It should be the reason why she cried just now, her eyes are moist at this time.

Looking at her moist eyes, Zheng Shiyi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked, "Xiao Wanxue, is someone bullying you?"

Tang Wanxue shook her head and said, "No, tomorrow will be the clan competition, I'm afraid that Brother Zheng Shiyi will be in a bad mood, so I came over to take a look." ”

Zheng Shiyi touched her hair and said, "Little girl, it's been a year since this happened, don't worry, tomorrow I will definitely regain what I lost, and I will definitely enter the Xuanming Sect!"

"Come on, Brother Zheng Shiyi!" Tang Wanxue shook her little fist and left the room.

Looking at the departing Tang Wanxue, Zheng Shiyi's brows furrowed involuntarily, "What's weird about this little girl tonight, is there something to hide from me?"

Early the next morning, the Zheng family's martial arts arena was crowded with people.

Whether it was a disciple who usually practiced outside, or a clansman who ran a business outside, they all rushed back to their homes to witness this annual clan competition.

Among them, the highest call for winning the championship is Zheng Shan's brother Zheng Ping.

He was only sixteen years old now, but he had reached the cultivation of the fifth wheel of the Qi Chakra Realm.

Today, he can be said to be the first person in the young generation of the Zheng family.

In the last year, his brother Zheng Song won the championship and entered the Xuanming Sect.

This year, if he enters the Xuanming Sect again, then in the history of the Zheng family, there will be one more pair of brothers who have entered the Xuanming Sect.

At that time, Zheng Xuan, the third elder who was their grandfather, would greatly improve his status in the clan.

Zheng Ping has been in the Qi Chakra Realm for five rounds, and it has been a year.

In the eyes of the elders, this clan comparison is just a situation.

Knowing that Zheng Ping would inevitably win the clan competition and enter the Xuanming Sect, the elders who had been at odds with Zheng Xuan before took the initiative to give in and show favor to him.

Surrounded by the elders, he is even more beautiful than Zheng Desheng as the patriarch.

The juniors of the Zheng family talked about Zheng Ping enviously.

"At the age of sixteen, I entered the fifth wheel of the Qi Chakra Realm, and I was really envious of me!"

"To be precise, he entered the fifth wheel of the Qi Chakra Realm at the age of fifteen!"

"Yes, he entered the Qi Chakra Realm for five rounds last year!"

"The champion of this competition must be his!"

In the midst of their discussions, Zheng Shiyi came to the martial arts arena.

As soon as he arrived, many juniors exclaimed as if they had seen a foreign object, "Look! Look! I'm not mistaken, that waste scum has come to perform in the martial arts arena? Wasn't his martial soul taken away?"

"Does he still want to use his Qi Chakra Realm to participate in the clan competition?"

"He's not going to die, I heard my brother say that if he can't reach the four wheels of the Qi Wheel Realm, he will be played with the rhythm of going up!"

"It's a pity, if he is still ...... supreme spirit"

"Shhhh

Among these juniors, even if some of them have reached the third wheel of the Qi Chakra realm, they don't have the courage to participate in the clan competition.

Zheng Shiyi's talent wheel realm, he rarely participated in group activities in the past year, and at this time, he obviously came to participate in the clan competition.

Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, in the past, they couldn't climb Zheng Shiyi! Now, he is downcast...... Naturally, they will take revenge on him!

Looking at the juniors who were walking towards him, the three elders only smiled faintly.

It's not worth it to provoke juniors to jump for the sake of a waste.

"Wait, Zheng Ping seems to be heading towards that waste!"

When these juniors gathered towards Zheng Shiyi, they were surrounded by Zheng Shan and others, and Zheng Ping, who looked similar to Zheng Shan, also walked towards Zheng Shiyi.

The juniors who saw this scene immediately paused.

In order to compete for the championship of the clan and enter the Xuanming Sect, the feud between the three Zheng Ping brothers and Zheng Shiyi can be described as quite large.

In the last clan competition, Zheng Shiyi was drained of his supreme soul because he and Zheng Ping's brother Zheng Song won the championship.

Now that he has been reduced to waste, he still wants to snatch Zheng Ping's championship, will Zheng Ping make him feel better?

