On the second day, the Ding family was completely lively, and dozens of generations of children walked towards the martial arts school before dawn.

Different from the sacrificial square, the martial arts school field is even more expansive, and there are three large rings placed on the school field. The three rings with a height of three zhang and a length and width of 100 meters are placed in the central area of the martial arts school in the shape of a zigzag, surrounded by a bluestone paved floor, and a temporary rostrum is built 100 meters away. There are more than a dozen seats on it early, and in front of the seats, there is a long table made of fragrant wood, and various fruit snacks are placed on the table.

At this time, the Ding family, whether they are collateral or descendants, or some qualified slaves, have gathered around the three rings, and the people are full of voices.

Under a ring, several people were chatting, led by ten sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, dressed in black, carrying a war knife, with a resolute face, and a faint iron-blooded killing aura exuded from their bodies.

"Brother Ding Feng, this time at the beginning of the year, it is estimated that only you can compete with Ding Tang and Ding Xuan for the second place. The boy who spoke seemed to adore the boy in black and complimented.

Ding Feng said lightly: "I was thirteen years old under the master Sanshan Zhenren, and for more than three years, I have traveled with him to the end of the world, and I have been to the Wolongling Demon Beast Forest, the Devil Prairie of the Great Qi Dynasty, the City of Wild Wolves in the Heavenly Wind Country, the Black Dragon Empire with a population of billions, hunting demon beasts, killing murderers, and I can sleep for three days and three nights during the most difficult period, and I haven't eaten anything, so for me, except for Ding Ao, it is not a problem to compete at the beginning of the year." As for Ding Tang and Ding Xuan, although they have good talents, they have not undergone iron-blooded training, so they are not worried. ”

"Hmph, isn't it great to have been experienced? If you haven't been in an institution, you'll never know the importance of an institution. Not far away, three or four more people came over, the first of whom was dressed in white and looked at Ding Feng defiantly.

Ding Feng glanced at this person, "It's true that the academy's cultivation system is very perfect, but in front of me, who has killed dozens of people, you can exert a few percent of your strength." ”

"Murder? I thought you were going to say something. This person laughed, "My Ding Tang practiced the murder knife technique, and there were more than a dozen people who died under my knife." ”

"What you call killing people is bullying people who are weaker than you? Have you ever challenged someone who is stronger than you? Do you have the feeling that there is a line between life and death? Do you have the experience of turning defeat into victory? You have nothing, you just kill people for the sake of showing off your strength. ”

Ding Feng's three rhetorical questions in a row made Ding Tang speechless, and he retorted: "It's useless to say anything now, we'll see you in the ring later, let's go!"

Waiting for Ding Tang and his party to leave, the young man next to Ding Feng said, "Brother Ding Feng, I support you, that Ding Tang is nothing special." ”

Ding Feng shook his head, "No, seriously, his strength is not inferior to me, you must know that the sword technique of the Divine Sword Academy is unpredictable and unmatched, but victory or defeat is not a simple competition of force." ”

"By the way, has there been any new powerful person in the Ding family recently? Ding Feng asked.

"Needless to say, the first place is none other than Ding Ao, and the next one is Brother Ding Feng, Ding Tang, Ding Xuan, Ding Canghai, Ding Yu, Ding Tong and Ding Ming, others should not be able to enter your eyes. ”

"What about Ding Yan?"

"Ding Yan, some time ago, I heard that he suddenly rose and was fortunate enough to become a test disciple of the Divine Source Academy, but he has not yet opened the divine vein. ”

"Hey, Ding Yan can actually cultivate internal qi? This is exciting news, I don't know how those people should deal with that waste material, hehe. Ding Feng had a smile on his face.

"In that case, I have a 60% chance of winning second place. ”

Ding Ao's existence made these children honestly compete for the second place, because he was so strong that they had no idea of resisting.

The square was crowded with people, lively and lively, almost all the servants of the Ding family and the warriors living in the Ding family came to watch this year-end competition, in addition, some big people with heads and faces in Sudu also came here to take the opportunity to observe the strength of the new generation of the Ding family.

