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Qianxun's words instantly detonated all the cultivators of the entire Qianjia, and Chen Xiaoyu was also one of them. But he didn't live in the Qianjia family for anything and become the backbone of the Qianjia. It's for the elixir of ascension that makes his heart throb.

"Xiaoyu! go to the front dry dew housekeeper to get the number plate. Uncle Zhang pushed his body behind Chen Xiaoyu, and then Chen Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Uncle Zhang behind him with a smile.

"I'll go, Uncle Zhang. Chen Xiaoyu's smiling face is so gentle, but how many people can see this gentleness? There is no doubt that Uncle Zhang, who is in charge of the kitchen of the dry family, is one of them.

Looking at the long queue to receive the number plate, Chen Xiaoyu slowly joined in. He was also curious. Who will you draw with?

Just when Chen Xiaoyu was stunned, a young man behind him poked his back hard. "Boy, what are you in a daze? You see that the people in front of you have gone far away. If you don't have the skills, get out of the way? Don't get in the way of the people behind you. ”

Who is this? Is this one of the three genius teenagers of the Qianjia family? However, judging by the way this young man is dressed, he should not be the core child of the Qianjia family.

"Who are you?, didn't anyone teach you to be polite?" Chen Xiaoyu looked at the young man behind him with cold eyes.

Staring at Chen Xiaoyu's cold eyes, the young man's heart suddenly became timid. But he is the son of Liu Hui, the head of the Hakka family of the Qianjia family, how can he be afraid of a young man who has not seen in the Qianjia family?

"It doesn't matter who I am! The important thing is that it's best not to be in the same ring as me, Liu Hong. The young man looked proudly at the lightly dressed morning light rain in front of him, and his eyes were full of cold eyes. Liu Hong didn't have a good impression.

Liu Hong: If you remember correctly. Uncle Zhang mentioned this person to himself. This person is the son of Liu Hui, the head of the Qianjia Keqing sect. Older and a little older than himself, but the cultivation is really good. At the age of seventeen, he cultivated to become a martial arts master. Although the seventeen-year-old martial arts grandmaster can only be regarded as the upper middle class among the major sects.

But among the young guests of this Qian's family, Liu Hong is still one of the best figures.

"I hope so!" Chen Xiaoyu replied to Liu Hong's words coldly, then turned around and walked towards the dry dew in front of him, which he hated a little.

I saw Qianlu sitting on a chair, the brush in his hand was constantly flying, and the number plates of the various young cultivators were recorded in a notebook.

"Next!" Na Qianlu stared intently at his notebook, constantly writing.

Chen Xiaoyu came to Qianlu and stared at a large bamboo tube placed on the table. I saw a lot of bamboo sticks inserted in the bamboo tube, and the bamboo sticks were painted black with ink.

"Don't be in a daze! He didn't raise his head and hurriedly urged Chen Xiaoyu to draw lots.

Chen Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and pulled out a bamboo stick in the bamboo tube, and then carefully looked at the words written on his bamboo stick. "Ding Wu!" It seems that this is the venue number and identity number that he drawn.

Na Qianlu still didn't look up, but just asked. "Name, age, occupation, and position in the cadre family. "It seems that the dry dew level is this information.

"Morning Xiaoyu! Sixteen years old, a martial artist, splitting wood in the Qianjia firewood. Chen Xiaoyu answered Qianlu's question briefly and briefly. When he said that he was chopping firewood in the firewood room of the Qianjia family, he immediately attracted the laughter of a group of young cultivators behind him, and at the same time, it also made Na Qianlu stop the brush that was constantly waving in his hand and raise his head to look at Chen Xiaoyu.

It turned out to be this kid. Didn't Master Qianxuan come back yesterday? Didn't he be kicked out of the Qianjia by the master? Or did this kid be too stupid to know that Master Qianxuan had returned to the Qianjia? No matter what, as long as this kid stays in the Qianjia for one more day, he can eat his salary for one more day.

But now this kid is actually going to participate in the family meeting, is it possible that he wants to jump into Jackie Chan? looked at Chen Xiaoyu's relatively thin body, and looked at Liu Hong behind him. Qianlu calmed down in his heart, how could this kid become the backbone of the Qianjia family?

"Give me the bamboo sticks in your hand. Chen Xiaoyu handed the bamboo stick he drew to Qianlu, and then saw Qianlu writing quickly in the notebook.

"Alright! Give you a bamboo stick, take the bamboo stick to the same venue, and someone will naturally receive you. Qianlu threw the bamboo sticks on the table, and then urged Chen Xiaoyu to leave.

After Chen Xiaoyu picked up the bamboo sticks on the table, he turned around and walked towards the cultivation ground of the Qian family. The big arena in the center of the training ground is prepared for the final round. On the edge of the big ring are ten smaller rings, which are the rings used in the qualifiers.

As soon as Chen Xiaoyu left, the strong Liu Hong came to Qianlu. "Butler Qianlu, can you give me a bamboo stick?" Looking at Liu Hong's beating brows, Qianlu's heart suddenly lit up.

Emotion: Just now, this Liu Hong and Chen Xiaoyu have a bond? With Liu Hong in Dingchang, it is difficult for Chen Xiaoyu, who is splitting wood, to have a chance to qualify in the finals.

Qianlu reached out and grabbed a handful of bamboo sticks, and a pair of small eyes quickly swept over the bamboo sticks. After glancing at it, the hand holding the bamboo stick suddenly loosened. Then a bamboo stick came out on the table, and the brush in his hand was quickly recorded in the notebook.

