Wen Fan's eyes were dark, and thousands of pairs of eyes below were looking at him, not an enemy, but more terrible than an enemy! He wanted to take a step forward, but he couldn't lift his legs to say anything, and the sweat on his body was profuse.

Come on, just salute!

Flutter Tom - Wen Fan knelt down on the test table, first kowtowed three times, and then shouted respectfully: "Junior Wen Fan, kowtow to all the great ancestors, high ancestors, Xuan Taizu, and all the old ancestors!

The people on the field had actually heard about it, and when they saw Wen Fan saluting, the people below suddenly became lively.

"Hey—I used to be the lowest, and now I have a heavy ...... Grandson, haha, this feeling is so good!"

"No, my child's child will still be his heavy child in the future...... Master, it's really pleasing to look at this kid, and he will come to something, not bad. ”

"Oh, if I meet him in this competition, I'm really embarrassed to do it!

"Zhongding, don't look for steps, I heard my grandfather tell me, Wen Fan is already a fourth-level immortal general at the age of twenty, there is no opponent in the same age, and you have no play!"

"Fourth-level immortal general, then only our older generation can compete with him, my uncle is determined to win the first place in this competition." ”

“......”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, Wen Baikun slapped the table, and the solemn voice suddenly resounded throughout the square.

"Everyone, be quiet!

The children on the square lined up to sign up in front of the test table, and Wen Baikun said solemnly: "Fourth brother, you go to the outfield to see if there are any good seedlings this year, potential is one thing, and the most important thing is to test character." ”

"Don't worry, I know, I've been in charge of this for many years, and I don't need your advice. ”

Wen Fan didn't know what the rules of this family's competition were, so many children of the same clan, it was definitely not as small as the Beicang Wen family, but it was certain that the time for this competition would not be short.

Anyway, it's just a formality, Wen Fan doesn't care about any rules, and if he becomes the master of the hall in a few decades, let others do it.

"Little master, I have registered for you, originally I wanted to report you for a competition under the age of twenty, but the most powerful under the age of twenty is a first-class immortal general, so I reported the competition for you under the age of thirty, and you ranked seventh in the third group. ”

Dongyue handed Wen Fan a small wooden card, Wen Fan took it and looked at it, the palm-sized wooden card had his name on the front, and his age and strength level were marked on the back.

After turning over and over again, he didn't see any mystery in this small wooden sign, Wen Fan asked, "Xiaoyue, what's the use of this broken wooden sign?"

Dongyue pointed to a wall behind the test bench and said: "Little master, the family competition is the simplest way to fight, a total of ten groups, guarded by the top ten last year, you see that the ten larger wooden cards on the wall now are their names, if anyone defeats the champion, they will become the new champion, and the name card will be changed, until in the end, no one will attack, and the ten final champions will compete for the first place." ”

It turns out that this is the case, which means that the thousands of people present are not necessarily going to play, many people may just come to see the excitement, and depending on the registration situation, only more than half of the people should have registered.

There are now ten large wooden plaques hanging on the main wall, and Wen Fan deliberately looked at the name on the third one, which is called Wen Xingju.

"Dongyue, what kind of generation is Wen Xingju, what kind of strength?"

"Oh, he is an eighth-generation disciple, and when he became the champion last year, he was the initial strength of a fourth-level immortal general. ”

Wen Fan couldn't help but smack his tongue, the eighth generation of children, that means that he is a generation older than Wen Zhongding!

This family is too big, if one branch reproduces too fast, there will be a situation where the number of generations is older and the generation is younger, on the contrary, if each generation becomes a biological child later, then the generation will be bigger and bigger.

Less than thirty years old, he is already a fourth-level immortal general, which can be regarded as a peerless genius, and the name of one of the eight major families in the immortal world is indeed not false.

The competition platform of more than 100 zhang square circle was quickly divided into ten fields, and according to the grouping situation, the people who signed up began to move to the front of the competition table where they were, and the champion who guarded the ring finally came on the field.

Whoosh -- There seemed to be a flash of light on the three groups of test benches, and a young man was already standing proudly in the center of the test bench, wearing a neat cyan suit, wearing a black animal skin belt, with tiger eyes wide open and a resolute expression.

"Everyone, I don't think I need to introduce myself, last year I was lucky to become the final champion and finally finished seventh, this year I am thirty years old, this is the last time I will participate in the family competition, I will do my best to protect the position of the champion!

At the beginning of the competition, no one in the audience came to the stage to attack, and the time for a pillar of incense had passed, and everyone was still whispering, and no one wanted to be the first to attack on stage.

Wen Fan stood at the back of the crowd and asked Dongyue: "Xiaoyue, if he becomes the final champion again this year, then if he doesn't participate next year, won't there be one less champion?"

Dongyue explained: "No, if he can really win the championship, then next year, if there is a lack of champions, he will play the free ring, and whoever dares to go to the ring first will be the champion of the guard, but it is said that since there is a family competition, there are very few people who can become the final champion for two consecutive years, but if they are re-elected, they will have the opportunity to enter the family's cultivation treasure." ”

Cultivation treasure land?