Under their eyes, Zheng Ping came to Zheng Shiyi's face, and asked very simply: Is it my brother who you injured?"

In the simple questioning, there is a strong smell of questioning, which sounds more like a reprimand than an inquiry, and the high-minded attitude can be clearly felt by anyone.

Zheng Shiyi frowned and nodded: "That's right." ”

"Very good!" Zheng Ping nodded with a sneer, squinted at Zheng Shiyi, and headed towards the competition area.

Zheng Shan's heart suddenly became excited! When he passed by Zheng Shiyi, he raised his little thumb and waved it again and again, and said with a bit of smugness in his smile: "You just wait for death!"

Then, he strode towards Zheng Ping.

"Waiting to die?"

Zheng Shiyi smiled and shook his head gently, if it was me in the past, participating in the competition was indeed tantamount to looking for death! Now, I have a peerless spiritual liquid that can only be possessed by the preparatory sect master of the Eternal Great Sect, and I have once again given birth to a new soul species! Although I don't know if it is still a supreme divine soul! But there are two martial souls in it, which has already shown that it is extraordinary!

"Brother Zheng Shiyi, you will definitely do it!"

In the crowd, Tang Wanxue became the only color in Zheng Shiyi's eyes, and she waved her small fist to make the loudest cheering sound, attracting everyone to look at her.

Zheng Shiyi also waved his fist in response, and when he saw the white-haired old flower farmer Qin Bo behind Tang Wanxue, he was a little puzzled in his heart, how could this old man's momentum be a little different from usual?

This old man usually only cares about flowers and plants, how can he be here today? Zheng Shiyi shook his head, collected his mind and didn't think too much, and prepared for the clan comparison.

The elder in charge of this clan was obviously trying to curry favor with Zheng Ping, and as soon as he arrived, he announced the start of this competition.

may be afraid of resentment with Zheng Ping, the number of disciples participating in this competition is much less than in previous years, and a total of twelve people participated.

Players draw lots to decide their opponents, and those who defeat their opponents go directly to the next round, and so on until the champion is decided.

The opponent Zheng Shiyi drew was a four-wheeled Qi Wheel Realm.

Looking at Zheng Shiyi who was walking to the ring, the clansmen showed surprised looks.

"Oh my God, this piece of waste really dares to stand in the ring!"

"Could it be that he still thinks of himself as a former genius?"

"For this kind of waste without self-knowledge, living is also a waste of air, it is better to kill him directly!"

The onlookers under the ring either showed the same eyes, or showed a forced gaze.

The opponent standing opposite Zheng Shiyi also showed a contemptuous look, he kept yawning, and said to Zheng Shiyi: "Someone paid me to break your hands and feet before I went to the ring, and now it's too late for you to get out of the ring." Don't move, I'll only break one of your legs......"

Zheng Shiyi's eyes swept over his opponent, and landed on Zheng Shan, who was smiling evilly not far from the ring, and said unhurriedly: "Even with you, you are qualified to collect money......?"

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid again! Zheng Shan's forehead was on fire when he heard this, and he ran in two steps in front of Zheng Shiyi's opponent Zheng Qing in the ring, and made a throat-cutting gesture in front of his throat.

Idiot? Zheng Qing suddenly felt insulted, so many people watched! He was actually scolded as a fool by such a waste!

Zheng Qing strode out, raised his elbow and flicked his fist, and slammed directly into the opponent's chest!

Zheng Shiyi's eyelids jumped, this punch was like a meteor, and it was enough to pick up the level of the strength of the four bulls! It seems that the family meteor fist practice is a bit hot!

Zheng Shiyi stepped forward in a reverse step, his palm arm was raised like a battle axe, and a thunderbolt slashed out quickly, smashing into the fist of the meteor fist!

"Bang Bang!"

The fists collided, and with his confident punch, he was easily repelled by the thunder three sounds, and the whole person vomited blood and flew off the ring.

The entire martial arts arena was as quiet as death.

The person who was still speculating before that Zheng Shiyi would break a few ribs was completely as petrified, with his mouth open stupidly, motionless looking at Zheng Shiyi who knocked his opponent out of the ring.

If you can punch the four rounds of the Qi Wheel Realm and spit blood in your mouth, you must have at least the strength of the five rounds of the Qi Wheel Realm!

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