The day flies by, and the New Year arrives as promised.

The Chinese New Year is the most important day of the year, both for ordinary people and for the high spirits.

On this day, every household set off firecrackers, gongs and drums shook the sky, everyone was celebrating, and big things had to be put aside, and then we would talk about it after the New Year. The streets are full of children running and playing.

Ordinary families may just be a family reunion, put on new clothes, and eat some food that they are not usually willing to buy. However, the wealthy family is much more grand, and there are many ceremonies to sacrifice the ancestors.

The ancestral hall of the Han family clan covers an extremely wide area, a huge altar is extremely magnificent, and the central square is crowded with people, and more than a dozen clansmen are killing pigs and sheep next to it, preparing to sacrifice their ancestors. All the children of the Han family came to the ancestral hall and respectfully performed the ceremony of worshipping the ancestors. This was supposed to be presided over by the head of the family, but this time the head of the family, Han Xiong, actually asked to preside over it.

And at the edge of the square of the clan ancestral hall, in addition to the Han family guards wearing Xuantie armor standing in an orderly manner, there are also some slaves and maidservants, who are also curious to look inside, and the sound of fine discussion suddenly rises, which is extremely lively.

After tossing for most of the day, I finally completed this complicated ritual ceremony.

But it was already afternoon.

According to the family rules of the Han family, a family competition of the younger generation will be held after the family festival every year, and the family competition is more important to select talents for the family, so whether it is a direct or collateral clan, they can participate in the family competition.

This year's New Year's festival is no exception, as soon as the festival ceremony ends, all the clansmen of the Han family gather in front of the huge altar in an orderly manner, and sit down according to their seniority and status, and the rank is quite strict.

The head of the family, Han Lin, the five elders, and Han Feng's four uncles, including Han Lei's father, sat down on the edge of the altar one after another, and there were ten positions on the edge of the altar, and sitting was the pillar of the entire family. Sitting in the center of the front was Han Xiong, who had a white beard, was full of energy, smiled, and was in an extremely happy mood.

And the rest of the Han family all stood behind the seats of Han Lin and the others.

Han Lin coughed, and suddenly everyone fell silent, and in an instant, the entire altar suddenly became silent.

Han Lin's eyes were like lightning, he swept around the ring, and when he saw Han Feng, he couldn't help but stop for a moment, and then he looked away: "Another year has passed! Strong competitiveness is the foundation of my Han family, according to the convention, this year, as in previous years, there will also be a competition between the young and middle-aged people of the clan!"

He paused for a moment, and then said: "This year, as in previous years, the young people under the age of fourteen who can enter the top three regardless of their direct lineage will be able to get a place to go to Canglang Academy to cultivate, this is a big opportunity, only once a year, I hope you all cherish this opportunity and do your best to compete!"

As soon as Han Lin's words fell, thunderous applause suddenly rang out around the altar!

After the applause dissipated, Han Lin continued: "There are three chairs placed next to the audience seat of the clan ancestral hall, and everyone can sit on them! But as long as they sit up, they have to meet the challenges of others, and once they lose, they have to give up their seats, and each person can only lose three times, and those who have lost three times cannot continue to challenge! When no one challenges, the last three people sitting on the chairs are the top three in this competition! When the time comes, the competition will be re-contested to determine the order of the top three! The first place winner will receive a bottle of Pulse Forging Pill with 1,500 taels of gold coins and 30 spirit stones, 2nd place: 1 bottle of Pulse Forging Pill with 1,000 taels of gold coins and 20 spirit stones, and 3rd place: 1 bottle of Pulse Forging Pill with 1,000 taels of gold coins. ”

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the surrounding crowd, and everyone wanted to occupy a seat, because once they entered the top three, they could get those rewards, which were rewards that made everyone blush! But for Han Feng, these rewards could not make him interested at all, and they became chicken ribs. The only thing that interests me is the place to go to Canglang Academy to cultivate.

But the person who sits on the chair on the field first will become the enemy of everyone, which means that the more challenges are accepted, the so-called ants bite the elephant to death, and the strength is too high to stand the wheel war!

For a while, only Han Feng and Han Lei, whose face was bruised and swollen, sat on a chair respectively, and one chair was empty.

Han Feng and Han Lei sat down, no one dared to challenge them at all, the day before yesterday, Han Feng and Han Lei's funny performance in front of the front yard hall had made them both firmly in the top two, but it was quite a pity that Han Lei's sad performance was shocking. Luckily, there was still a chair available, and that was the focus of the rest.

A moment later, a beautiful woman from under the altar walked up to the arena and sat gently on the third chair.

This woman is about eleven or twelve years old, with a beautiful face, extremely bewitching red lips, waterfall-like hair draped down, and the twin peaks stand proudly, curvy, and extremely charming, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Han Wei!" suddenly came from the audience.

