Chapter 65

In the morning, after a simple breakfast, the teenagers, led by Hu Tongling, came to the square where the LAN family was stationed and waited.

On the square, nine large-scale martial arts contests were neatly built, each of which was circular in shape, with a diameter of more than 30 battles, and there was enough space for martial artists to play.

The whole blue family, including collateral, has no concept of how many people there are.

Anyway, only after a period of time, the square larger than the execution ground of Yiyang City was full of people.

A young man whispered, "commander, how many people are there in the LAN family?"

"If you count the collateral, there are still tens of thousands of people!" Hu Tongling whispered, "but not all of them were present today."

Tens of thousands of family members, as an orphan of seventeen is unimaginable.

"Today's annual exam, including you. There are 672 people in the group from 13 to 15, and the competition is very fierce. You should give full play!" Hu Tongling continued, "your martial arts competition is mainly carried out on the three martial arts competition platforms on the left. Don't run around. If you don't hint that you are all in power when you arrive, you should remember your number plate. When someone calls you up, you will go to the martial arts competition platform!"

A group of teenagers nodded seriously.

The blue mansion is highly hierarchical. Teenagers like seventeen are wearing martial uniforms issued from above.

Light blue, like a slave giving birth to a child.

The children of the blue family wear casual clothes, mostly black and white.

Seventeen glanced at his number plate, 603. Other companions were similar to him, very backward. However, it was said that who to fight with was randomly selected. When to compare, it depends on luck.

Everyone didn't get close to the three martial arts competition arenas, because the arena was surrounded by dense crowds.

Most of them are teenagers from the LAN family who came to compete in martial arts, as well as relatives of the teenagers.

Raised by the blue family, the idea of being loyal to the blue family is deeply rooted in their minds.

They all know their identity as domestic servants and can put their positions right, so they all stand on the edge of the challenge arena and look at those collateral peers of the LAN family who compete in the challenge arena from a distance.

The strength of the two LAN family teenagers who first appeared on the stage made seventeen a little dignified.

One of them is a martial artist in the early stage of Qihai territory, and the other is stronger, a martial artist in the middle stage of Qihai territory.

Just now, several 13-year-old and 4-year-old teenagers who were eager to prove themselves on the LAN family year test arena saw the profound and exquisite martial arts performed by the two leaders on the arena, and were thoroughly beaten!

Most of their strength is only in the middle and late stage of the condensate realm. If their opponents are the two on the martial arts competition platform, they have no chance to win.

The realm is too different!

"If it's brother seventeen, it should be no problem!"

LAN Wuwu said.

Since seventeen became a martial artist in the Qihai realm, these teenagers began to call him seventeen brother, just like the previous seventy-nine brother. Whoever has strong strength is brother!

Seventeen replied, "if it were just them, of course I could win!"

"Great, brother seventeen, you have to cheer up and try to come back first!"

"Yes, brother seventeen, come on!"

“……”

Several teenagers in white martial uniforms looked at them. After hearing their words, they turned around and said something at the same time, with a mocking smile on their faces.

Seventeen didn't care.

First, it's really hard!

If the opponent is only the mid-term warrior in Qihai territory, he still has a chance, but the problem is, his opponent should not only be the mid-term warrior in Qihai territory!

By the afternoon, it was finally seventeen's turn to appear.

Their situation is not optimistic. More than 20 companions took the stage, and only five of them successfully qualified for tomorrow's competition.

All five of them are top martial artists in the condensate realm, including LAN Wu.

Chen Hao knows that those who practice martial arts in the condensed gas field cannot compete for the last 20 places. If he is not mistaken, at least 30 players in their group have appeared.

"Seventy nine, six hundred and three come to the stage to compete!"

"Brother seventeen, it's your turn!"

"Hurry up!"

The people around the challenge arena automatically made way for seventeen.

He heard the conversation of the people next to him.

"It's the servant's son!"

"But it's really strong!"

"This is a martial arts competition. What's the use of being strong?"

“……”

Seventeen set foot on the Biwu platform, opposite an ordinary looking young man with a thin sword in his hand. The sword body of the thin sword is very shiny, and it should be at least a Xuan level sword.

The boy couldn't help smiling when he saw seventeen's dress.

He said happily, "it seems that I'm lucky today, and I can pass the test easily!"

Seventeen looked at each other with some vigilance.

Seeing the other party's confident appearance should not be a good fault!

Seventeen is a little worried about whether he will meet the genius in the later stage of qihaijing.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Chang Jian, finish the game quickly. My father's legs are almost numb!"

LAN Changjian, the opponent of seventeen, shouted, "OK, I'll come right away. You wait for me for another half an hour, maybe half an hour is not necessary!"

Seventeen some doubt, their luck should not be so bad!

"Let's finish the game quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, it was convenient to rush over.

LAN Changjian's sword technique is very exquisite. It should be a top-grade sword technique of the Yellow level. Each sword is extremely fast and dazzling.

But seventeen didn't react slowly, so he decided to treat it carefully, concentrate on it, and use the broadness of the Epee to block the opponent's seven moves in a row.

After seven moves of swordsmanship, seventeen was a little puzzled.

LAN Changjian's strength seems to be only the level of the early stage of Qihai territory!

Did he read it wrong?

That's impossible!

As a martial artist in the middle of Qihai territory, he still knows the general strength of martial artists in the early stage of Qihai territory.

Seeing that the continuous strong attack did not defeat the other party, LAN Chang immediately withdrew his sword and stood up and said to seventeen, "your strength is beyond my expectation. You are much stronger than the servants who just came to power!"

"Yes!" Nod at seventeen.

"Son, stop talking nonsense to him!" The voice under the stage just shouted.

"It seems that I can't end the battle in a short time unless I show some real skills!"

"Yes!"

"Then take it!"

LAN Changjian took one step, and the whole person rushed to seventeen with a very beautiful posture.

"Try the wind sword technique I just successfully practiced. The first style is wind roaring!"

A sword stabbed, with a harsh wind sound, stabbing people's eardrums.

Xuan level sword technique!

Seventeen, holding the handle of the sword in one hand and the body of the sword in the other hand, he stood the red blood Epee in front of him, with his shoulder against the epee.

With a "Dang" sound, LAN Changjian's sword tip bent into an arc, and then he was bounced back.

Seventeen put down his Epee strangely and asked in a low voice, "are you really a martial artist in the early days of Qihai?"

LAN Changjian took back the long sword and said proudly, "how about being afraid? I admit that your strength is good, but if you continue, you must lose. If you don't want to get hurt, just admit defeat?"

Seventeen was holding a Epee, and his momentum was completely released, and his cultivation in the middle of Qihai territory was undoubtedly revealed.