C21 Annual Large Competition

After returning to the Luo Family, Luo Yu started to train arduously every day, preparing to cultivate his to the mastery realm. He wanted to surprise everyone who used to call him waste in the past five days …

At the beginning of the year, the five Luo Family s would compete with the martial ground.

It was the place where the disciples of the Luo Family competed, and was much stronger than the disciples of the martial stage. Only the experts of the late seventh stage or higher could use the strong qi, and this was something that the Luo Family had spent a lot of money to build, and it was even more crowded than the people around the martial ground. Other than the disciples of the Luo Family, there were also people from the Nangong Family and the Yang Family who came to watch the competition, and there were no less than a thousand people, including Luo Yu.

Compared to the martial ground, there was a small house called martial viewing building. Luo Xingchen was dressed in red robes and was entertaining Nangong Hao who came to watch the battle along with the other elders, along with the elders from the two families.

In fact, other than stimulating the disciples' cultivation in the annual competition of Luo Family, it also showed their strength to the two families.

"Haha, Brother Luo, last time, when Auction saw you again, he said that you've been well. Last time, you spent so much money that it still stuck in my heart."

Nangong Hao laughed, and there was a trace of grievance in his words.

"Ahh, brother Nan Gong, please excuse me, it's just that the Magnolia officinalis L is of great use to me so I had no choice but to slap brother Nan Gong. I hope you don't mind, brother Nan Gong."

"The price of Auction House is very high, Brother Luo does not need to put it in your heart," said Nangong Hao.

"Brother Luo, if I'm not wrong, the reason why you took the photo of that Magnolia officinalis L is because of your son, right?" At this moment, Yang Lie raised up a cup of top-notch Jadeite Spring and spoke softly.

"Brother Yang is right, my son was injured by a meridian accident when he was young."

"Then this time, I wonder if I can see the son of the Brother Luo display his godly might in the Large Competition?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang must be joking, it has only been three months since my son consumed the Magnolia officinalis L. Even the meridian might not recover at all."

Luo Xingchen did not know that Luo Yu had already recovered and had not taken any Magnolia officinalis L s yet. It was not that Luo Yu did not dare to tell his father that he could not trust him, but that the Body Metamorphose Scripture could wash the muscles and bones of Pre-Natal Fighters.

"Hehe, that's right, when comparing martial ground s, you should not let the two Family Head s laugh," Luo Xinghe suddenly interrupted.

Hearing that, Luo Xingchen frowned, but did not say anything.

"Heh heh, it seems like the interior of this Luo Family isn't made of iron …"

Seeing that, Yang Lie laughed coldly in his heart.

"Can we start the competition, Family Head?" At this time, an elder walked in. It was the only female elder of the Luo Family, Luo Youlan.

"Mn, let's begin," Luo Xingchen said as he nodded. Luo Youlan's arrival had just broken the awkward atmosphere from before.

Luan Youlan should retire

"Brother Nan Gong, Brother Yang, come with the elders from the two families to the balcony to drink tea and watch the show."

Everyone nodded and headed towards the pavilion, and from above, they just happened to see the full appearance of martial ground …

Compare to martial ground

"Hey, guess who will get first place in the Large Competition this time?"

"Is there even a need to guess? Of course it's Luo Hua!"

"Yes, yes. Last year, he used the Three Heavens Gravity to suppress the disciples of the three generations. This year, he probably reached the Houtian fourth stage, right?"

"With his superior root bone talent, he should be …"

This year, I heard that experts from the third generation disciples of Nangong Family and Nangong Family have come to our clan as well. "

"Yes, yes. It is unknown who is stronger between Yang Family's Yang Yan and Nangong Family's Nangong Wentian."

"It's hard to say."

"Sigh, it's a pity that one of the root bone is more powerful than Luo Hua, a cripple with damaged meridian."

"You must be Family Head's son, Luo Yu. It's quite a pity. In the past, I've never seen his figure in the Large Competitions, so he probably won't come this time."

"He can only be a spectator."

"Heh heh, that's true."

The crowd in the square were all discussing with one another

Luo Yu heard the discussions of the people around him mention his frown, but he did not put it to heart. He had long tempered his heart with the title of waste, six years ago. Hehe, he wanted those people who looked down on him to be disappointed.

