Today's weather is exceptionally sunny, early in the morning there are birds chirping, people are also getting up early today, today is the third day of the tribe.

The people of the Song family have already repaired the venue, and the martial arts training ground in the past two days has been devastated and pitted.

There are still three competitions to win the top three of this clan competition, of course, Song Shifeng is needless to say, he will definitely be promoted, and the other two places are eye-catching.

I don't know who the flowers are.

Song Qing's competition in the past two days was really not much of a challenge, first Song Ergou, and then Song Ping, Song Qing almost didn't even have real strength.

When he was in Yushan, thirty or forty demon apes attacked Song Qing, and Song Qing was all safe and sound, they were all first-level peak demon beasts, and the strength of each one should not be underestimated.

Song Qing is not still fine.

"Song Qing, who do you think you will draw this time, I hope it will be Song Le or Song Yi. Aunt Ning took Song Qing's hand and said.

"It doesn't matter to anyone. "Song Qing hopes to be able to come to a more powerful one.

"You kid, just a little bit of strength, you don't know how thick the sky is. Aunt Ning gave Song Qing a burst of chestnuts.

"Huh. Song Qing smiled, Aunt Ning still didn't understand my strength.

As he spoke, the two of them arrived at the martial arts training ground, there are still many people watching the battle today, the more important the clan ratio is, the more important it is, of course, some people are happy and some are sad.

The clan ratio almost determines the life fate of the children of a family, and only the strong can have a good future.

At three poles in the sun, everyone was almost here, and even the seats of the elders watching the battle were full.

"Now we are going to have the third day of the competition, this clan competition can come to an end, the six children of the Song family need to work hard, and there will be rich rewards for this victory. The gray-clothed elder stood on the stage and said, he looked exceptionally energetic today.

Again, the old rule is still to draw lots, this is a method practiced by all families in the realm of Yueyang City, and presumably other families are also like this.

Six people took turns going up to draw the slip of paper.

After a while, everyone's numbers were revealed.

No. 1 Song Yi, No. 2 Song Hao, No. 3 Qing cousin, No. 4 Song Le, No. 5 Song Qing, No. 6 Song Shifeng

The result of this lottery was expected by the elders, but it was actually manipulated by the elders, and the current intention was to promote the strong people.

Those who are promoted have to participate in the city competition, which is a thing that cannot be sloppy. So the elders also put some thought into it.

"Song Yi, Song Hao, are you ready? The gray-clothed elder looked at the two of them, and each of them nodded in agreement.

The others had already stepped down from the stage, leaving only Song Yi and Song Hao on this stage.

Song Yi is the seventh layer of the body refining technique, Song Hao is the eighth layer of the body refining technique, Song Hao has a bigger chance of winning, and the elders still hope that Song Shifeng, Qing cousin, and Song Hao will go to participate in the city competition.

The strength of these three people is the strongest in this clan, and the remaining three people are all at the seventh level of the body refining technique after all, and they are still a little worse in the realm.

"Cousin Song Yi, please advise. Song Hao said politely, Song Hao was wearing a blue dress, his temperament was like a Confucian student, he was very handsome, and there were not a few cousins and cousins in the Song family who liked him.

"Cousin Song Hao, be merciful. Song Yi knew that he had encountered a strong opponent this time, and he originally hoped to have a fight with Song Le, but he didn't expect that his opponent was Song Hao.

"Cousin Song Yi, for the sake of the relationship between you and me is not too bad, I advise you for my brother, admit defeat, you can't beat me, if you enter the eighth layer of the body refining technique, it's not too late to challenge me again. Song Hao said to Song Yi that the relationship between the two and Song Shifeng was good, and they were both in the same group.

"Cousin, what you said is not right, although I am only the seventh layer of the body refining technique, but it is not much different from the eighth layer of the body refining technique, this competition is not just based on the level of the realm, in the end, it depends on the strength of your strength, if you don't fight, no one knows who is weaker, and there are still people who can defeat the eighth layer of the body refining technique on the seventh layer of the body refining technique. Song Yi said, this competition is strength, not a competition, no one knows who is stronger and who is weak.

"Presumably Cousin Song Yi, you are confident to say this, okay, I'll fight with you. Song Hao knew that this Song Yi obviously didn't want to admit defeat, after all, he could participate in the final clan competition, he was a high-minded and arrogant person, where could he admit defeat so easily?

A lot of times, you feel like you can't do anything about it, but if you don't give it a try, who knows what the outcome will be?

You can't admit defeat as soon as you meet a master who is better than yourself, so what else is there to cultivate?

Song Hao didn't say much, this person couldn't say anything, he could only see the real chapter under his hand, Song Hao was carrying one hand on his back, and the other hand was erected in front of him, his hand turned over, and the strength came out immediately, Song Hao's strength was very strong, and he hit Song Yi in the air with one palm.

In an instant, the energy was overwhelming, and every palm appeared, an invisible palm print was conjured, almost submerging Song Yi.

