Around, before the people of the other two major families could speak, the people of the Ling family began to discuss.

"Why hasn't Ling Yun come yet? Could it be that he is afraid of losing, so he doesn't dare to come?"

"Maybe, after all, it's a shame to lose in public. ”

"It's a trivial matter that Lingyun doesn't come, but it seems that it's not easy to handle the head of the family. ”

"Indeed, the head of the family once said that if Ling Yun loses, then his head of the family will have no room to continue. ”......

The discussion was very small and trivial, as if he was afraid that Ling Zhan would hear it.

Of course, even if it was a small discussion, Ling Zhan could hear it, but he pretended not to hear it, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

The woman in the long blue dress looked around, but she still didn't see Ling Yun's figure, and her eyes were full of worry.

Beside the woman, Ling Ling couldn't help clenching his fists, and then muttered: "I believe that the eldest brother will definitely come, the eldest brother will always be the most powerful, it is impossible not to come." ”

The expression on Ling Ling's face was so blind worship, her little hand was clenched, it began to loosen, and then it clenched quickly.

In the position behind Ling Zhan, the man with the scimitar on his back, although he did not speak, he still stood quietly, but in the depths of his eyes, there was some hope, and there was also a little expectation.

The nine disciples at the front, Ling Xiao was among them, the fan he was holding in his hand was always fanning leisurely, it seemed that this was exactly what he wanted, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Xue Xue's eyes also looked around, and when her slender index finger was next to the long skirt, she subconsciously flapped.

At the front of the Dong family, the head of the family, Dong Shao, smiled, looked at Ling Zhan, and then said, "Ling family master, why are there only nine people in your battle, it stands to reason that there should be ten disciples." ”

Ling Zhan's face was still calm, and then he said, "What are you panicking about, didn't you start the competition at noon, it's still early at noon." ”

After saying this, Ling Zhan stood calmly.

Except for the people of the Ling family, the people of the other two major families all flashed with curiosity on their faces.

Curious, everyone remained silent.

The breeze blew past everyone, blowing their long hair, blowing their robes, blowing the oppression on their bodies even thicker, so that in the end, the surrounding space was full of oppression.

The sun is rising little by little, time is passing little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun is only a fraction of a second, and it is in the right place.

At this moment, the expectation in the eyes of the man with the scimitar on his back was even greater, even if it was Ling Xiao, the corners of his mouth were filled with a deep disdain.

"Master Ling, noon has arrived, hurry up and fill in the ten disciples of your Ling family and start the competition. Dong Shao's face showed impatience.

"Yes, Master Ling, what are you waiting for, hurry up, among your many disciples of the Ling family, choose one to fill in. Zheng Yan also urged impatiently.

At this time, whether it was a middle-aged woman, Ling Ling, or Xue Xue, her body shook slightly.

Ling Zhan sighed, his gaze looked behind him, and then said, "Now, I will choose ......"

"Father, I'm coming. ”

Before Ling Zhan's words were finished, a voice sounded in his ears, this voice made his body pause slightly, he looked into the distance, and saw the wind wolf under Ling Yun's seat, which was running quickly.

He held his spear obliquely, and the wind wolf under him was still so fast, it seemed to be much faster than the average wind wolf.

The wind wolf galloped rapidly, leaving a cloud of dust on the ground.

Looking at the galloping wind wolf, looking at Ling Yun above the wind wolf, everyone's faces showed surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun came to Ling Zhan.

"Father, I'm late. Ling Yun got down from the wind wolf's back and knelt down towards Ling Zhan with apologies in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's just in time, it's just in time. A smile appeared on Ling Zhan's face, and then he nodded.

Listening to the conversation between Ling Zhan and Ling Yun, the weirdness on the faces of the people around him became even worse.

Dong Shao's face trembled, pulling the fat on his face, and then said, "Ling Zhan, you have waited so long just to let Ling Yun fight?"

"Yes, next, Ling Yun is the tenth disciple of my Ling family to participate in the war. Ling Zhan's voice was loud.

His voice can be heard very clearly by everyone around him.

"What, I heard you right, didn't this Ling Yun make no progress in his cultivation two years ago?"

"Maybe it's because my cultivation has increased recently, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't be stupid and embarrassed. ”

"But it won't increase so quickly, will it, how long has it been?" ......

The people of the other two families talked about it.

Although the people of the Ling family did not discuss, their eyes were also full of surprise.

Ling Yun didn't speak, he stood up, and then slowly walked to the position of the disciple of the Ling family to participate in the competition, with him joining, exactly ten people.

"Brother Yun, I thought you weren't coming?" Xue Xue exhaled softly, her face relieved.

