"Thank you!"

Yang Liuping breathed a few sighs of relief, felt that the qi and blood in his body were slightly calmed down a little before he stood up, staring at Yang Ningfeng standing in the white line, with envy of the other party's strength in his eyes, but also with gratitude for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, and finally, he hugged Yang Ningfeng with a fist, and then turned to leave.

"It's getting more and more hateful!"

After seeing Yang Liuping's easy defeat, he even had to thank Yang Ningfeng, which fell in Yang Xuanhong's eyes, and felt that Yang Ningfeng was taking the opportunity to buy people's hearts and deliberately demonstrate to him, and he was both angry and jealous in his heart, so he vented his anger on the opponent's body, and suddenly flew up in the air, pounced forward, and opened the opponent's fists with both hands, and when the opponent's empty door was wide open, his body directly volleyed in the air, and his feet kicked on the opponent's chest.

Katsa!

Broken bones!

Yes!

Yang Xuanhong's opponent howled miserably, his body flew upside down, fell out of the white line, his body slid seven or eight meters away from the ground, lying on the ground, his hand raised and pointed at Yang Xuanhong, his mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything, and then he fainted, and before he fainted, his eyes were full of incomprehension and resentment.

Seeing this scene, the people who were already truces looked at Yang Xuanhong one by one, and their faces became a little complicated.

That's Yang Xiaoshan!

The battle against Yang Xuanhong was Yang Xiaoshan, who had the best relationship with Yang Mingtao in the clan before, and was Yang Mingtao's best friend.

The best friend of his younger brother who had just died was now defeated by his ruthless serious injury, and he didn't give any affection, and everyone really felt a chill rising in their hearts for Yang Xuanhong's performance.

Everyone is thinking, is this considered a person walking tea?

It's so unsentimental!

The performances of Yang Xuanhong and Yang Ningfeng, of course, also fell into the eyes of other spectators, including the high-level leaders of the Yang family.

Although Yang Xuanhong's strength is indeed a well-deserved first-day talent, compared to Yang Ningfeng's willingness to thank those who have been defeated, this difference is between the two, Yang Ningfeng's character seems to be a little more benevolent and tolerant, which is better, while Yang Xuanhong is ruthless!

At this point, even Yang Wentang, who is Yang Xuanhong's father, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart again.

If Yang Xuanhong knew that his momentary anger made the people in the clan who originally supported him begin to be disappointed in him, but instead changed his opinion of Yang Ningfeng, he was afraid that he would regret that he couldn't control his emotions. Of course, with his temperament, he will definitely hate Yang Ningfeng even more!

The other battles also divided the winners and losers one after another, Yang Xuanhong, Yang Ningfeng and Yang Zhengcheng, the three favorites, did not disappoint, they all won, and everyone's performance was decent, almost as everyone imagined.

Of course, everyone was not surprised that Yang Liuping lost to Yang Ningfeng, so Yang Ningfeng defeated Yang Liuping, and the clansmen did not feel surprised by his strength, and Yang Ningfeng himself did not feel anything good about it, and stood in the circle calmly, waiting for the arrival of the second round.

"The nine pairs have all divided the winners and losers, and the winner of the first round standing in the white circle will be the one who will be awarded a silver prize of 1,000 taels per person!"

Yang Ankang glanced at Yang Ningfeng's nine people, and said loudly.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A round of applause rang out in the square to congratulate the nine winners of the first round.

"A thousand taels?"

Several people's eyes lit up.

The living expenses that the clan distributes to the younger generation every month are not much, and one thousand taels is not a small amount for everyone, and even Yang Xuanhong can't help but have a little joy on his face. And those who lose can only secretly sigh that their skills are not as good as others, and they can only be envious of this thousand taels.

However, Yang Ningfeng's face was calm. It's not that he treats money like dung, but a thousand taels of silver really doesn't have much attraction to him now!

However, when he heard the words of the prize, he suddenly remembered that he should still have silver in the Chamber of Commerce!

"With Tang Ming's gaze, the money for the auction of the Ten Complete Repair Liquid must be much more than what I advanced, I don't know if the auction is finished now? If it is sold out, maybe I still have tens of thousands of taels of silver in the Chamber of Commerce now......" Tang Ao felt that he had to find a way to get this money back.

"Now that the second round is about to begin, would you like to take a break?"

After announcing the reward, Yang Ankang swept his eyes, and the nine winners were all easy wins, so he wanted to continue to start the second round, so he asked out loud.

"No!"

Yang Ningfeng and the others all shook their heads, indicating that the second round of the competition could be held immediately.

"Okay, then you guys come and draw lots now!"

Yang Ankang turned around and picked up the bamboo tube, checked the lottery in the tube, and said.

Yang Ningfeng's nine people all stepped forward to draw lots, and when drawing lots, Yang Ningfeng and Yang Xuanhong glanced at each other, Yang Ningfeng smiled indifferently, and Yang Xuanhong snorted coldly.

