On the battle platform under the mountain peak behind the Wang family, two figures crisscrossed and flickered, and the two of them fought together, fists and sword shadows, constantly bursting out from them, a surging wave of air, gusts of wind.

In the blink of an eye, the two have fought dozens of moves, but the two are similar in cultivation, and for a while, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Under the battle platform, the Wang family members watched the battle on the platform excitedly and nervously, and let out a cheering sound from time to time.

The elders sitting in the crowd were all smiling and nodding their heads.

When the Wang family arrived in this generation, its strength had skyrocketed, and the young generation had amazing potential, and one genius after another had emerged, making them, the elders of the family, seem to have seen the strength of the Wang family not long after.

On the high platform, Wang Lufeng's expression gradually calmed down, and a smile of relief appeared on his thin face, the young disciples of this generation were a little stronger than he expected, just five or six battles, he saw two talented juniors, which made him already think about whether to increase the number of ancestral disciples.

"Brother Feng, I heard that not long ago, there was a talented young man in your Wang family, and even you were shocked, I don't know if you can be among the candidates to participate in the selection this time?" Hong Peng looked at the young people in the Wang family who came to the stage to compete one by one, and secretly compared with the younger generation in his own family, his expression was slightly moved.

Just the dozen or so people who had just come to power, he found a teenager who was no less than Hong Xiu of the Hong family, which made him not only have a trace of worry about the future of the Hong family.

He remembered a piece of news from the Wang family before, and couldn't help but open his mouth to inquire, if there really is such a young man, then it is estimated that it is really a bit amazing.

As the ancestors of a clan, if their talents have not reached the absolute level, they are no longer worthy of their attention, and ordinary genius families will naturally cultivate them carefully, and there is no need for them to come forward at all.

"Are you talking about Haochen's child?" Wang Lufeng's face couldn't help but show a trace of gloom, and then said lightly: "He's dead!"

"Dead?" Hong Peng was slightly stunned, he couldn't imagine that there was really such a young man, and the Wang family hadn't even tried his best to protect him, so he would die.

"We cultivators, life and death are normal, and when he dies, we can only say that he doesn't have the life to become a strong person, and he can't complain about others. Wang Lufeng said calmly.

Although he also felt a slight pity in his heart, and he also knew that someone in the family must have secretly attacked, Wang Haochen's death was a little strange, but in his eyes, a living genius, that is the real genius, dead, no matter how talented it is, what is the point of pursuing it, it can only consume the strength of the family.

Avenge?

That's even more ridiculous, there are tens of thousands of people in the family, if he wants to take revenge on any one who dies, then he must not die of exhaustion.

He just kept those thieves in Yinshan in mind, and when there was a suitable opportunity to do it, then he would not hesitate to make a move, but it was also to show the majesty of the Wang family.

"Wang Shibi! Wang Jingliang!"

After the half-match was over, the injured person had just been carried down, and in the majestic voice of the martial pavilion elder, two names were spit out again.

Two figures suddenly flew out from the crowd, both at extremely fast speeds, and as soon as Elder Wu Ge's words fell, the two of them were already standing on the battle platform.

Wang Shibi is young, he is already dignified, he has been living abroad all these years, and he has probably seen a lot of big scenes, standing on the battle platform, he is not nervous at all, he is calm, and he has a sense of courage.

Wang Shibi is the great-grandson of the Third Elder, and his talent is extraordinary, and Elder Wuge also wants to give him face, so he nodded slightly.

This is already extremely rare, although it is an ancestral hall disciple selection battle, and those who come up are all geniuses, and the martial pavilion elders have always been bent on their faces, as if they are unpretentious.

Compared with Wang Shibi, Wang Jingliang looks a little inferior, standing on the battle platform, his expression is full of nervousness, and he is cautious when he walks.

In fact, he doesn't blame him, he has been living in the Wang family, since he stepped into the Heavenly Realm, he has not fought with anyone in the same realm, and Wang Shibi has a huge pressure on him, like a boulder, dead to him, and he is not allowed to resist at all.

Wang Shibi's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Acquired Realm, and he has only just reached the Acquired Realm of the Seventh Level, and this huge gap makes the two have no comparison at all.

"You admit defeat, it will save you from the pain of flesh and skin. Wang Shibi put his hands behind his back, with a hint of arrogance on his face, and said to Wang Jingliang.

Wang Jingliang was also aggrieved in his heart, in the selection of people who participated in the selection of ancestral disciples, his cultivation was almost the weakest, he didn't want to win the place of ancestral disciples, that is, he wanted to fight hard in front of all the clansmen, and earn some face and status in the family, but he didn't think that he was so unlucky, he was the weakest, and he actually met the strongest person who was estimated to be the strongest among the people who participated in the war this time.

There is no hope at all, there is not even a chance for a fight, the gap is too big.

Actually, it's not a matter of luck at all, it's all arranged by the family.

In order to avoid those true geniuses in the family from encountering at the beginning and fighting to the death when they come up, which will affect the battles later, the order of the battle is determined after the study of the family elders.

The geniuses are divided into two groups, the first batch has some hope of winning the place of ancestral hall disciples, and the latter group is almost completely hopeless, the two groups of people are paired up to fight each other, and Wang Jingliang belongs to the latter group, and Wang Shibi is the top among the previous group.