Song Hao's martial arts are very powerful, and his own strength is also quite strong, and one move and one style make Ming Jin exert the greatest effect.

Song Yi didn't dare to have the slightest reservation at the moment, after all, he was facing an opponent who was one level higher than him, and if he was not careful, he might be defeated.

Song Yi and Song Hao have a good relationship in private, Song Yi knows more about Song Hao's martial arts, Song Yi clenched his fists, and the strength of his whole body was condensed on his fists, and he hit the invisible palm print in the void, and the invisible palm print and the fist clashed.

All of a sudden, the waves of air rolled, and finally the invisible palm print dissipated, and Song Yi was also greatly impacted, but Song Yi did not stop for a moment, and rushed towards Song Hao again.

Song Hao's strength is much stronger than Song Yi's, Song Yi understands that to deal with Song Hao, it is necessary to fight quickly, and it is absolutely impossible to delay the war, if the time becomes longer, Song Yi will definitely have no advantage.

Song Yi's every move was aimed at Song Hao, four punches in a row, the punches were full of energy, and the energy in his body continued to support Song Yi, suppressing Song Hao's strength at once.

Song Hao's figure flickered again and again, and Song Yi's attack power was in all directions, even though Song Yi was only the seventh layer of the Body Refining Technique, his strength could not be underestimated.

Bang!!

Song Yi punched out, swallowing mountains and rivers, this punch was extremely fierce, Song Yi's own strength was vividly displayed, worthy of being a child of the family.

When Song Hao saw this punch, his face finally changed, this punch was already able to hurt himself, and then Song Hao's hand behind him flipped over and struck it with a palm.

This palm is incomparable, with a powerful vortex in the palm, this vortex is extremely powerful, as if it has the feeling of strangling everything, and Song Yi's punch is on the front, and Song Yi is completely suppressed at once.

At this moment, Song Yi couldn't support it, and flew out upside down all of a sudden, and then Song Hao used his hand, and the invisible energy could suppress Song Yi's entire body.

"You lost. Song Hao said flatly, this time Song Yi really lost, he could barely move, and the difference between the seventh layer of the body refining technique and the eighth layer of the body refining technique was still a little far.

"Song Haosheng!" The Elder in Gray announced that this game was still interesting, and such an achievement at the age of fourteen was quite remarkable.

Back then, the head of the family was just like this, the strength of the Song family has improved a lot over the years, so the cultivation resources of the Song family's children are also a lot more, and geniuses are fed with resources.

Now it's okay, Song Hao won, and naturally there will be a reward, but the elders haven't said what this reward is, and it must not be too bad.

I heard that the rewards will be issued when the battle hall of Yueyang City is going to be issued, although Song Hao won, but he does not dare to be lawless, he knows that the real masters are in the battle hall.

Every few years, the family will hold such a coming-of-age ceremony, and the good disciples in the coming-of-age ceremony will be sent to the battle hall, I am afraid that the worst strength in the battle hall now is the eighth layer of the body refining technique.

The second competition was between Song Le and Qing cousin.

"Song Le, Song Qing, are you ready?" The gray-clothed elder glanced at the two of them, Song Qing nodded, and Song Le was still stunned.

"Song Le, are you ready? The gray-clothed elder scolded angrily, and suddenly woke up Song Le.

Song Le shook his head, thinking that this Tyrannosaurus was too powerful, it was not a dead end to go up by himself, it was better for him to admit defeat, the Tyrannosaurus Dragon's bursting fist was really powerful, and Cousin Gao Yuan was beaten to death by her.

"I throw in the towel. Song Le weighed the pros and cons, it was better to admit defeat, although the reward was good, but it was also worse than himself, and until now, it was not clear what the reward was.

It's definitely not worth beating for this insignificant reward, this tyrannosaurus is really powerful, and it must not be provoked!

"Since Song Le, you admit defeat, then this competition is Song Qing's victory. The gray-clothed elder said.

Song Qing rolled his eyes, the name of this tyrannosaurus was exactly the same as his own, and he thought that he had won, but this tyrannosaurus was really powerful, and everyone was scared away by her.

"Then in the third game, Song Qing and Song Shifeng, are you ready? The gray-clothed elder quickly announced the next competition, and this competition was the most eye-catching.

This Song Qing's luck is really not ordinarily good, he drew Song Shifeng at once, and everyone knows that there is a little grudge between Song Qing and Song Shifeng.

This Song Qing will definitely not admit defeat, and will definitely fight with Song Shifeng, in this case, this competition is the rhythm of abuse.

Song Shifeng abused Song Qing to death, and this kind of competition is also a different kind of good-looking.

Many people are speculating about how long this Song Qing can last on stage again, some say a few seconds, some say half a pillar of incense, anyway, all kinds of statements are different, the only thing that is the same is that Song Qing will definitely lose.

Think about it, who is Song Shifeng? The ninth layer of the body refining technique, the most powerful master of the younger generation of the Song family, and the same name as the outstanding children of other families, this competition will definitely not be lost.