Han Feng heard the noisy screams from the audience, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the third chair, and couldn't help but be moved, and secretly exclaimed: "How old are you, you have developed like this, and you will have it in the future!"

And Han Lei, who was sitting next to Han Feng, had almost completely protruded his eyes, looking at Han Wei beside him intently, his originally swollen face was almost purple, and he kept swallowing saliva, looking extremely funny.

"Now that the chairs are full, let's start the family challenge!" Han Lin said lightly.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed as a subordinate slowly walked up to the altar, clasped his fists around and saluted, and shouted in a loud voice: "My name is Han Ye, and I am the referee of this year's family competition! I hope everyone can point to this family competition, if there is any malicious injury or murder, the qualification for the family competition will be cancelled! Now the family challenge starts to timer, within a quarter of an hour, if no one challenges it, it will be regarded as the top three on the field!"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately stepped forward to challenge, and the target of this challenge was naturally Han Wei, the weakest of the three.

"It's Han Xin!" screams rang out from the audience, and the atmosphere suddenly boiled.

These proud sons of the Han family will perform for the first time, and they are quite looking forward to it.

Han Xin, who walked to the stage, first clasped his fists in the direction of the crowd and saluted, and in full view of everyone, walked quickly to Han Wei, bent down slightly, and then said loudly to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Ye!

Han Wei smiled slightly on her beautiful face, walked into the field with an indifferent expression, nodded under the gaze of everyone, and laughed softly: "Okay, I accept it!"

"Hehe, I finally advanced to the ninth order of the spirit disciple last night, Han Wei, you have to be more careful yourself!" Han Xin was graceful and reminded Han Wei in a loud voice.

Han Xin's palms were slightly erect, and the light woody aura lingered on it, he exhaled deeply, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed straight towards Han Wei There was no dazzling feeling in the low-level battle, everything was the simplest collision, except for the use of weapons, there were fancy moves.

"Aoki swims in the palm of his hand!"

Han Xin's figure quickly bullied Han Wei's side, and above his right palm, the woody aura was slightly condensed, and with a wave of his right palm, he slashed at Han Wei's chest fiercely.

Han Lei, who was beside Han Feng, swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, and moaned softly: "It would be great if it was me on the field!"

There were also people in the audience who were loud at this time.

"Han Xin, it's in the wrong place!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening laughter from the audience.

The oncoming gust of palm wind blew the hair in front of Han Wei's forehead, coupled with the coaxing of everyone in the audience, Han Wei's beautiful face was even more delicate and charming against the backdrop of shy red clouds.

When Han Xin's palm was about to reach Han Wei's chest, Han Wei took a step to the left without hurry, quickly pulled out the sword in his hand, and stabbed Han Xin in the abdomen with an extremely strange and light sword move.

The careless Han Xin was caught off guard, and was suddenly shocked, hurriedly stopped his figure, and flashed to the right, but he was unstable on one foot, softened, and fell on all fours.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Han Xin reacted quite quickly at this time, quickly got up, and dodged towards the other side with a red face, but Han Wei did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and still stood in place. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said jokingly: "Han Xin, your speed is too slow, your strength is too small, and there are too many flaws, you are not my opponent, so let's go down." ”

"Han Wei, whether I'm strong or not, it doesn't matter if you say it!"

Han Xin sneered, put on a posture, and with a whoosh, rushed towards Han Wei again.

"Han Xin, since you want to suffer a little more, I will fulfill you!" Han Wei smiled and said coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the momentum on Han Wei's body continued to rise, and a layer of hazy mist surrounded her body, casting a misty step, and quickly leaned over to Han Xin. The sword in his hand swung out a sword light, and dozens of sword shadows connected to Han Xin's body.

"Soft Water Sword Technique!" suddenly came from the audience.

This soft water sword technique is the secret book of the advanced spirit level in the third layer of the Han family's library pavilion, and you must reach at least the ninth level of the spirit disciple to start cultivating, and you need a water attribute spirit to practice.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of tearing clothes that could be heard clearly on the field, and Han Xin, who was shrouded in sword light, instantly flew all over his body.

Han Wei's swordsmanship is very exquisite, she has completely learned the essence of soft water swordsmanship, the technique is light, the sword in her hand only touches Han Xin's clothes and immediately retracts, and the transformation of the sword move is extremely fast, without the slightest drag.

After a while, Han Wei retreated back to the same place again, leaving only Han Xin with a red face, his face became extremely gloomy, and he stood in the center of the field stupidly, almost none of the clothes Han Xin was wearing at this time were intact.

"Han Xin, you should be satisfied now. Don't admit defeat yet!" Han Wei's cold voice came from the side again.

"I admit defeat!" Han Xin quickly returned to normal, clasped his fists in the direction of the elder's seat, and quickly ran down the field.

The audience burst into thunderous applause