The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 560: Chapter 569: Struggle for Slots【Two Updates】

Zhou Shaochen looked at the Little Daoist and said, ”Little Senior Brother, now you believe me, don’t you? My big brother is indeed Zhou Shaogang!”

”Believed, believed! So you’re the younger brother of our Senior Brother!” At this moment, the attitude of the Little Daoist towards Zhou Shaochen changed a full one hundred and eighty degrees. He became much more amiable compared to before.

Zhou Shaogang spoke, ”Little Senior Brother, my red-haired brother here also encountered an unexpected situation on the road. If not for that, he would have already been at the mountain gate with me. I hope you can do me a favor, make things easy, and let him participate in the Daoist Skills Conference. How about it?”

Instantly, the Little Daoist grew troubled. He simply couldn’t afford to offend Zhou Shaochen; he was just an Outer Sect Disciple of the Wendao Sect, and an Inner Sect Disciple could easily obliterate him if they wanted.

And Zhou Shaogang, being the Chief Disciple, would find it even easier to get rid of a minor Outer Sect Disciple like him.

The Little Daoist was in a difficult position, ”Zhou Shao, it’s not that I don’t want to give you face, it’s really because these are the rules of the Wendao Sect. I’m just a small Outer Sect Disciple; I truly don’t have the authority!”

After hearing the Little Daoist’s words, Zhou Shaochen chuckled, ”Isn’t that easy?”

Then, Zhou Shaochen looked arrogantly over Ye Feng, Wang Wei, and Du Yuan.

He looked at them as if they were ants, full of arrogance and aggression.

”The three of you, discuss it and decide who will drop out. Give your spot to my red-haired brother!”

Zhou Shaochen said to the three of them.

Then, he looked at the Little Daoist and asked, ”Little Senior Brother, if they’re willing to give up their own spots, that wouldn’t be breaking the rules, right?”

”Of course, if they’re willing to give up their own spots, then the red-haired brother can participate in the Daoist Skills Conference!” The Little Daoist nodded and said.

Zhou Shaochen then nodded in satisfaction, ”Very well then, say it, Wang Wei, the three of you, who will give up your spot?”

But Wang Wei and the others remained silent. After all, both Wang Wei and Du Yuan had come to join the Wendao Sect, to become disciples. They had already missed the opportunity twice, and they certainly couldn’t give up their chance now, having finally caught up.

Zhou Shaochen’s eyebrows furrowed immediately, ”Wang Wei, give up your spot, or else, don’t blame me for not being polite! I don’t want to resort to violence!”

Red Hair was also yelling from the side, ”Damn it! Didn’t you hear? Give up your spots! Zhou Shao’s big brother is the Chief Disciple of the Wendao Sect. If you offend Zhou Shao, even if you join the Wendao Sect, you won’t have a good time. Just peacefully give up your spots to us!”

Zhou Shaochen looked at the silent Wang Wei and frowned, ”Wang Wei, don’t play dumb with me, give up your spot!”

Wang Wei looked at Zhou Shaochen and said, ”Zhou Shaochen, don’t push me. Your father and my father are discussing a deal right now. Don’t go too far, or the deal might fall through! See how much the Zhou Family will lose!”

After hearing Wang Wei’s words, Zhou Shaochen’s brow furrowed. Indeed, if the deal fell through, they would lose a lot of money. Zhou Shaochen reluctantly said, ”Fine, I’ll let you off for today.”

Then, Zhou Shaochen’s gaze fell on Du Yuan, ”Du Yuan, give up your spot.”

Du Yuan frowned and looked at Zhou Shaochen, ”Zhou Shaochen, don’t you like my cousin? Believe it or not, I won’t give you a single chance with her!”

”Fuck!” Zhou Shaochen was taken aback, feeling extremely annoyed as if his own weak points were being seized by them.

Zhou Shaochen nodded repeatedly, ”Alright! Alright! I’ll let this one slide!” Finally, Zhou Shaochen turned his attention to Ye Feng: ”And you? Who are you? What can you possibly do to threaten me?”

Zhou Shaochen did not believe that Ye Feng could pose a threat to him. He recognized Du Yuan and Wang Wei, but not Ye Feng. He didn’t believe Ye Feng would be the same as them.

Ye Feng spoke indifferently, ”Who I am and what’s that to you?”

”Fine! So, you don’t recognize me! Give your spot to my red-haired brother!” Zhou Shaochen ordered Ye Feng.

Red Hair immediately grew excited, ”Right, give your token to me!”

Seeing that Zhou Shaochen had failed to claim a spot from Du Yuan and Wang Wei earlier, which greatly disappointed Red Hair, he saw hope in Ye Feng. Naturally, he was over the moon.

But Ye Feng still wore a face of indifference, with a look of disdain in his eyes, showing no interest in their demands.

As for the tokens, they were just handed out by the Little Daoist. The first one hundred people who came to the mountain gate each received a token, and with it, they could participate in the Daoist Skills Conference.

Suddenly, Red Hair grew angry, ”You damn dog scraps, didn’t you hear what Zhou Shao said? Hand over your token!”

Wang Wei grew angry, ”Zhou Shaochen, you’re going too far. This token was obtained by Ye Feng after lining up himself. Why should he give it to you?”

Zhou Shaochen scoffed, ”Because my fist is hard? Are you two itching for a beating again? Three days without a whipping and you forget the hierarchy?”

After Zhou Shaochen’s comment, both Wang Wei and Du Yuan shrank back a bit, feeling intimated.

Zhou Shaochen was a late-stage External Force expert, and ordinary people—even seven or eight of them—might not be able to handle him. The three of them were the ”Three Young Masters” of Sha City, located two hundred miles away from the Wendao Sect.

Zhou Shaochen was the strongest among them, having been trained by martial artists since childhood, he was already a late-stage External Force master.

As for Wang Wei and Du Yuan, they were only on par with the early stages of External Force. Although the Three Young Masters of Sha City were of equal fame, Zhou Shaochen often bullied Du Yuan and Wang Wei.

That’s why Zhou Shaochen straightforwardly demanded that Wang Wei and Du Yuan give up their spots.

Wang Wei spoke somewhat fearfully, ”Brother, originally you didn’t even know about today’s Daoist Skills Conference and just came for fun. Why don’t you just give up your spot? Zhou Shaochen is a late-stage External Force Martial Artist. If you provoke him, he won’t let you off easily.”

Ye Feng responded calmly, ”A loser wants to snatch my spot?”

The Little Daoist, frowning, looked at Ye Feng, ”Kid, I advise you to hand over the token. It’s for your own good!”

Ye Feng still wore a look of utter tranquility, not caring in the slightest...