"Why don't you come, the competition of the three major families, our Ling family has won. Ling Yun said as he stretched out his right hand and lightly scratched it on Xue Xue's jade nose.

On such a crowded occasion, Xue Xue's face couldn't help but blush, and then it was replaced by the pale on her face.

In any case, there was always a hint of a smile on the corner of Xue Xue's mouth.

Although Xue Xue's body looks delicate, even on that face, there is a sickly paleness, but she is very beautiful, her beauty is reflected by the delicate body and slightly pale face, it is so different.

Even the individual teenagers in the scene couldn't help but look at Ling Yun with envy, and in the individual eyes, there was still jealousy.

Ling Yun didn't care about the eyes around him, he still stood calmly.

"Zheng Family Master, Dong Family Master, now that the ten competition disciples of my Ling family have arrived, and it is already noon, now, let's start the competition, right?" Ling Zhan's gaze looked towards the two of them.

"Then let's start the lottery. Dong Shao nodded.

"Well, let's get started. Zheng Yan said lightly.

After the three nods, an old man in a gray robe walked out, and there was no token at his waist.

The old man looked short and inconspicuous.

The old man didn't stand in any of the three families, he seemed to be an outsider.

Holding a black box in his hand, he slowly came to the front of the head of the Dong family, and then handed the box over.

Dong Shao began to draw lots, and when the lots were drawn, there was bitterness on his face, but then, the bitterness disappeared.

The old man's pace did not stop, and he took the box to the head of the Zheng family.

Zheng Yan pulled towards the lottery box, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

But when he drew the lot, the corners of his mouth were also a little bitter.

"Hahaha, it seems that my Ling family's luck is really good. Ling Zhan looked at the wry smile on the corner of the two of them, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Hmph. Dong Shao snorted coldly.

"Let's see the real chapter in strength. Zheng Yan's eyes were gloomy.

Ling Zhan continued to keep the smile on his face and said, "Okay, well, it makes sense, although I already know what the lottery is, this lottery still has to be drawn, this is the rule." ”

Ling Zhan drew the lot box in front of him, and then drew the lot that said "three".

"Dong Shao, Zheng Yan, you two assign people to start fighting, my Ling family, I will be the audience first. Ling Zhan sat down on the wooden chair behind him as he spoke.

As soon as the head of the Dong family waved his hand, one of the ten disciples standing in front of him jumped up quickly, and in an instant, he was standing in the ring.

This is a very thin teenager, his whole person is not only thin, but also shriveled, and there is a black smell in the shrivel.

His skin seemed to be darker than the blackest of earth.

His hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and the wind around him was very messy.

The breeze blew through his hair, revealing his thin eyes beneath his countenance.

It was a pair of dull eyes, but with a wicked twist, and his eyes rolled from time to time, as if searching for prey.

The strange looks, the strange eyes, and his black robe make people feel so disgusted.

On the young man's back, he carried a long black sword, which looked very ordinary, and was no different from an ordinary sword.

After the young man jumped into the ring, immediately after, on the Zheng family's side, a woman jumped up.

This woman was dressed in a long blue dress, her appearance was ordinary, she had an ordinary stature, an ordinary figure, and among all the monks, she was the most inconspicuous existence.

When the two stood opposite each other, the old man who was in charge of issuing the sign just now jumped from the stage to the center of the ring.

This old man just now, people didn't pay attention to it, thinking that it was just an ordinary signman, but at this moment, on his thin body, there was a huge momentum emanating from it.

When there was no wind, this powerful momentum shook the old man's robe and floated backwards, although the old man's stature was short, no one dared to underestimate it.

"My name, called Wu Gong, is just a small casual cultivation, at the invitation of the three masters of Fuhua City, I, an outsider, have come to judge you, no matter what, I will act impartially, of course, the reason why I am the referee is so that after someone admits defeat, I can save him, but if someone is killed before admitting defeat, then it is no wonder that I will start after the two of them report their names. Wu Gong's figure was like a gust of wind, quickly flashing to the edge of the ring.

The thin-looking young man stretched out his scarlet tongue, then licked his lips, and said to the woman opposite with great enjoyment: "I'm 'Dong Cheng', wait a minute, I will let you die quickly." ”

"Hmph, you disgusting guy, remember Miss Ben's name 'Zheng Li', you will die quickly then. Zheng Li was furious, then pulled out the silver long sword behind him and attacked Dong Cheng.

The woman's speed is like a breeze, and it feels fast.

"Brother Yun, how much do you say this Zheng Li's cultivation has reached?" Xue Xue looked at the ring and asked Ling Yun.

"Looking at this trend, looking at this speed, it should have reached the middle stage of foundation building, but I am looking forward to what kind of cultivation Dong Cheng has achieved?" Ling Yun's eyes were always curious.