The competition is divided into five regions, and each region is randomly selected for the competition. As long as it is a teenager who signs up for the clan competition, a lottery will be held, no matter how strong or weak the opponent is, the opponent can only resign himself to fate.

For a while, all kinds of excitement and lamentations broke out in the lottery of the martial arts arena, and the teenager who drew an opponent who was weaker than himself was naturally overjoyed, and he was inevitably worried about the teenager who was stronger than himself.

Since Jiang Xiaofeng was not a teenager from the Fang family, he did not participate in the lottery, but just watched from the audience.

Fang Bitong, as a descendant disciple in the family, naturally wants to participate in the clan competition.

At this time, she had already drawn her opponent, she looked at it again and again, and her brows couldn't help frowning, but after a while, she actually smiled, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she looked determined to win.

"This little girl, at first glance, she has drawn vegetables, and her big teeth are about to laugh. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at her and said with a secret smile: Bi Tong has reached the peak of the eighth order of spirit building, and is about to step into the ninth order of spirit building, with her current strength, I am afraid that there are few people in the Fang family who can threaten her. If you really say it, only the descendants of those old guys who are trained by the old guys are Bitong's biggest obstacle.

With the last earth-shattering cannon, the clan race officially began.

In the blink of an eye, the huge martial arts arena was divided into five competition areas, and according to the order of the draw, the teenagers of the Fang family began to walk into the competition area one by one, and with a shout, the ten teenagers instantly became entangled and fought with each other.

At this time, the stands had been completely filled with cheers and shouts, and countless people were cheering for their clan disciples, and on the martial arts arena, there was a sound of "hum" from time to time, and the children of the Fang family all tried their best to knock down the other party.

Suddenly, the martial arts arena was shining, and every teenager took out the mastery he usually accumulated, wanting to prove his strength at this moment.

After a quarter of an hour, gradually some teenagers began to lose and leave the arena in a decadent manner, while the victorious teenagers shouted loudly, waiting for the next draw to come.

Finally, when Fang Bitong played for the second time, when she walked into the competition area, Jiang Xiaofeng found that the opponent turned out to be her rival Fang Yun.

"It's over, it seems that these two enemies are going to die. Jiang Xiaofeng pursed his lips, with a worried look on his face, he couldn't have imagined that these two sworn enemies would actually meet.

Fang Bitong's originally smiling face was immediately cloudy, and he scolded:

"You wall grass, you actually let me meet you, see if I can't clean you up today. ”

Fang Yun's face was blue and red for a while, and he immediately couldn't hang it anymore, and said gloomily:

"Fang Bitong, you speak cleanly. Didn't you just rely on the power of Jiang Xiaofeng's elixir to cultivate to the eighth order of spirit building?

"Then you can try!"

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed, and as soon as the two faced each other, they showed their real skills.

Although Fang Yun was the granddaughter of the Second Elder, his cultivation resources were limited after all, and he had just relied on his grandfather's relationship a few days ago, and it took a lot of effort to obtain a Spirit Summoning Pill and raise his cultivation to the seventh level of Spirit Building.

She is not like Fang Bitong, usually eating the pills refined by Jiang Xiaofeng is like eating jelly beans, and her cultivation is extremely fast. But Fang Bitong also has his own shortcomings, that is, the cultivation growth is too fast, resulting in an unstable foundation.

Therefore, even if Fang Bitong's cultivation is one level higher than Fang Yun, the two of them are inseparable.

The competition between the two of them at the moment is probably the most worthwhile competition among the five regions, after all, both of them are disciples of the Fang family, and their cultivation is also the best among the young people of the Fang family, so the competition is even more exciting.

Coupled with the appearance of the two of them, they all attracted every teenager present, which was a feast for their eyes. One moves lightly, the waist trembles like a lotus leaf after a rain, and the other is like a fiery rose, with enchanting eyebrow bones.

Jiang Xiaoxue tugged on Jiang Xiaofeng's arm and shouted anxiously:

"Sister Bitong, come on, hurry up and defeat her!"

