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"The results of the draw are in. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Seeing the top ten disciples entering the arena, a large number of third-generation disciples thundered with joy, even more excited than they were to participate in the competition themselves. In the big competition, these disciples were all eliminated. They also want to see how far the one who overcomes them can go. Of course, some young people who are not very pure-minded also want to see how their opponents are tortured by other masters on the field.

"Next, please ask Fang Wen, who is ranked tenth in the big competition, to compete with Fang Wu, who is ranked seventh!"

The host of the big competition in the Fang family, a middle-aged red-faced man, announced the first big game according to the lottery results.

Fang Wu and Fang Wen were siblings of a branch family near Kyoto, and when they heard the host's announcement, they quickly jumped on stage. The two have been practicing together since childhood, and they are familiar with each other's moves, and even know each other's action habits very well, although the battle between you and me is fierce, it is not dangerous, it is not like a battle, but there is a kind of juggling dazzle, which makes Zhou Yang yawn for a long time.

In the next battle, although there were frequent highlights, after Zhou Yang experienced the battle of life and death in the abandoned land, he was a little unconcerned about this kind of competition like a child's house. Especially in the battle, most of them are disciples of the Fang family's branch family, after the top three are hopeless, there is no fierce sense of battle, and the moves are relatively ordinary, Zhou Yang wants to gain some experience, and he has no interest in stealing some moves with his spiritual eye.

It wasn't until Fang Xing appeared that Zhou Yang recovered some of his spirits under this exhaustion.

I have to say that Fang Xing's strength is very strong, although he was forced to retreat again and again under the combination of Zheng Yu and that disciple who was also refining qi at the ninth level in the abandoned land, however, this cannot deny that he does have great strength.

Among the disciples of the Fang family, Fang Xing's cultivation and combat experience were second to none.

Competing on the same stage with Fang Xing was also a powerful disciple of the Fang family in Kyoto, this disciple was called Fang Tan, a ninth-level qi refiner, tall and tall, and imposing.

"Please!"

As soon as the two brothers came to power, they aroused a strong fighting spirit. As one of the disciples who had the opportunity to compete for the top three, Fang Tan really wanted to drag down this eldest brother who had been pressing on his head for many years. The annual competition of the Fang family is not just as simple as the branch family entering the main family, but also a ritual for the Fang family to inspect the heirs.

The martial arts family, in terms of selecting heirs, is stricter than many wealthy families, and even more cruel than the royal family.

Because, a good family heir can not only lead the family to glory and gain more family benefits, but also form an heir as an idol, raise a cultivation frenzy, and improve the overall strength of the family.

Therefore, in a martial arts family, unless it is a family like the Ye family, the heir does not necessarily have to be the son and son of the previous head of the family. As long as it is within the five suits, there are no side branches that harm the interests of the family, and the young people with outstanding strength will be included in the family's vision and used as the object of investigation.

Of course, as the heir of the family, not only does it require a far-sighted vision, but more importantly, it needs to overwhelm the strength of many strong people. Martial arts families, respect for strength, combat effectiveness, this is the most fundamental measure.

Therefore, among the top ten disciples, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they all want to do their best to strive to enter the eyes of the head of the family and become the heir to the throne. Not only can it glorify the ancestors, but it can also bring benefits to cultivation resources.

Fang Tan came with this kind of purpose in mind, so as soon as he came to power, he burst out with a powerful aura, and the spirit wolf smoke rose into the sky, and there was a fierce confrontation with Fang Xing's momentum.

The battle between the two had already collided before it even started, making the two brothers Fang Tong and Fang Shiqing on the stage look at each other and nod frequently.

"Big brother, let me appreciate your strength. Sun Knife, open!"

Fang Tan pulled out a long-handled broadsword about five feet long, and the red light on the face of the knife flashed, exuding a scorching heat wave, which made the disciples in the audience feel a sense of heat.

"Spirit Weapon!"

The disciples in the audience gasped.

Spiritual weapons were not common in the eyes of the cultivators of the low-level qi refining stage of the Great Qian Dynasty, even if the Fang family was among the several great families. In the battle just now, several disciples were all using ordinary magic weapons against the enemy, but they didn't expect that as soon as this Fang Tan came up, he took out the spirit weapon.

"Good knives!"

With a light click, Fang Xing also slowly pulled out the big knife on his back, a clear light that soaked people's hearts and lungs, making people feel chills.

"It's a spiritual artifact again!"

At this moment, the disciples in the audience were dumbfounded, and they were even more looking forward to the next battle.

The family's competition mechanism and superior way make these screaming young disciples have a spirit of striving for progress, and they all have a sense of bloody fighting, even if they can't fight in person, they hope that other people's battles will be more intense. In the battle just now, although everyone was equally excited to watch, it was far from the threshold of their inner expectations. It wasn't until the appearance of these two people that the scene really reached the high level.

"Fang Tan, let Ben Shao weigh you, how much has you improved in the past year. ”

A faint smile hung out on the corner of Fang Xing's mouth, his hand on the back of the knife, and his feet were not eight, posing a posture integrating attack and defense.

"Big brother, be careful. ”

"The wind and clouds!"

Fang Tan knew that Fang Xing's strength was strong, and as soon as he made a move, he was a master.

As the big knife waved, a suffocating heat wave erupted from the blade, enveloping the entire competition table, and at the same time, his sword crossed his chest, and the true yuan gathered on the blade and swept in.

Fang Xing frowned, Fang Tan's style of wind and clouds was on the test table, but it complemented the terrain well. There is only a limited space on the test bench, and the dodge and maneuver will definitely be limited.

"It's going to force me to go toe-to-toe with him. ”

Fang Xing's knife face was erected, and he roared sharply, and the long knife was raised high, making a light sound of a dragon's groan, which made people feel in a trance for a moment. Under the infusion of the long knife with the true yuan, the cold became worse and worse, in stark contrast to the scorching heat wave of the opponent, which made the disciples in the audience feel very uncomfortable.

"Split the mountains!"

The long knife passed over the top, emitting a shocking sword aura, like lightning breaking through the clouds, and when it was not allowed to be released, it slashed towards Fang Tan.

"Choke!"

Two strong winds burst out from the center of the test field, and a mixed air flow mixed with ice and fire shot out in all directions, impacting the heaven and earth vitality of the entire martial arts arena into chaos.

"Good!"

In the midst of the loud cheers, the two of them retreated at the same time, and Fang Xing and Fang Tan were both shocked by the strength of the other party's true yuan. Under the blow, the two were on par, whether it was in terms of combat skills or the strength of Zhenyuan, the two were very close.

"I didn't expect you to improve so much in a year, come on, fight!"

Fang Xing's footsteps reversed and threw himself into the battle circle again.

... The Great Wilderness God

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