"Liu Hong! Uncle Qian has taken care of you this time. The participating cultivators registered in Ding Chang are not very strong, remember to ask your father to invite your uncle to drink after you qualify. ”

Liu Hong grabbed the bamboo skewer on the table and took a closer look. I saw that the bamboo sticks were written on the two small characters "Ding Liu". It seems that he is going to meet the small words of the splitting wood in the first round. Dare to stare at me Liu Hong with that kind of look, see if I don't teach you enough lessons in the ring.

"No problem! After Liu Hong said this, he followed behind Chen Xiaoyu. When he passed by Chen Xiaoyu's side, he turned his head and looked at Chen Xiaoyu with a smile. "Boy, how lucky!"

After speaking, Liu Hong shook the bamboo stick in his hand a few times in front of Chen Xiaoyu. At this point, Chen Xiaoyu can still see the small words on the bamboo sticks very clearly. "Ding Liu!" Isn't this my opponent in the first round? Liu Hong! I really don't know if it's your misfortune or my luck.

For this kind of lord who is sent up and beaten with his face, Chen Xiaoyu will never be polite. Because of this unreasonable demand, I have to meet the other party's everything.

Coming to the ring area on the training ground, Chen Xiaoyu quickly found the ring with the "D" flag. When he walked to the front of the ring, a big man in a strong suit reached out to stop Chen Xiaoyu. "Show the bamboo stick!"

Chen Xiaoyu handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the big man, and after the big man took the bamboo stick and looked at it, he pointed to the row of chairs in front of him. "Your position is in the fifth, go and wait for the game to start in peace. Remember, there is no noise in the ring rest area. Violators have been eliminated. ”

Chen Xiaoyu took back his bamboo sticks, turned around and walked towards his No. 5 chair. As for the noise, Chen Xiaoyu, who is unfamiliar with life, doesn't think it will happen to him. What's more, he doesn't want to come into contact with these teenagers.

As soon as Chen Xiaoyu sat on the chair, Liu Hong, who was in chair No. 6, turned around and spoke to himself. "Chopping wood! I'm going back to chopping wood in the first round. It's so pitiful!" Liu Hong seemed to be deliberate, and his speech was full of neutrality, which made many teenagers in the Ding District cover their mouths and snicker.

However, for the eight teenagers who were snickering, Chen Xiaoyu did not make any response. Just said lightly. "Half of you will eat my fist. ”

Such arrogant words immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of others. This chopping wood is so arrogant that as soon as he came in, he said that half of the people would eat his fists. But the rest of the people immediately looked at this grim-faced young man, and his first-round opponent was Liu Hong.

Liu Hong's cultivation has reached the level of a fighting grandmaster, so he is so confident? Could it be that this guy who splits wood still has a cultivation above Liu Hong? Impossible! The young men made their own judgment in their hearts for the first time, because there was no fighting master in the Qian's firewood room who had chopped firewood in it. How did they know that Chen Xiaoyu created this Xianhe.

The big man who stood in Dingchang to check the bamboo sticks, after checking the bamboo sticks of the last contestant. Immediately came to the front of everyone. "My name is Mo Yu! Now that the number of 10 players is full, the game can begin. First, the No. 1 and No. 2 players are invited to start the competition. ”

Mo Yu didn't have any extra words, just stood in the middle of the ring. Waiting for this player to get on the band. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the first and second players to enter the ring. And these two are a martial artist and a spirit master. However, the cultivation of both of them is between the best, and their cultivation is also at the level of a martial arts master.

There was basically no suspense in the game, and in the end, the martial artist won. Because of the first three stages of the battle, the martial artists all have a relatively huge physical advantage. The spirit master who can't be a beast is fused with the beast soul and has the talent of a monster. It's not a martial artist's opponent.

"The first game is over, and the winner is the number two. Mo Yu waved his hand and announced the game. At the same time, the No. 3 and No. 4 players also took to the ring.

Just when the No. 3 and No. 4 players stepped into the ring, Qianlu appeared next to Liu Hui in the stands. "Liu Jiaotou! This time, your son has drawn a good lot! It can be said that he is the weakest of the ten rings in the Ding field. There is not a single disciple of the inner family. ”

How could Liu Hui not know the meaning of Qianlu's words. "Thank you, Steward Qianlu! After Hong'er comes out, I will definitely invite you to drink. ”

"Where! It's Liu Hong's own luck, and it has nothing to do with me. Qianlu's meaningful words are clear.

The second race ended very quickly, and the winner was also the even-numbered number four.

"Players five or six are on the ring. Mo Yu's rugged voice spread throughout the entire ring area, and the next match to be played in Ding Field not only attracted the attention of Liu Hui and Qian Lu. At the same time, Tucker and Qianxuan in the VIP area also looked at the Ding field.

"Master, how many moves do you think your junior brother can defeat that Liu Hong?" Tucker asked Qianxuan curiously, but Qianxuan gave him a gloomy look.

"Rest assured to watch the game! Didn't you lose to your junior brother the same? Then Liu Hong will naturally lose. As for how many defeats, how do I know?"

Qianxuan's words immediately reminded Tucker of the competition between himself and Chen Xiaoyu yesterday, although there was no real hands-on. But he still lost a promise to him, and he felt a little unhappy when he thought about it.

At the same time that Tucker was unhappy, Liu Hong and Chen Xiaoyu had slowly stepped into the ring. It looks like the game is about to start.

(It's boring, sometimes I'm sighing, and I'm struggling that I can't write a good plot and plot, but I'm still persistent, and I hope you don't give up on "Pure Land Domain.") I will work hard, and at the same time, I hope you understand and support!

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