Then Xiaoxue turned her head a little worriedly, her big ethereal eyes kept flickering, with a worried look on her face, and she asked unhappily:

"Brother, why do you say that Sister Bitong's cultivation is obviously higher than that Fang Yun, but why are the two of them tied now?"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled slightly, stretched out his finger and scratched Xiaoxue's nose and said:

"Don't worry about Xiaoxue, although your sister Bitong's cultivation is higher than the other party, her cultivation has improved too quickly and her foundation is unstable, and it is not so easy to defeat Fang Yun. ”

As soon as she heard Jiang Xiaofeng say this, Xiaoxue suddenly became a little anxious, pursed her lips, shook Jiang Xiaofeng's arm vigorously and said:

"Xiaoxue doesn't want Sister Bitong to lose. ”

"Hey, you stupid Xiaoxue, my brother just said that it is not so easy to beat the other party, and he didn't say that your sister Bitong will lose, you look good, within three moves, your sister Bitong will defeat the other party. ”

"Really?"

"I don't believe you can see it for yourself!"

At this time, on the martial arts arena, the other four areas have already completed the competition, and the pair of Bitong and Fang Yun below is not over yet.

The two of them were sweating profusely at the moment, their spiritual power had been consumed, and with a coquettish shout, Fang Bitong took the lead in making a palm, and Fang Yun immediately dodged, wanting to dodge like just now.

But this time she thought wrongly, she didn't expect that this time Fang Bitong actually kicked her feet on the ground twice in a row, her body quickly turned around in mid-air, and the palm that had been dodged by Fang Yun actually slapped it in the opposite direction.

"Good daughter, the foundation was unstable at the beginning and she was inexperienced, but I didn't expect to understand it so quickly, and she is worthy of my Wenhong's daughter. Fang Wenhong looked at Fang Bitong's palm, and couldn't help but secretly admire it in his heart.

At this time, Fang Yun didn't have time to react at all, he only felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder, and the whole person flew out and rolled to the ground.

"Boom!"

On the stands, the children of the Fang family were completely boiling, they didn't expect that these two beautiful beauties were not only good-looking, but also brought them such a hearty battle, and for a while, screams and shouts rang out.

Fang Bitong stood firm, her chin raised high, and pointed at Fang Yundao:

"Wall grass, you know how powerful this girl is!"

Fang Yun was shy and unbearable at the moment, don't turn his head, smacked fiercely, and left tremblingly. This round Fang Bitong won, and the victory was dignified, which made her embarrassed.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at Fang Bitong in the martial arts arena, and laughed in his heart:

This stupid girl could have won a long time ago, but because she usually fights with others less and lacks actual combat experience, today's meeting of enemies really forced her combat effectiveness out, which is not a good thing.

On the high platform, the second elder's face was pale, and although there was no wave on his face, he really couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

A few days ago, he used almost all his connections to ask Fang Yun for a spirit elixir, but he didn't expect to lose to Fang Bitong as soon as he got on the field, how could this not let him be angry, which made his old face go anywhere.

He looked up and glanced over, but saw Fang Wenhong looking at Fang Bitong with a smile on his face, and the nameless fire in his heart burned even more vigorously.

At this moment, a hand suddenly slapped on the second elder's shoulder, and an extremely low voice came:

"Second Elder, it's just a competition, why bother making a big fuss. What I told you earlier, I don't know how you thought about it, if it is done, then you will have the right to speak in the Fang family in the future, it will not be the same. ”

The second elder didn't turn around, but he had already guessed who was behind him. Although he was angry at this time, he had not lost his mind, his face was expressionless, and his gray beard trembled slightly:

"You want to fight or kill, I don't care about me, I just want to live my pure life in peace. ”

"Haha, clean day? Do you think they will let you go if you don't throw yourself on our side? The chips on their side are nothing more than adding a stinky boy who can refine medicine. ”

"And we have been planning for many years, which is stronger and which is weak, you naturally know better than me, plus you have been indecisive and swaying from side to side all these years, even they hate you to the core. At this time, I am the only one who is still thinking about you, and the life and death of your vein in the future is just in your thoughts, you can think about it yourself!"

The second elder listened to the footsteps behind him, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and when he turned his head, he found that he was already empty behind him, and there was no figure. He let out a long sigh and said:

"Alas, what should come will always come!"