Looking around, Ding Yan found a quieter place to wait.

It is impossible for everyone to participate in the competition of thousands of people, no matter what kind of cultivation you have, all the contestants who have not cleared the ten acupuncture points will be automatically eliminated.

In this way, more than half of the thousands of people were directly brushed away, and there were more than 300 people left. And most of the people who brushed it off were children under the age of 10. Three-fifths of the people are not cultivating enough, and one-fifth of the people are cultivating in the Divine Vein Realm, but the acupuncture points are not up to standard.

There are more than 300 martial artists with more than ten skills, and the heritage of the thousand-year-old family can be seen at a glance.

At this moment, the group walked to the rostrum, more than a dozen people sat on chairs, and some descendants of the younger generation stood behind them.

Behind a middle-aged man, there were three teenagers, one of whom Ding Yan had a relationship, Ding Dahai.

Ding Dahai stood on the rostrum, full of ambition, his eyes almost looking down on the people below. Ding Hao has three sons, the eldest son Ding Dahai, the second son Ding Erhai, and the third son Ding Canghai.

When the time came, Ding Jitian stood up and said loudly: "The Ding family's competition at the beginning of the year has officially begun, the old rules, until the point is reached during the competition, it is strictly forbidden to deliberately hurt people, and violators will be punished heavily." ”

The rolling sound spread to everyone's ears, and the lively scene suddenly fell silent, followed by an even more enthusiastic noise.

After speaking, Ding Jitian nodded at an old man next to him. Immediately, the old man stood up, his robe swayed, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, and came to one of the rings.

"Martial arts competition, free choice, as long as you think your strength is enough, you can go to any ring, the winner continues, the loser is eliminated, and the top ten who defend the ring not only have rich rewards, but also have a chance to enter the martial arts. ”

It's completely a wheel war, and whoever guards the most games is the first. There are as many people as there are opportunities. For example, if you are defeated by your opponent in the ring, you will still have a chance to play as long as you change the champion. And in the end, after the top 10 is decided, there is still a challenge.

"Now, you guys can choose a ring to try. ”

As soon as the words fell, all the contestants did not move, because they understood that whoever went up first would be the unlucky one.

In this way, there was a short cold field.

"Hehe, a thousand-year-old family, it's not Er'er. Ding Yan was dressed in a purple robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and walked towards the ring step by step, and faint words came out of his mouth.

Immediately, on tiptoe, the whole person was like a cannonball, catapulted into the center of the ring, standing proudly, looking around coldly.

"Ding Yan!"

"It's him!"

"Arrogance!"

Everyone was shocked, they were actually ridiculed by a natural waste, and an indescribable anger permeated the school grounds. On the rostrum, a series of complicated eyes were placed on him, some were shocked, some were playful, some were watching the play, some were angry, and so on.

At this moment, thousands of eyes were focused on Ding Yan, but Ding Yan's face did not change, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Where did you get the wild seeds, get out of here!"

An arrogant voice exploded, and then a faint afterimage jumped up from under the ring, volleying a palm, a mountain of overwhelming power, rolling in, wanting to completely kill Ding Yan with one palm.

"It's Ding Er, the early stage master of the Thirteen Trick Divine Vein, and now Ding Yan is going to suffer. ”

Someone was shocked and began to gloat.

"It's just a waste material, thinking that he has some strength, he went to the beginning of the year to show his existence, trying to attract the attention of the head of the family and the elders. ”

"I thought who was so domineering, it turned out to be a waste Ding Yan, I really don't know what to say. ”

In their eyes, although Ding Yan has risen, he has heard that he is only a martial artist with thirteen knots, and it is not worth mentioning at all in the face of Ding Er in the early stage of the thirteen knots divine vein.

Burst!

To everyone's consternation, Ding Er rushed forward with a monstrous momentum, and before he could take a breath, he inexplicably vomited blood and flew upside down, falling into the ring three feet high, like a dead dog, not knowing life and death.

