"How is my son?" asked the fat man.

"Third Master Xiao, don't worry, Ling Lang is fine, yesterday he may have been injured by a spirit yuan stronger than himself, resulting in a coma. The man replied.

"What a Xiaoyao, dare to hurt me, I'm going to abolish him." Xiao Sanye said angrily. This person is Xiaoran's father. Xiaoyao's third uncle, Xiaojing is the second. Because he is an intermediate Lingyuan master, he is valued by Xiaoyao's grandfather Xiaoyan, and he is the head of the Xiao family. His eldest son Xiao Ran is a disciple of the inner courtyard and the future master of the Xiao family. Therefore, Xiao Sanye does not take anyone in his eyes in the Xiao family.

At this time, a young man of about one or twenty years old walked in from outside, saw Xiao Sanye's angry appearance and said, "Dad, how is Brother Ran?"

"It's nothing, it's just that this Xiaoyao hurt your brother, and you can't just let him go." A trace of ferocity in Xiao Sanye's eyes crossed through it.

"Dad, the clan is almost here. I haven't invited the second uncle to them in the past, so it's better to invite them this time to see if I make him suffer a little in the competition. Xiao Ran said with a wicked smile.

At this time, the two fathers and sons glanced at each other, and burst into laughter......

After Xiao Yao practiced the Divine Power Fist for a day, he returned home tired. The parents were sitting in the hall with a frown, and when they saw Xiaoyao's return, their tightly locked brows loosened slightly, revealing a faint smirk.

"Yao'er is back. Mother said with a strong smile, looking at Xiaoyao's outfit and always feeling that something was missing.

Xiaoyao walked into the house and felt that something was wrong. Walking to his parents, he asked, "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

The mother did not speak, revealing an aggrieved look. The father said with a hint of anger in his calm tone: "Three days later, your third uncle sent someone to notify our family to participate. ”

"If you participate, you will participate, and it is not that you have not participated." Xiao Yao looked disdainful, he had participated in many clan competitions before, but most of them were beaten. In recent years, the clan has not taken them to heart, and slowly faded out of the sight of the clansmen. They were never invited to participate, because Xiaoyao's cultivation only descended but did not rise.

"Things may not be so simple, you haven't participated in the clan competition for many years, and this year you were suddenly invited, there may be another hidden reason. Father Xiaojing's face was solemn.

"I heard that if we don't have any available talents in our family, let us move out of Xiao's house. Mother said aggrievedly, her eyes moistened.

"Daddy, you don't have to worry. I'm going to see what they can do. Xiao Yao's firm eyes clenched his fists and said fiercely. After thinking about it for a while, he continued: "We'll go together in three days. ”

After speaking, he got up and went back to his room, lay on the bed and thought about it: Master doesn't let me practice too much every day, and now the situation is urgent. No matter what, there are only three days, and the cultivation must be raised.

Xiao Yao immediately got up and sat on the bed, grasping his cultivation. The red aura pouring from all directions outside the dilapidated house slowly flowed into Xiaoyao's room.

In the past three days, in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar, Xiaoyao has been cultivating in his room, and his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds. However, he did not forget what the master said, every realm is consolidated and consolidated, and only then can the realm be improved. The foundation is a top priority.

Three days passed quickly, and the Xiao family had gathered a lot of people on the field. Xiaojing came with a smile from Xiaoyao, which attracted the attention of many people. After a few years of saying goodbye to the clan competition, he finally returned here again. Xiaoyao confidently followed behind his father.

Directly in front of the clan competition field, the head of the family, Xiao Yan, sat in the middle, looking hundreds of years old, with a beard hanging down to his chest. On the left and right sat the eldest and third masters. Xiaoyao's father is the second. The three of them, father and son, father and daughter, walked up directly.

"Xiaojing has seen my father, eldest brother, and third brother. Xiaojing stepped forward to greet him. Due to Xiaoyan's advanced age, the two sons manage the family, and Xiaojing, as the second eldest, is quite respectful even if he treats the third brother.

Xiaoyan nodded and did not respond. The third master was even more cold-eyed. The uncle hurriedly got up, patted Xiaojing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Second brother." ”

Xiao Yaoxiao smiled respectfully and shouted, "Grandpa, uncle." "For the third uncle, they don't want to pay attention. The third master glanced at them sideways and looked away.

Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Yao with a trace of unbearability and regret between his eyebrows, he didn't hurt or hate this grandson. The heir to the head of the family that he once favored is now cultivating and indeed falling into the double realm. He just nodded his head and ignored it.

The uncle looked at him and said, "Yao'er, you have to work hard to get a good result this year." ”

Xiaoyao didn't say much, just nodded to the uncle. Uncle is his favorite Xiaojia family member besides his grandfather.

The way of clan comparison is very simple, people who want to enter the inner courtyard come to the stage to challenge. And as a disciple of the inner court, he also participated. This is also a firm determination for the cultivation of the disciples of the inner court. Fight until no one comes out to challenge.

As the people of the clan continued to come to the martial field, it was not a very spacious place, and it was already full of fifty or sixty people, old and young. Three or five people gathered together and talked in a low voice.

Xiao Sanye suddenly stood up and shouted to everyone: "Clan Bi, start now." After speaking, the sinister face smiled lightly.

Some of the teenagers and girls looked at each other, but no one played. After all, there are certain benefits to playing in the back. Just when everyone was watching, a simple young man jumped onto the stage and said with a modest attitude: "Xiaoyu, Gathering Spirits Fourfold Realm, please advise." ”

Xiao Ran stood in the empty space in front of the head of the family, and a gorgeous girl stood beside him, and he said disdainfully to the girl: "Cousin Yue'er, why don't you go up and teach him." ”

The girl squinted at Xiao Ran, very dissatisfied with him, looked at Xiao Yu on the stage with cold eyes, and said coldly to Xiao Ran while taking a step: "I'm waiting for you above." ”

She is Uncle Xiao's only daughter Xiao Yue'er, with good talent and noble status, she has been cold since she was a child, she is sixteen years old, coupled with a beautiful and upright posture, full of temperament.

"Xiao Yue'er, Gathering Spirits Fivefold Realm." ”

Walking into the stage, she bent down lightly and said coldly. Although not approachable, it is still polite.

Every time you reach a higher realm, your speed and strength will increase. The battle between the two was going on, Xiao Yu's realm was one weight lower, and every punch and kick was easily dodged by Xiao Yue'er.

"It's worthy of being the uncle's daughter, this has already touched the threshold of the sixfold realm." ”

"Sister Yue'er appeared in the first game, and we won't need it this year." ”

"Yes, you will be beaten up if you go up." ”

The following discussions rang out.

Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Yue'er's skills, although the speed was not bad, it was not worth mentioning in his eyes. Maybe it was because of the strength of the Blood Crystal Spirit Yuan, and when both of them were in the Fivefold Realm, Xiao Yao felt that she was much higher than her.