Seeing that the two of them had a strong smell of gunpowder, the others were silent, so as not to touch the lord who was now in the most fierce position in the clan in terms of strength and limelight.

Each person drew a lot, and when Yang Ningfeng and others looked at the lot, Yang Ankang had already said: "Now there are nine of you, so one of them has a bye this round." The rules of the lottery match are similar to the first round, the first draw is against the ninth lot, the second is against the eighth, the third is against the seventh, the fourth is against the sixth, and the fifth is a bye. If you really don't need to rest, now have the number one and nine picks in the ring!"

"Number one and number nine go first?"

Hearing this, Yang Ningfeng was slightly stunned, because he was the number one.

But he didn't think much about it, and he didn't care who was the nineth, he also hoped that the ninth was Yang Xuanhong!

"I'm number five!"

I don't know if I guessed Yang Ningfeng's thoughts, Yang Xuanhong proudly raised the sign in his hand. He has a bye in this round, of course, it is the best thing for him, so that he can enter the third round in the best condition, if he is against Yang Ningfeng, he will be more confident to sink Yang Ningfeng, and he is still looking forward to it, it is best for Yang Ningfeng's opponent not to let Yang Ningfeng defeat easily, if it is against Yang Zhengcheng.

"What the hell, shit luck!"

Yang Xuanhong's pride, others saw it in their eyes, and scolded in their hearts. But it is invisible, if Yang Ningfeng draws it, maybe no one will have a good face to show him.

People who are not number one and number nine can rest and wait now.

Yang Ningfeng is No. 1, so he raised the sign in his hand: "I am No. 1!", after speaking, he threw the sign into the bamboo tube freely, took two steps forward, and then lightly stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, only a meter high in the ring, jumped up easily, and then walked to the left side, waiting for No. 9 to come up.

Soon, under everyone's gaze, Yang Zhengcheng shook his hand and threw the sign to the bamboo tube, and then walked on stage without looking at the bamboo tube, regardless of whether he could throw it or not!

"Is that you?"

Seeing that the No. 9 sign turned out to be Yang Zhengcheng, Yang Ningfeng's eyes lit up, for him, Yang Zhengcheng came up, he felt a little surprised, but he also felt normal.

Because, the draw was originally random, if Yang Xuanhong hadn't been eager to show off that he was the fifth just now, then if it was Yang Xuanhong who came to power now, Yang Ningfeng would not have felt surprised.

"It's me, I didn't expect us to meet in the second round!" Yang Zhengcheng looked at Yang Ningfeng with a calm expression in front of him, and said with a slight coldness: "But this is also a good thing, you and I have not completed the battle before, and we will never be disturbed again today, today, let's divide the results in the ring." ”

Yang Ningfeng didn't answer immediately, staring at Yang Zhengzheng, and after a while, he smiled slightly, and raised his sword eyebrows slightly: "You hate me very much?"

Yang Zhengcheng snorted: "I can't say hate, I just can't see it! You can still stand here after killing someone, it's just that you have a good identity, and you really don't have anything worthy of respect." As he spoke, his arms shook, full of a sense of strength, and then his right hand stretched out, and his index finger pointed forward: "Come on! Let me teach you a lesson, break one of your legs, and let you know that if you were not the eldest grandson of the lineage, you would have been crippled hundreds of times!"

As soon as he heard this, Yang Ningfeng's eyes immediately narrowed, staring at Yang Zhengcheng like a blade, and suddenly grinned for a while, but this smile was cruel: "You are going to fight me to the death and death, right? If it is just a selection match, in order not to let the family lose its strength, I will be merciful, but you should know what it means to me to participate in the clan competition this time, but now you are saying that you want to break my legs, that is, you are deliberately not wanting me to have a chance to win the championship, that is, you really want my life." For the man who wants my life, I will kill him. ”

"You can say whatever you want, but today, I'm going to break your legs. Do you think that if you easily defeat Yang Lei, you can also defeat me? Haha, how can Yang Lei, a waste whose life no longer belongs to him, compare to me? Tell you, I broke through to the ninth rank three days ago. If you're afraid that it's still too late, kneel in front of me, let me break your legs, and then kick you out of the ring, and I can let you live. ”

Yang Zhengcheng really hates Yang Ningfeng, but in fact, he doesn't just hate Yang Ningfeng, he hates everyone and the world.

Yang Wenxuan, a drunkard, slapped him in front of a group of subordinates, so that the opportunity he was supposed to take the opportunity to ask Yang Xuanhong for merit turned into an opportunity to be humiliated, but in the end, not only did he not get half a sentence of comfort, but was blamed by Yang Xuanhong's father and son.

He is a person with strong self-esteem, so he hates, if he has the strength, now facing Yang Xuanhong, he will also say such words, he will also break Yang Xuanhong's legs, make Yang Xuanhong become a waste, and let Yang Xuanhong suffer all kinds of shame in the future to solve the hatred in his heart.

After Yang Zhengcheng was beaten by Yang Wenxuan, his psychology was actually extremely distorted!