"It's just that you kid spoil her so much, don't spoil her!" Looking at the necklace that Yi Yang took out, Lin Wenqiu's eyes were not bad, and he also saw that it was extraordinary. I couldn't help laughing and scolding, but I didn't object.

Yi Yang smiled, and under the attention of Lin Wenqiu and his wife, he carefully put the necklace on Lin Xue'er's neck.

The crystal-colored necklace touches the skin and is slightly cold. With Lin Xueer's fair skin, it adds a touch of dazzling brilliance.

Putting on the necklace, Yi Yang had nothing to do, so he said goodbye in advance. Lin Wenqiu and his wife got up to see each other off, and also left the boudoir. It's just that the three of them left, but they didn't notice that when the pendant of the necklace touched Lin Xue'er's skin, a trace of crystal-colored essence suddenly swept over......

......

Early in the morning, before dawn, the east began to turn white, dragging out a white belt. The crimson of the morning glow gradually dispelled the heavy gray clouds.

The Yuanwu Sect of the Yuan Martial Sect was particularly lively at the moment, because the annual Outer Disciple Conference was about to be held. Hundreds of people from the outer gate of the Yuanwu Sect all walked towards the martial arts arena located in the center of the courtyard.

"Have you heard, it seems that this clan meeting will select outstanding disciples from among the young disciples, and they will be guided by the elders to cultivate in the future. ”

"Yes, yes, it seems that the position of the sect master disciple of the Yuanwu Sect will also be chosen among this group of disciples, I don't know who will win. ”

"Needless to say, Senior Brother is outstanding in both conduct and talent, and his martial arts cultivation has even reached the Nine Heavens of the Qi Refining Realm, who is his opponent in this young generation?"

"Senior brother naturally doesn't need to say much, but I heard that the third senior brother Wang Xuan also has the strength to cultivate the Seven Heavens of the Yuan Realm, I'm afraid he will also be in charge. ”

On the way, the people of the Yuan Wuzong whispered. They all knew that this Outer Sect Disciple Conference held in advance was extraordinary, and it was likely that the next Sect Master disciple would come out. The younger generation of the children of the Yuanwu Sect are even more gearing up, and no one is willing to be so obscure and give up the position of the sect master's disciple.

Mu Cangkong and Wang Xuan were also on their way to the martial arts arena at this time, and the surrounding disciples of the Yuanwu Sect immediately cast respectful and adoring glances at them, and the discussion became even more lively.

Mu Cangkong grinned and said to Wang Xuan, the third junior brother beside him: "Third junior brother, I won't let you today!"

"Hmph, Senior Brother, let's laugh, I'm not a waste Yi Yang, I still need you to let me, although you are a day higher than me, but I am very confident that I can defeat Senior Brother You!" Wang Xuan also laughed.

At this moment, the two also saw Yi Yang also rushing to the martial arts arena.

Mu Cangkong watched Yi Yang come over, his face changed slightly. Wang Xuan didn't have a good impression of him, and Yi Yang humiliated him in front of him last time, so he didn't look at Yi Yang squarely, but raised his voice and shouted.

"Yo, isn't this our sect's great genius Yi Yang, does the waste also want to participate in today's martial arts competition?" Wang Xuan's piercing voice came out, causing many of the surrounding Yuanwu Sect disciples to stagnate, and they all looked up and stopped to look at Yi Yang, with a hint of a smile on the corner of their mouths.

Yi Yang didn't pay attention to him, just snorted lightly, and then walked forward.

Seeing that there was no one in Yi Yang's eyes, Wang Xuan became more and more angry, and chased after Yi Yang and shouted: "Yi Yang, I advise you to leave here quickly, the martial arts arena is not the place where you should come, waste is always waste!!"

The children of the Yuanwu Sect who were watching the play around laughed even more happily, and they also pointed at Yi Yang one after another, and their thorny eyes seemed to penetrate Yi Yang's soul.

"Wang Xuan, you say it again!" Yi Yang suddenly turned around, and looked directly at Wang Xuan with a cold light in his eyes.

Wang Xuan was stunned by this look, and there was a trembling feeling in his heart, "What's going on, he's just a waste wood who can't even enter the Cultivation Yuan Realm, how can I be afraid of him!"

"Yi Yang, I am also kind to persuade you, if you really don't listen, don't blame the ruthlessness of being a brother later!" Wang Xuan glared at Yi Yang with a sneer, and then went straight to the direction of the martial arts field.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the people of the Yuan Wu Sect, whether they wanted to watch the drama or join in the fun, were looking forward to the upcoming family martial arts competition.

......

On the 3,000-square-square martial arts arena, hundreds of people from the Yuan Wuzong gathered here. On the high platform at one end of the martial arts arena, there were the people in power of the Yuan Wuzong and a cadre of elders.

After Mo Haotian, the current sect master's disciple, briefly read out the rules, the Yuanwu Sect's martial arts competition kicked off.

The rules of the competition are very simple, using a two-by-two elimination system, and the winner can continue to compete. If someone is not satisfied, they can go up directly to challenge, and the challenged person must accept the challenge, otherwise they will lose. The winner overcomes all the obstacles and fights all the way, and finally comes out on top.