Ding Yan stood in the ring, arrogant to everyone, his eyes unscrupulously glanced at the so-called geniuses of the Ding family around him, "Unlucky ghost, since the Ding family is responsible for you, then, let me collect them one by one." ”

"What's going on with Ding Er?"

"Oh no, I've been badly injured, my meridians are messed up, and I need to recuperate for at least a year. ”

"Hiss ~~~~~"

Recuperating for a year is too cruel for a gifted martial artist.

Everyone's eyes looked at the young man in the ring again, his eyes were complicated, could it be that he had grown to this extent?

"I'll meet you!"

A tower-like figure rushed up from under the ring with a fierce and fierce momentum.

"Ding Meng, seventeen years old this year, is an early martial artist of the Fourteen Divine Veins. ”

In the audience, people who knew each other whispered.

In the ring.

Ding Meng's face was rough, just like the name, he looked five big and three thick, extremely violent, looked at the slender and thin Ding Yan opposite, and grinned, "Although I don't know how you defeated Ding Er's kid, but, you have to be careful, my Ding Meng is practicing horizontal kung fu." ”

Ding Yan's face was indifferent, and in his memory, this Ding Meng was one of the few people in the Ding family who had not bullied the original body.

"Let's do it. ”

"Drink!" Ding Meng didn't talk nonsense, he drank in a low voice, and the muscles of his whole body instantly bulged, like a humanoid orangutan, and a domineering momentum emanated from the inside out.

"Broken Yue splits the mountain!"

The body squatted, and then kicked hard, and the whole person jumped up, and Mount Tai pressed the top.

Bang!

In the eyes of everyone, Ding Yan just stretched out a fist and slammed it out at Ding, and the frenzied air flow centered on the two of them, impacting out, and the clothes were hunting.

Hmph, Ding Meng only felt as if his fist was smashed against an iron wall, and the strong anti-shock force hit, and the whole person fell out of the ring lightly. However, unlike Ding Er, the moment Ding Meng landed, he turned over and landed on the ground safely.

"Okay, I admire Ding Meng!"

The people around were dumbfounded, and even Ding Meng, who had always been known for his fierceness, couldn't take a move. How strong is Ding Yan?

"Ding Yan, Hugh is rampant!" On the rostrum, Ding Canghai stepped on the shoulders of many disciples all the way under Ding Hao's instructions, and flew down to Ding Yan in front of Ding Yan in the ring, and said indifferently.

At present, Ding Yan's strength is almost the same as Ding Meng's in his opinion, and he made his own move, just to trample Ding Yan under his feet faster.

"Ding Yan, don't think that if you have a little strength, you won't put the Ding family in your eyes, after all, you are also a member of the Ding family, with the blood of the Ding family in your body, you admit defeat, my strength is not what you can imagine. Ding Canghai didn't squint, his eyes were above the top, and he didn't even look at Ding Yan, as if Ding Yan in front of him was a pile of garbage.

Ding Yan sneered and said lightly: "Is enough to say? Let's start!"

Ding Canghai's eyes flashed with anger, he was in the early stage of the Eighteen Tricks Divine Vein, and this guy in front of him who didn't know what to do was going to let him go, but he didn't expect to beat the snake on the stick, so it's okay, just abolish his cultivation when the time comes.

"Let's see, what is the gap!"

The tall body was like a cheetah, the two were fifty meters apart, and Ding Canghai came to Ding Yan in a few breaths and pushed it sideways with one palm.

"The sun is blowing in the clouds!"

Whoa!

The air boiled in an instant, and the fierce heat wave swept towards Ding Yan mercilessly.

"King Kong pounding pestle!"

The body shook, the muscles of the whole body instantly swelled, and the surging power permeated the whole body, and the right hand clenched into a fist, and blasted straight out, passing through the heat wave and colliding with Ding Canghai's palm.

Burst!

Ding Canghai only felt a force of the strongest and most yang invading his whole body, and he couldn't help but fly out upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air