Early in the morning, after a simple breakfast, the teenagers, under the leadership of Commander Hu, came to the square of the Lan family's residence to wait.

On the square, nine large-scale martial arts platforms are neatly built, each of which is in the shape of a garden, with a diameter of more than 30 battles, and there is enough space for martial artists to play.

The entire Lan family, counting the side lines, how many people there are, Seventeen has no concept at all.

Anyway, it was only a period of time, and the square larger than the Yiyang City Execution Ground was already full of people.

A young man asked in a low voice, "Lord Commander, how many people are in the Lan family?"

"If you count the side lines, there are still tens of thousands of people!" Commander Hu whispered, "but not all of them were present today. ”

Tens of thousands of family members, as orphans of seventeen is unimaginable.

"Today's annual exam, including you, there are 672 people in the group from thirteen to fifteen years old, the competition is very fierce, you have to play hard!" Hu Tongling continued, "Your martial arts competition is mainly carried out on the three martial arts platforms on the left, don't run around, there is no hint that you will be counted as Qi Quan, you must remember your number plate, and when someone will tell you to go up, you will go to the martial arts platform!"

A group of teenagers nodded earnestly.

The Blue Mansion is highly hierarchical, and a teenager of their status like Seventeen wears a warrior uniform issued from above.

Light blue, like a slave's son.

The children of the Lan family dress more casually, most of them are black and white.

Seventeen glanced at his number plate, six hundred and three, and the other companions were similar to him, all very backward, but it was said that who to fight against was chosen at random, and when to compare, it depended on luck.

No one approached the three rings, because the ring was surrounded by dense crowds.

Most of them were teenagers from the Lan family who came to compete, as well as relatives of the teenagers.

Raised by the Lan family, the idea of being loyal to the Lan family is deeply ingrained in their minds.

They all knew very well that they were domestic servants and could put themselves in the right position, so they all stood at the edge of the ring, looking at the Lan family peers who were competing in the ring from a distance.

The strength shown by the two Lan family teenagers who took the stage first made Seventeen a little dignified.

One of the two is an early stage martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm, and the other is stronger, a middle stage martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm.

A few thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers who were still gearing up and eager to try and wanted to prove themselves on the stage of the Lan Family's annual examination were completely hit when they saw the profound and exquisite martial arts performed by the two co-leaders on the stage in the ring!

The vast majority of their strength was only in the middle and late stages of the Condensation Realm, and if their opponents were the two on the tournament stage, they had no chance of winning.

The realm is too different!

"If it's Brother Seventeen, it should be fine!"

Lan Erwu said.

Since Seventeen became a Qi Sea Realm martial artist, these teenagers have begun to call him Brother Seventeen, just like the previous Brother Seventeen, whoever is strong is the elder brother!

Seventeen replied, "If it were just them, of course I would have won!"

"Great, Brother Seventeen, you have to work hard and try to get the first back!"

"Yes, Brother Seventeen, come on!"

“......”

Several teenagers in white warrior costumes looked at them, and when they heard their words, they turned back to say something at the same time, with a mocking smile on their faces.

Seventeen didn't care.

First place, it's really hard!

If the opponent is only a mid-stage Qi Sea Realm martial artist, he still has a chance, but the problem is that his opponent should not only be a mid-Qi Sea Realm martial artist!

In the afternoon, it was finally Seventeen's turn.

The situation was not optimistic, with more than two dozen companions taking the stage, and only five of them managed to advance to tomorrow's match.

The five of them were all peak martial artists of the Qi Condensation Realm, including Lan Erwu.

Chen Hao knew that the Condensation Qi Realm martial artists would not be able to compete for the last twenty appearance places, if he was not mistaken, among their batch of contestants, at least thirty Qi Sea Realm martial artists had already appeared.

"Seventy-nine, six hundred and three on stage to compete!"

"Brother Seventeen, it's your turn!"

"Hurry up!"

The people around the ring automatically made way for Seventeen.

He heard the sound of someone next to him talking.

"It turned out to be a domestic servant's child!"

"But it's so strong!"

"This is a martial arts competition, what's the use of being strong?"

“......”

Seventeen stepped on the competition platform, and there was an ordinary-looking young man opposite, the young man was holding a thin sword in his hand, the sword body of the thin sword was very shiny, and it should be at least a Xuan-level sword.

When the young man saw Seventeen's dress, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

He said happily: "It looks like I'm lucky today, and I can easily pass the test!"

Seventeen looked at each other with some wariness.

Looking at the other party's confident appearance, it shouldn't be a good stubble!

Seventeen was a little worried about whether he would meet a genius in the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm.

Someone in the audience suddenly shouted: "Changjian, hurry up and end the game, my father's legs are almost numb!"

Seventeen's opponent, Lan Changjian, shouted: "Okay, I'll come right away, you wait for me for another half an hour, maybe you don't need half an hour!"

Seventeen was a little skeptical, his luck might not be so bad!

"Let's finish the game quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, the other party rushed over.

Lan Changjian's swordsmanship is very exquisite, it should be a yellow-level top-grade wind attribute swordsmanship, and each sword is extremely fast, which is dazzling.

But Seventeen's reaction was not slow, and he decided to treat it cautiously, concentrate on it, and use the wide characteristics of the heavy sword to block the opponent's seven swordsmanship in a row.

After the seven swordsmanship, Seventeen was a little puzzled.

Lan Changjian's strength seems to be only at the level of the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm!

Could it be that he was wrong?

That's impossible!

As a mid-stage Qi Sea Realm martial artist, he still knew the approximate strength of a martial artist in the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm.

Seeing that the continuous strong attacks did not defeat the other party, Lan Changjian immediately put away his sword and stood up, and said to Seventeen: "Your strength is beyond my expectations, you are much stronger than the gang of domestic servants who came to power just now!"

"Hmm!" Seventeen nodded.

"Son, hurry up with me, don't talk nonsense with him!" shouted the voice in the audience just now.

"It looks like I can't end the fight in a short time if I don't show any real skills!"

"Yes!"

"Then you take it!"

Lan Changjian took a step, and the whole person rushed towards Seventeen with an extremely graceful attitude.

"Try the Wind Resisting Sword Technique that I just successfully cultivated, the first style Wind Howl!"

A sword stabbed in, with a piercing wind roar, piercing people's eardrums.

Xuan-level swordsmanship!

Seventeen grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and the blade of the sword with the other, holding the red blood heavy sword in front of him, and his shoulder against the heavy sword.

With a "dang" sound, the tip of Lan Changjian's sword bent into an arc, and then he was bounced back.

Seventeen put down his heavy sword with a strange expression and asked in a low voice, "Are you really an early stage martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm?"

Lan Changjian withdrew his long sword and said proudly: "How about it, are you afraid?" I admit that your strength is not bad, but if you continue, you will definitely lose, if you don't want to be hurt, how about just admitting defeat?"

Seventeen lifted the heavy sword, and the momentum on his body completely exuded, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm was undoubtedly revealed.