"Everyone, quiet down."

Luo Youlan stepped onto the platform …

Immediately, the noise from the martial ground disappeared. Everyone treated the only female elder of the family with great respect …

"This year's competition rules are the same as before, I will not talk about anything else. Let the martial arts match come to an end, each family will choose their own opponent, and the top three will be evaluated as their own rewards. Now, each family will choose their own opponents …" With that, Luo Youlan stepped down from the martial ground, signifying the start of the competition.

"Hmph, where's Luo Liang? I lost to you in carelessness last year, I want to find him back this year!"

A teenager named Luo Ming walked up to the martial ground and shouted loudly.

"Hehe, underhand's defeated general still dares to be so arrogant!" Luo Liang sneered. With the Long Sword in hand, he jumped four meters into the air. Finally, his toes lightly tapped on the ground and the stone table rose five meters higher than martial stage's protrusion.

"Good …!"

"Good movement technique. This Luo Liang probably reached the postnatal triple this year as well, right?"

Luo Liang's movement technique won a round of applause …

"Humph, what an uproar!"

Luo Ming let out a cold snort as he pulled out his waist knife and jumped towards Luo Liang, chopping down at him. He had quite the momentum to slash at Hua Shan.

Luo Liang was not someone who was easy to deal with. As he watched Luo Ming swing his blade to the side, the blade hacked down on the Black Ember stone table, emitting an ear-piercing metallic sound. A shallow mark was carved on the Black Ember Stone, and following that, a sword flew towards Luo Ming.

"Squeak squeak, this Luo Ming's Berserker's Blade Art seems like he has also cultivated it to the mastery realm."

"Mmm mmm, but Luo Liang's Spirit Serpent Sword Technique is a bit more experienced. Look, Luo Liang didn't attack at all!" The crowd in the audience discussed.

Frenzied Bull's Blade!

The sword of Luo Ming slashed out countless shadows, slashing at Luo Liang's face!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Luo Liang's sword was like a gust of wind as it went up to meet it, striking it as if it were reverberating.

"Humph, if there aren't any new tricks, I'm going to make my move. Nine Style of the Spirit Serpent – Spirit Serpent Out of the Cave!"

With a loud shout, Luo Liang thrusted his sword towards Luo Ming like a poisonous snake that had been hiding for a long time. Luo Ming immediately dodged, but the sword move was like a spirit serpent that had no way of retreating.

Luo Ming was in so much pain that he staggered a little. Seeing that Luo Ming had exposed a flaw, Luo Liang's sword move became even more vicious. In the blink of an eye, Luo Ming had added a few more wounds on his body.

"Enough."

Elder Luo Youlan shouted.

Luo Ming had already lost. If he didn't call a halt, something would happen.

Luo Liang sheathed his sword and looked at Luo Ming, who was covered in blood …

"You're not the only one who's been improving all these years," Luo Liang said before jumping off the stage.

"Hehe, did you lose again?" Luo Ming lowered his head, bowed towards Luo Youlan and walked off the stage …

"Look, I said it, it's still Luo Liang who's a tad better!"

"Ai, actually, in order to defeat Luo Liang, Luo Ming often got up before the sun rose to refine his blade."

"But this is fate, right? Luo Liang root bone is much better than Luo Ming at practising her sword arts."

Seeing Luo Ming's dejected expression, Luo Yu walked down the stage and said, "You're already pretty good already."

Luo Ming turned his head to look at Luo Yu. He did not expect that it would be the Luo Yu who was called trash in the family.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No, I just feel that if I lose in a move, I can try my best to turn it around. If I lose in my heart, I really lose," Luo Yu said as he threw a bottle of Healing Pill to Luo Ming.

Luo Ming caught it with his hand and couldn't help but to size up this waste that was passed down in his family. Although he had never come into contact with Luo Yu before, he couldn't help but feel some warmth in his heart when he saw this youth's warm sun-like smile.

"Thank you!"

Luo Yu smiled and nodded without saying a word.

Luo Ming stopped the bleeding and took a healing pill, then sat on the ground and began to circulate his energy to heal his wounds.

The next pair that were going to fight, also went up to compete in martial stage …