This avoids internal friction to the greatest extent, and also saves the time of the big war, and the battle is evenly matched, unless someone hides the strength, it is difficult to see.

"I ...... Admit defeat!" Wang Jingliang bowed his head extremely unwillingly, and there was a look of loneliness on his body.

"Wang Shixuan!

After Wang Shibi and Wang Jingliang jumped off the stage, Elder Wuge read out two more names without pause, which were the candidates for the next battle.

Wang Shixuan held the Wuyi sword in his hand, and stood quietly beside Feng Qi with his eyes closed, hearing his name, his eyes suddenly opened, and in the depths of his eyes, a faint touch of dark red flashed.

Wang Shixuan is also one of the geniuses who emerged from the selection of the disciples of the Ancestral Hall, and everyone didn't think that after he lost to Wang Haochen in the dark small world, in just a few months, he quietly broke through to the acquired realm, and his cultivation also reached the fourth level of the acquired realm.

However, among the people who participated in the selection battle of the Ancestral Hall disciples this time, the Quadruple of the Acquired Realm was not too eye-catching, and it only attracted the attention of a small number of people.

"Xuan'er, there is no room for error this time!" Feng Qi turned his head to look at Wang Shixuan, and said in a cold voice.

"Mother rest assured, the child will definitely win the place of the ancestral hall's disciple!" Wang Shixuan bowed slightly and said in a condensed voice.

Wang Shixuan's firm tone immediately attracted dozens of eyes from the audience, and those people were all sitting nearby, including elders and strong people...... The status is not low.

"Feng Qi forced this kid Shixuan too hard, with his fourfold cultivation of the acquired realm, even if he tried hard, there was no hope. Several elders shook their heads secretly in their hearts.

"Is this kid crazy, just with his little strength, and still want to win the only place?" Of course, some people showed disdain.

Wang Shixuan strode forward, slowly walked to the bottom of the battle platform, and jumped onto the battle platform, so that the Martial Pavilion Elders who were waiting on the battle platform frowned slightly, but fortunately, the Martial Pavilion Elders still had some friendship with Feng Qi, so he couldn't help but not have a seizure.

Wang Shixuan was dressed in dark red armor, holding the Wuyi sword in his hand, his breath was calm, and after he came to the stage, he stood in place, without even looking at his opponent.

Wang Shixuan is the second batch of candidates in the back, and Wang Mingyuan is the first batch, who was designated as a seed player by the family elders, his cultivation is not weak, and he has the cultivation of the fifth level of the acquired realm, he saw that Wang Shixuan dared to ignore him, and his face suddenly flashed with anger.

"Let's go!"

Elder Wu Pavilion let out a soft snort, and then stepped back.

Wang Shixuan's eyes suddenly raised, and then he walked straight towards Wang Mingyuan step by step.

"Wang Shixuan, you are arrogant!" Wang Mingyuan couldn't hold it anymore, his mouth was low, his palm was clenched, and the powerful Yuan Force suddenly gathered in his hand, he stepped forward, rushed out, and rushed towards Wang Shixuan.

This punch, he has used his most powerful martial arts, the Xuan-level high-grade Ganglei Fist, and what he is using now is the most powerful move in the Ganglei Fist, once it hits the opponent, the fist will explode like Ganglei, with terrifying destructive power.

Wang Shixuan's eyes were deep, the dark red color swam, he didn't seem to see the horror of Wang Mingyuan's move at all, and still walked slowly.

"You brought it on yourself!" Wang Mingyuan roared angrily, and the power in his fist skyrocketed again.

"Boom"

The fist broke through the air, like a muffled thunder rolling, and the momentum was amazing.

There was a sneer at the corner of Wang Shixuan's mouth, and then he raised his left hand, and Wang Mingyuan, who was not in a hurry, grabbed it.

"Bang!"

The fists touched, and a powerful force passed through the air.

"Huh?" Wang Mingyuan's face changed in shock.

But before he could react, above Wang Shixuan's palm, there was a terrifying power that suddenly emerged, and as soon as his palm rotated, his body couldn't help but spin and fly, under his wide eyes, Wang Shixuan's right leg wearing combat boots slowly kicked over, the speed was not fast, but he didn't have any room to dodge.

How can this be, I have a five-fold cultivation in the Acquired Realm, which is one level higher than him, how can I defeat him?

How could his power be so great?

Wang Mingyuan's eyes and face were full of surprise.

"Bang!"

With a terrifying huge force, that kick on Wang Mingyuan's abdomen, making his face instantly red, and then flew out of the battle platform like a mist, and before he landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person was already unconscious.

"Wang Shixuansheng!" Elder Wu Ge also looked at Wang Haochen with a look of surprise, but he still announced loudly.

This kid is obviously not in a high realm, why is his combat power so terrifying?

Elder Wu Ge originally thought that in this battle, the two would fight for a while, but he didn't expect that as soon as he retreated, the battle would be over.

It was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to stop Wang Shixuan's kick behind him.

Wang Shixuan bowed slightly to the Elder of the Martial Pavilion, and slowly walked towards the bottom of the battle platform, which was quiet, and no one was talking about anything anymore.

"Next game, Wang Haochen!Wang Shihui!" Elder Wu Ge said loudly.

"Wang Haochen?" suddenly a whispering voice sounded in the audience.

"Isn't he all dead, how can he still participate in the selection battle?" some people wondered.

(End of chapter)