Hearing this, Mo Yang said nonchalantly:

"It's okay, I just wanted to say something."

"Anyway, with Wang Mang's strength, it's not difficult to win first place for three consecutive years."

After hearing Mo Yang's words, the faces of several clan leaders present became meaningful.

Looking at Mo Yang who was full of confidence, the Bone Clan's leader said silently in his heart with an expressionless face:

"That's true. I just don't know how you can make Wang Mang work for you for three years."

"Not to mention..."

…………

At this time, at the tea table above the patriarch's pavilion.

Looking at Yan Ling who was confronting Wang Mang, Mo Gu took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Lao Yan, the Holy Son in your clan is very good."

"You can actually fight Wang Mang to this point."

Hearing this, the old man he was thinking of paused and replied with a smile:

"That kid just got into the second stage by luck."

"To be more stunning, it has to be Wang Mang."

"Without relying on the inherited divine artifacts, I was able to beat our Holy Son out of breath with my own strength alone."

"He deserves to be named the proud man of heaven."
Chapter completed!