Chapter 14

The rules of big family competition are very simple. They are based on the strength of cultivation.

The first one to take part in the competition must be the children of Yizhong. The referee will take the initiative to call the roll. After the roll call, the children will go on the field to be tested, and then fight with other children of the same level.

Until the children of Yizhong compared with each other, the strongest one in Yizhong took on the second. If the disciple fails, he will enter the next round, which is the martial arts competition between the two sons of Fanjing.

And so on.

In the high voice of the referee, a family of children were called on the stage.

A few hours later, there was a duel between the five sons of Fanjing.

Although most of the children under the fifth level in Fanjing are in the majority, they are of low level, and the battle will soon be over.

However, in these competitions, some of the children of Fanjing Sizhong beat Fanjing Wuzhong by leaps and bounds. The fighting is often extreme, which makes many people in the stage applaud.

As for Xiao Yi, watching dozens of games, she almost fell asleep.

It's true that for him, once the king of the killer world, the fighting of these little kids has no nourishment, and there are flaws in every move. You can fight anywhere you like. It's so boring.

Although the world's warriors have a complete training system, and their true spirit is very strong, their combat experience is really poor, and their moves are too simple to be seen.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a loud noise in the competition field.

And the blood of the family will fly down.

"Well?" Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the stage.

"It's so powerful that I beat the warriors in the same realm with one punch. Xiao Xingyang is a martial spirit of the orange rank. It's really powerful. " The people under the stage applauded one after another.

Xiao Xingyang, the son of nine elders, is also a little famous genius in the Xiao family. He is only 15 years old this year, and he is already one of the five martial arts in every realm.

Among the five sons of Fanjing, he is the strongest.

"Xiao Xingyang won the battle." The referee announced the result.

Xiao Xingyang raised his hands and looked around the Biwu platform, as if enjoying the fiery eyes of the clan people.

But for some reason, when he glanced at Xiao Yi, he suddenly looked scornful, his eyes were full of provocation, and even more, he stretched out his tail finger without trace and waved to Xiao Yi.

"This guy is hostile to me." Xiao Yi has some doubts.

After a while, the next round of competition begins. This time, it belongs to the battle between the six levels of Fanjing.

Fanjing Liuzhong represents the most outstanding children of the Xiao family, and is also the most cherished and optimistic children of the family.

Compared with the previous battles, the following battles undoubtedly attract more attention and are more important.

After all, this year's big family match coincides with the opening of Ziyun Cave once every three years.

All the children of Liuzhong can enter the Ziyun Cave, but their ranking also determines their position in Ziyun Cave.

It is said that Ziyun Cave is a treasure land for cultivation. The deeper the position is, the faster the cultivation speed will be.

Therefore, in the next battle, these children will certainly try their best to get a better ranking. Naturally, their competition will be more exciting and intense.

"Xiao Zimu, Xiao Zhuang, came to the stage to be tested." The referee called.

Two young men, about 17 years old, jumped onto the competition platform.

The referee looked at them, nodded his head with satisfaction, and said, "well, it's all six levels in Fanjing, especially Xiao Zimu. You should be able to break through to seven levels in half a year. That's good."

After the test, the two began to compete.

In an instant, both of them showed their martial spirits.

Xiao Zimu's soul is orange level fire whirling stick, and Xiao Zhuang's is orange level red eye red bull.

The battle between the two men was really much more frequent than before. Under Xiao Zimu's one stick, the ring with fire whirled around, and in an instant, the competition platform was sparked with sparks.

Xiao Zhuang's fist was even more powerful. His fist, wrapped in the blazing fire, was so powerful and explosive that it shattered the ground.

To be honest, in Xiao Yi's eyes, their battle is still out of fashion. At least, if you are in the same realm and display the same martial spirit, the combat power will be absolutely several times higher than them.

In terms of combat experience and fighting skills, Xiao Yi is too strong.

However, after all, the fight between the two men was so fierce that Xiao Yi could watch the performance.

As he watched with interest, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder.

"Well?" Xiao Yi's conditioned reflex, a step, with a very delicate step out of the man's hand.

Who is it? With my keen intuition, I didn't even notice him coming behind me?

When Xiao Yi turned around, she found that the person who came was the three elders. She was relieved.

Is this the martial arts person in the natural environment? He can quietly astringe his breath with light steps, but he is as stable as Mount Tai, which is almost equal to his peak strength when he was on the earth.It is said that the inborn warrior has extremely terrifying combat power. One punch and one foot are enough to crack mountains and rocks.

