In the arena, many people are talking and laughing, on the surface, everyone seems to be happy and complimenting each other, but in fact, what they think in their hearts, who knows.

This is an important game, since everyone is harmonious now, but when the game really starts, everyone is very desperate.

There are many big families of the Lingxi Kingdom who came to participate in the competition today, and they sent their sons and daughters here to participate in the competition, and only by winning the competition can they have the opportunity to go to the most powerful spiritual cultivation academy in the Honghuang Continent to cultivate.

"Look, isn't that the waste lady of the Murong family?"

"She's a waste, what is she doing at the scene of the Fighting Spirit Competition?"

"It's hard to happen, she wants to come to the competition too."

"Huh."

"No, she's here to compete, she's just here to die."

"Could it be that there is no one else in the Murong family? Even this kind of waste came to participate. ”

"That's it, that's it."

"The Murong family is exhausted."

"Don't you think you're ashamed to wear a veil?"

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it."

"Shame on you."

When some people saw that Murong Chuqing also appeared at the scene of the Douling Competition, they were not only surprised, but also despised it.

Everyone in Lingxi Country knew that Murong Chuqing was just a piece of waste, and he actually dared to come to participate in the Spirit Fighting Competition.

If the Murong family really has no one, that's it, but isn't there anyone else in the Murong family.

"Young Master Murong ......"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were originally focused on Murong Chuqing alone, but when they heard the voice from over there, everyone turned their heads to look.

The person who came was Murong Chuyu, who was Murong Zhengtao's nephew and Murong Chuqing's cousin.

Murong Chuyu was walking gracefully, and the young women present were staring at him intently when they saw his appearance.

Even Murong Chuqing would look at Murong Chuyu in a daze.

The Murong family, Murong Zhengtao is the head of the family, his brothers, and his nephews, all peep into his position as the head of the family, eager to replace him as soon as possible, Murong Chuyu's thoughts are naturally no exception.

Murong Zhengtao naturally knew the thoughts of those people, even if he wanted to give up the position of the head of the family, he would only pass on the position of the head of the family to his daughter.

After all, Murong Zhengtao has no children under his knees and only three daughters, which is also the biggest regret in his life.

"Uncle!" Murong Chuyu walked to Murong Zhengtao's side and hurriedly bowed.

"Chu Yu, why are you here so late? The race is about to begin. Murong Zhengtao heard Murong Chuyu's voice, so he looked at him.

"There was a delay in some things, but fortunately we came." Murong Chuyu responded.

"It's good to come, everyone is talking about it just now, in this year's Fighting Spirit Competition, the first place must be you again." Murong Zhengtao looked at Murong Chuyu with a smile on his face.

In almost a row of fighting spirit competitions, Murong Chuyu won the first place.

"I hope I can meet my opponent today." Murong Chuyu hid the thoughts in his heart.

"Cousin, it's been a long time." Murong Yuyao looked at Murong Chuyu and hurriedly walked to his side.

"Ah Yao, are you sure you can win today's game?" Murong Chuyu looked at Murong Yuyao and asked.

"It's nature." Murong Yuyao nodded, she was very confident in herself.

"This is ......" Murong Chuyu noticed that Murong Chuqing was standing beside Murong Yuyao.

"She, cousin, don't you remember? We have a big waste sister in our family. Murong Yuyao glanced at Murong Chuqing with a look of disdain.

"She's Chu Qing? I almost forgot that I had a younger sister. Murong Chuyu heard Murong Yuyao say this, and then he remembered Murong Chuqing.

"Hello cousin." Murong Chuqing looked at Murong Chuyu and smiled faintly.

Although Murong Chuqing's face was covered with a veil, Murong Chuyu seemed to be able to vaguely see the smile on her face.

"The game is about to start, Aqing, I have a few words for my father to say to you." Murong Zhengtao was still a little worried about Murong Chuqing, and he had to explain some matters about the game.

"Father, tell me." Murong Chuqing nodded, she would listen carefully.

"In a short game, you must not be reckless, remember, saving your life is the most important thing." Murong Zhengtao explained well.

Hearing what Murong Zhengtao said, Murong Chuqing knew that her father was caring about herself, and her heart felt warm.

Subsequently, many people took their seats.

Murong Zhengtao, as the head of the Murong family, he and Mrs. Murong also sat down.

Just now, everyone saw it with their own eyes, when Murong Zhengtao looked at Murong Chuqing, his eyes were full of love.

However, Murong Chuqing is just a waste after all, but Murong Zhengtao loves his waste daughter so much.

Murong Yuyao and Mrs. Murong also saw that scene, and their mother and daughter both hated it.

"Mother, you see, my father actually cares so much about Murong Chuqing's cheap girl." Murong Yuyao was unhappy, approached Mrs. Murong's ear, and whispered.