This rule seems simple, but in fact, there is some skill in choosing the timing of the competition. Compared with the previous contestants, the further back the challenger is more advantageous. Of course, if it is in the face of absolute strength, this advantage will be gone.

On the martial arts field, the games were wonderful, and the onlookers of the Yuanwu Sect cheered and admired.

Wang Xuan on the ring seemed to be venting his endless anger, invincible, unstoppable, quick and vicious, most of the young talents of Yuan Wuzong were defeated under his men.

Half an hour later, except for the senior brothers Mu Cangkong and Yi Yang who did not make a move, as well as many people who abstained, the rest of the young disciples were all defeated by Wang Xuan one by one.

The elders and others on the high platform all cast approving glances at Wang Xuan, and even Mo Haotian, the current disciple of the Yuanwu Sect Master, couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"I didn't expect Wang Xuan's cultivation to be so profound, third junior brother, you have taught a good apprentice!" Mo Haotian said with a smile to He Bolan, Wang Xuan's master next to him.

He Bolan was triumphant, with a smile on his face, and replied: "Senior brother has won the award, I see that Mu Cangkong's strength is still above my inferior apprentice, why is he not in the ring for a long time?"

When Mu Cangkong heard this, he didn't feel good in his heart, and when he was about to stage a martial arts arena, he saw Wang Xuan also looking over here. "Sure enough, I still have to do it with the third junior brother. The third junior brother is fierce, I'm afraid that I won't be able to take advantage of anything, I have to be careful to deal with it!"

Mu Cangkong, who thought so in his heart, raised his foot, and jumped off the ten-foot-high platform and landed firmly on the ring in the center of the martial arts arena.

Mu Cangkong's chic appearance immediately attracted a burst of applause from the people of Yuanwu Sect.

When Mu Cangkong stood still, a waiter walked to the center of the venue and announced loudly, "Everyone, the competition of the juniors of the Yuan Martial Sect has finally reached the last moment, and the one who stands out is Wang Xuan, who cultivates the seventh level of the Yuan Realm, against Mu Cangkong of the Eighth Heaven of the Qi Refining Realm......"

"Wait a minute!" Before the waiter finished speaking, Yi Yang, who was standing behind Mo Wenshui on the high platform, suddenly stepped forward and shouted, "I haven't made a move yet." ”

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people up and down the Yuan Wuzong were silent for a moment, and then they quickly exploded in the crowd like thunder, and the laughter was like a stormy wave.

"Hahaha, do you hear me, that waste still wants to compete!"

"Yes, is he going to challenge Wang Xuan or Mu Cangkong? But whoever of these two moves his fingers to kill this waste wood like an ant. ”

"It's beyond my strength! Don't kneel and beg for mercy later, hahahaha......"

Ridicule, ridicule, and chaos filled the entire martial arts arena, and the green tendons on the back of Yi Yang's hands had already erupted, and his bitten lips were oozing blood.

Mo Qingxue on the high platform cast a worried look at Yi Yang, but she didn't notice that the corners of Yi Yang's mouth rose slightly at this time, and he was smiling.

Yi Yang slowly walked into the ring step by step amid the ridicule and ridicule of everyone, looking at Yi Yang's thin body, his thin white face immediately attracted a burst of laughter and discussion.

"Damn, look, that scrap of wood is really in the ring!"

"This is not a small life, just that small body, the senior brother and the third senior brother can make him fall apart with one punch. ”

Wang Xuan in the ring had been looking forward to this scene for a long time, but he didn't expect that this kid Yi Yang would really dare to challenge himself. He looked at Yi Yang who walked in front of him, and suddenly laughed maniacally, "Yi Yang, Yi Yang, should I praise you for being brave or praise you for being shameless? ”

"That's it, come down. ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

Yi Yang completely ignored those Yuanwu Sect disciples who followed the trend and ridiculed, but instead did not let Wang Xuan look at Wang Xuan for a single step, and said coldly: "Third Senior Brother, you want me to leave so much, is it because you are afraid of me and dare not accept my challenge? According to the rules, those who do not accept the challenge will be judged to lose directly, and the person who goes on like that should be you, Third Senior Brother!"

After hearing Yi Yang's words, Wang Xuan's muscles burst out, and he was furious, "Yi Yang, you are just a waste material who hasn't even stepped into the Cultivation Yuan Realm, you don't deserve to challenge me at all!"

"Really?" Yi Yang smiled slightly, mobilized the golden martial yuan in his body, and instantly a powerful martial yuan power filled the ring.

Everyone present, including Mu Cangkong and Wang Xuan, all shook as if they had been electrocuted, and they froze in place.

But soon, Wang Xuan recovered from the shock, he laughed, and said, "Yi Yang, it's really hard for you to hide from us, I didn't expect that you are already in the realm of the Triple Heaven of the Cultivation Yuan Realm." Although Wang Xuan was a little surprised, he didn't care at all, in his opinion, even the Triple Heaven of the Cultivation Yuan Realm was not his opponent at all. "Okay, I'll accept your challenge!"

Boom -- The martial arts arena immediately boiled again. What's more, they directly opened the handicap.

"Come on, come on, bet, Yi Yang challenges the third senior brother Wang Xuan, if Wang Xuan wins, it will be ten to one!" Soon the children of the Yuanwu Sect, who were idle, placed bets one after another, and naturally Wang Xuan won.