Hearing these four words, Wen Fan smiled, if there is really a cultivation treasure land, then what place can compare to the Netherworld? It's really ridiculous.

However, Dongyue's next words still shocked Wen Fan.

The reason why the Wen family can become one of the eight major families is because of the powerful heritage and the mysterious space for cultivating elite disciples, in the underground of the Wen family ancestral hall, there is a strange space called the Qiankun Array that has existed for an unknown amount of time, and the cultivation speed in the Qiankun Array is a thousand times that of the outside world!!

If the cultivation speed can reach a thousand times that of the outside world, then they can indeed be compared with the Netherworld, but why should they be able to be re-elected to be eligible to enter the question Wen Fan still doesn't understand.

Although this Qiankun array is magical, Wen Fan sighed: "I don't think I have a chance to go, I will leave after this competition, who knows if I will participate in the family competition next year." ”

Dongyue said: "Little master, you don't have to be the champion to have a chance, the top three in the final competition every year can also enter the Qiankun Formation." ”

Wen Fan's interest was suddenly raised again, and he asked, "How long can you cultivate in that Qiankun Array every time?"

"Looking at personal ability, although the cultivation speed there is a thousand times that of the outside world, it is very dangerous, I don't know how dangerous it is, I have only heard about it. ”

The Wen family actually has such a treasure as the Qiankun Array, Wen Fan suddenly has a strong desire to go in and have a look, he is different from others, others are for cultivation, Wen Fan wants to understand why the Qiankun Array can be a thousand times faster than the cultivation speed outside.

At this time, there were already several attackers in the ring, and Wen Xingju, the leader of the three groups, had shouted six times in a row, but still no one came to the stage to attack.

A chair was placed in the ring, which was prepared for the champion, and Wen Xingju saw that no one was attacking, so he sat in the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Satsuki, I'll go up and attack! You cheer me up below. ”

Wen Fan walked forward, and at the same time, he had to face the smiling faces of the people on both sides, greeting them one by one.

"Hello ancestors, good ancestors......"

In this regard, the people of the Wen clan were still relatively kind, and a few even rubbed Wen Fan's head, pretending to be elders.

Walking all the way to the bottom of the ring, Wen Fan jumped into the ring, and Wen Xing, who was sitting on the chair, opened his eyes and shone brightly.

"Hey, it's you, Xiao Fan?"

Wen Fan showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled, and bowed down.

"Say hello to the ancestor, the younger generation saw that the ancestor was very bored in the ring, so he dared to come up to warm up with the ancestor, hehehe......"

Wen Xingju was bowed by Wen Fan, and the fighting intent exuded from his body immediately disappeared for most of the time, and he reluctantly smiled: "Xiao Fan, there is no need to be polite, but although you are a junior, I will still go all out! There are no eyes in the ring, and it is very possible to be injured or even die accidentally, you have to be careful!"

"Please teach the ancestors!"

"Then be careful, it's all over the place—the Shadowless Sword Soul!"

Wen Xingju's hand released the true qi, and out of thin air there was an extra nine-foot big knife, the blade of the knife was virtual and real, it looked like you were a knife, and it was like a beam of light.

And on the ground, there is really no shadow of a knife, it is for the soul of the knife!

Wen Fan really saw that a weapon could be forged to this extent, no one except a divine craftsman could do it, even Wen Fan had never tried to forge such a knife, at least a sixth-order artifact.

The knife moved, Wen Xingju's figure shook, drawing a string of phantoms, and countless knife shadows suddenly appeared in the ring, and a powerful killing intent flashed directly at Wen Fan.

"What a supernatural power!

Wen Fan also wanted to test the power of the ultimate water attribute after upgrading to excellence, so as soon as he made a move, it was the water escape of excellence.

As soon as this move came out, a huge Lang was set off in the ring, and it went straight to Wen Xingju, and the momentum was not weaker than Wen Xingju at all.

On the surface, it looked quite imposing, but everyone under the ring sighed.

"Alas, Uncle Sixth is metallic, although Xiao Fan's water attribute looks unusual, but I think Uncle Liu's knife is going to cut off Xiao Fan's water. ”

"Alas, this kid is also commendable, it's good to dare to go to the ring, I like it, even if I lose, I'm not ashamed. ”

Wen Fan is not a fool, if he uses the fire of excellence to deal with Wen Xingju, then his sword shadow in the sky is probably about to melt, but Wen Fan wants to try how to win in the case of inconsistent attributes.

The terrifying waves of the water escape have always been one of the killer moves of Wen Fanke's enemy, not only because the killing area is large, but because this skill can change its form at any time, and the inspiration for this comes from Jing Jun and Bing Yu Ning.

Wen Xingju found that Wen Fan was a water attribute attack, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, he snorted coldly, and even rushed into the giant Lang with a knife, such a water attribute attack could only produce some resistance under the cutting of his sword soul, but it couldn't stop him from rushing out of the giant Lang!

To be continued