"Hmph......" Mrs. Murong saw it, but what could she do.

Mrs. Murong didn't know what had happened to Murong Zhengtao these days.

In the past, Murong Zhengtao ignored Mrs. Murong, but now he has such a strange attitude towards Murong Chuqing, which is also strange.

"Wait for the next game, I will let Murong Chuqing lose badly, and I will make her suffer." Murong Yuyao's eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"Your Majesty has arrived at ......"

"The queen drove to ......"

Unexpectedly, in this year's Fighting Spirit Competition, Duanmu Zhanyue and Queen Nangong would actually come.

"Greetings to Your Majesty, Queen Mother!"

When everyone saw Duanmu Zhanyue and Queen Nangong coming, they hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

"Get up." Duanmu Zhanyue glanced at the people present and asked everyone to get up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone got up one after another and hurriedly thanked them.

"I didn't know that Your Majesty and the Queen Mother would come, and the ministers would not welcome you from afar." Murong Zhengtao hurriedly said.

"I and the queen are just here to have a good time." Duanmu Zhanyue smiled.

"Your Majesty, this year's Douling Competition is very competitive, and everyone is a master." Murong Zhengtao is the host of every session of the Fighting Spirit Competition, and this year is naturally no exception.

"When does the game start??" Duanmu Zhanyue is looking forward to who the top three will be this year.

"You can start now." Murong Zhengtao turned around and looked at everyone, "This year is the triennial Douling Competition, and this year will select outstanding sorcerers to participate in the national competition, so I hope everyone will do their best." ”

At the huge competition scene, Murong Zhengtao's voice reached everyone's ears......

The content of each year's Douling Competition is the same.

The first is to use the spirit bead to sense the aura in the participant's body, which accounts for two points.

The second is the fighting beast, the spirit beast is a spirit beast raised by the Nangong family, and a few were bought as one of the fighting spirit competitions, as long as the beast can be successfully tamed, it will be won, which accounts for three points.

The third is the spirit fight, the duel between two and two, and it is also the most important in the entire spirit fighting competition, which accounts for five points.

The winners of each group will then enter the finals, and finally select the top three surgeons to participate in the national competition.

"Game on!"

Murong Zhengtao's voice had just fallen, and those sorcerers who had come to participate in the competition were ready.

The competition has already begun, and the contestants are excited and everyone hopes to make it to the finals.

"The first time to test the aura, the first contestant, Murong Yuyao."

Steward Li's voice rang out.

The first person to come to power was Murong Yuyao.

Everyone knows Murong Yuyao's ability, but there are many contestants, and they don't know if she can enter the finals.

Murong Yuyao seemed to be full of confidence in herself, and she faced everyone with a confident face.

Everyone's eyes were on Murong Yuyao.

"Murong Yuyao, the third stage of the Xuanyuan Sect's Middle Spirit."

In fact, Murong Yuyao was already in the third stage of the Xuanyuan Sect's spirit three years ago, and after three years, her spiritual power had not improved at all.

Although there was no progress, Murong Yuyao looked disapproving.

I saw that Murong Yuyao glanced at Murong Chuqing, who was standing below.

"The second contestant, Murong Chuqing."

When Steward Li read Murong Chuqing's name, everyone present was very surprised.

I didn't expect that a waste like Murong Chuqing would dare to participate in the competition, it seems that she is here to die.

"Why did Murong Chuqing come to participate in the competition?"

"No matter what, Murong Chuqing is also Murong Zhengtao's daughter, but she will let her own daughter die."

"A waste also comes to the competition, and it is not self-sufficient."

"If people want to die, then fulfill her."

"Humph......"

"I'm Murong Chuqing, it's my first time to participate in the competition, please give me a lot of advice."

"Ah Qing, let's let the others play first."

Originally, Murong Zhengtao planned to let Murong Chuqing play first, but after thinking about it, he still let her play later.

"Father's ......"

When Murong Chuqing was about to speak, Murong Yuyao hurriedly stopped, "Sister, my father is also for your good, you better play later." ”

"Yes, Aqing." Murong Zhengtao nodded.

"Uncle, can I play first?"

The one who spoke was a little boy about ten years old, he was Murong Yuhao, the youngest of the Murong family, but although he was young, his spiritual power should not be low.

Murong Yuyao came to the stage and looked at Murong Zhengtao.

"Yu Hao, since you stand on the stage first, then you go first." Murong Zhengtao looked at Murong Yuhao.

"Yes, uncle." Murong Yuhao was ready.

This time, everyone's attention was on the ten-year-old boy.

Looking at Murong Yuhao's brown pupils, everyone knew that he was cultivating the Xuanyuan Sect, and as for how much his spiritual power was, everyone didn't know.

After all, Murong Yuhao participated in the competition for the first time. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Demon Concubine is on the Top: The Addiction of the Black Husband", and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~