"Yier, come here." The three elders whispered and pulled Xiao Yi to the corner.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Yi'er, you can see the battle at the level of six levels in every realm." "With your strength, go up and compete with them. It's no different from sending them to death."

"What do the three elders mean?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Give up the game." Xiao said in a deep voice.

Xiao sighed again, and his eyebrows were full of love for Xiao Yi. He said, "Yi'er, don't worry. Even if you don't participate in the competition this time, the five elders can't help you. The title of the little master is still reserved, and the cultivation quota of Ziyun Cave is still given to you. "

"Oh?" Xiao Yi is very confused.

Xiao Chong laughed and said lovingly, "as you said before, this is what you deserve."

"But..."

"don't worry." Xiao Zhong interrupted, "four elders and six elders express their willingness to support you. With me, the decision of our three elders can not be changed by the five elders alone."

"Three elders, I don't mean that." Xiao Yi gave a bitter smile. Of course, he knew that the three elders had a hard conscience. He was afraid that it would be dangerous for him to compete in martial arts.

Moreover, elders 4 and 6 are willing to support themselves. I'm afraid the three elders have paid a lot of money. No wonder he didn't see the three elders come to him in the past half a month. He was preparing for this in secret.

However, Xiao Yi is sure to cope with the contest.

"Three elders, I still have a bet with Xiao Ruohan. I have to go to the martial arts contest this time." Xiao Yi said earnestly.

Xiao Zhong immediately denied, "no, let him go on a bet. I can't watch you risk your injury."

Xiao Zhong continued, "as far as I know, Xiao Ruohan has put pressure on several family members. Once you play, those children will kill you."

"Dead hand?" Xiao Yi sneered and said, "it's just right. Then I don't have to be polite to them."

Xiao Zhong said, "you are not polite to others. If you don't deal with them, you will be fine. Obedient Yier, you can't compete this time. "

"Don't worry, three elders." Xiao Yi confidently smiles and says, "the children of the Xiao family are brave when they are in trouble, but not afraid when they are in danger. How can a good man shrink back, break his word and be greedy for life and death. That's what my father taught me when I was a child

"Er, the master of the house he..." Xiao Zhong was speechless for a moment.

Xiao Yi looked at biwutai faintly and said seriously, "the agreement between men is very important. If I'm afraid of fighting, it will be useless and despised. "

The three elders, Xiao chongleng, were in the same place. Many years ago, the Xiao family had experienced a crisis. At that time, Xiao Yi's father, the owner of the family, was so resolute that he did not shrink back. He stood alone against all the enemies with a body of eight feet.

Until the end of a round of competition on the stage, Xiao Zhong was still in a daze, remembering the eventful days when he followed the master of his family.

At this time, Xiao Yi has taken the initiative to go to the competition platform, a lunge jump up.

"Xiao Yi?" The referee was stunned, a little surprised.

In my impression, Xiao Yi has never participated in the family contest. Because Xiao Yi, who has been at the bottom of the world for ten thousand years, has a lot of strength, and also has an abandoned martial spirit. He is not the opponent of any disciple at all.

But he soon remembered that Xiao Yi and Xiao Ruohan had made a bet half a month ago.

And the emergence of Xiao Yi, the people below, immediately become noisy.

"Xiao Yi really dares to play."

"Is he going to fight against the last round of Fanjing Liuzhong's disciple? What's the difference between this and seeking death?"

"That trash, just one of the most important places in the world, is trying to fight with the top kids in the family. It's beyond his capacity."

"As far as I'm concerned, it's a waste of time to directly abolish his position as a little householder. As for martial arts competitions, it's a waste of time."

Almost all the conversation among the ethnic groups is scorn and ridicule. More people even feel that they are wasting their time and have no desire to watch the battle.

Xiao Yi, a waste, is a disgrace to the Xiao family, which has almost become the consensus of all the Xiaos.

"Sure enough, the little trash died of a fever." The five elders and others were laughing bitterly.

"Xiao Yi, bet me that I will completely abolish you today." Xiao Ruohan has a strong intention to kill Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi, go down. We are not interested in fighting with you." The six sons of Fanjing, who had already been ranked, disdained to say it, and their eyebrows were full of disgust.

It seems that it is a shame for them to compete with Xiao Yi even if they win.

The weak are always the garbage in the eyes of the strong and the laughing stock in the mouth.

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear to her mockery, impatience and resignation. Standing alone on the competition platform, with cold and proud eyes, he glanced at the clan people, and finally settled on the children of Fanjing Liuzhong."Who dares to fight on the stage?" Xiao Yi drank a lot, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky. Like a proud king, disdain to look at the ugly faces.

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