Looking at the energetic and energetic teenagers in the ring, Ling Feihong made another encouraging speech, and finally said:

"The following family competition is presided over by the steward of Dehui."

After giving the order, he sat back in his seat and watched the rest of the ring with the rest of the hierarchy.

In the ring, steward Ling Dehui said loudly:

"Next, let's start the lottery!"

A subordinate who was waiting under the ring immediately trotted into the ring with a large wooden box and placed the wooden box in front of the crowd phalanx.

Under the arrangement of Ling Dehui's steward, everyone in the phalanx stepped forward to draw lots one by one.

"Ling Guangji, Nine!"

"Ling Sichun, No. 11!"

"Ling Siyuan, No. 45!"

Ling Dehui sang the votes one by one, and the subordinates on the side wrote everyone's names with a brush on a large whiteboard.

When it was Ling Jiuqiu's turn, he drew a bamboo stick with the word 'eighteen' written on it.

Ling Bailong drew the fifty-fifth number.

After the draw is completed.

Ling Dehui talked about the competition system for everyone.

"There are a total of sixty-seven contestants, that is, sixty-seven numbers, and the two adjacent numbers are facing each other, that is, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, and so on, the winner advances, the loser is eliminated, and No. 67 has a bye in the first round."

"In the second round, the same adjacency is played against the adjacent numbers, that is, the winner between the number one and the two, the winner between the number three and the four, and so on, until the semi-finals of the final round are promoted."

"The semi-finals will be played in a round-robin format."

"Each person plays against the other three, one point is deducted for one win, one point is deducted for one loss, and the final ranking is determined by the score, and if the two sides have the same score, they will be judged by victory or defeat."

"All in doubt, right?"

At this time, a teenager who participated in the family competition for the first time raised his hand and asked: "Steward, for example, a person who originally had the strength of the runner-up met the strongest person in the first round, wouldn't he be eliminated in the first game?" Wouldn't that be ......?"

Ling Dehui's gaze fell on the young man, and he said solemnly: "Could it be anything?" It's not fair? Or bad luck? ”

"Let me tell you, either you have absolute strength, no matter who you meet, you will directly defeat the other party, and naturally push all the way to become the champion."

"If you don't have this kind of strength, you will lose, so obediently accept your fate, don't feel bad luck, or the competition system is unfair."

"Just like when you travel abroad in the future, no matter how strong your talent and strength are, if you are unlucky and are killed by a stronger person passing by, stoned to death by a meteorite falling from the sky, drowned by an earthquake, etc., you will die if you die, no one will remember the loser, and no one will feel sorry for you."

"Remember, luck is also a form of strength."

After speaking, Ling Dehui's gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the phalanx.

"Okay, since there is no problem, then the game is ready to start, No. 1 and No. 2 stay, and the others will go down to watch the game first."

Ling Jiuqiu and Ling Bailong walked in the direction of the high platform one after the other.

"Try to make it to the end, or you won't have a chance to bump into me in the ring."

Ling Bailong said indifferently behind him.

Ling Jiuqiu didn't pause at his feet, but just lightly dropped a sentence: "Let's wait and see." ”

The two returned to the high platform one after another.

Ling Bailong sat in the exclusive seat, while Ling Jiuqiu stood quietly beside Ling Feihong.

The first duel soon began.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, against a teenager who is about the same age, both sides are true qi realm triple cultivation, and their strength is between the two of them, and the battle is a bit interesting.

It's just that everyone knows that this kind of strength can only be regarded as ordinary among everyone.

Duels were fought one by one.

It wasn't until the sixth game that a player appeared that caught the eyes of many people.

"Sichun clan sister is on the field!"

"The strength of the Sichun clan sister, I heard that she has already reached the middle stage of the True Qi Realm, and she is worthy of being the top genius of the family."

"This scene must be very interesting, Sichun clan sister is very strong, her opponent Anping clan brother is also very strong, both of them are the top four popular candidates, they met so early, I don't know who killed the deer?"

In the Ling clan, it is natural that there is not only a genius for Bai Long, but before his rise, there were many famous geniuses in the clan.

Ling Anping is one of them.

He is fifteen years old this year, to be exact, he will turn sixteen years old in a month, and he is the oldest player in this family competition, two months older than Ling Jiuqiu.

Although his martial soul is only a Xuan-level top-grade, barely considered a top grade in the family, and not a top at all, but because he awakened early, he has cultivated more than a year more than others, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Gundam True Qi Realm, and his combat experience is far richer than others.

Considered the top four favorites.

If there is no Ling Bailong, I am afraid that many people will regard Ling Anping as one of the favorites to win the championship.

And with the rise of Ling Bailong, everyone believes that there is no favorite to win the championship this year, only the definite champion - Ling Bailong.

No matter how strong the others are, they can only compete for the remaining three spots in the top four.

Ling Sichun is also one of the top four favorites.

She is the granddaughter of the Third Elder, a full year younger than Ling Jiuqiu, and she only turned fourteen five months ago, but she has awakened the martial soul for more than a year, and she is still a low-grade martial soul at the ground level.

His reputation has long since spread within the family.

As early as five months ago, when she had just turned fourteen, she had defeated a clan brother who had been cultivated in the fourth level of the True Qi Realm, and this incident made her even more famous.

In the ring.

Ling Sichun waved the long whip in his hand.

"Smack!"

A soft whip that was two or three meters long was wrapped in a blood-colored dragon and shot out.

Divine Weapon Department, Whip, Ground-level Martial Soul Golden Jiao Whip.

Among all kinds of martial spirits, whip martial souls have always been known for their fast attack speed, long attack distance, and flexible and weird attack methods.

Moreover, a whip-type martial soul awakened like Ling Sichun can be called an arm command for the control of the long whip, and he can do whatever he wants, which is much more proficient than ordinary people's decades of practice.

I saw that the lifelike golden whip broke through the air quickly, and the head at the tip of the whip was thrown towards the opponent.

Ling Anping's body was full of thunder, and before the long whip attack came, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

There was only a blue trail left in the air.

His thunder element martial soul can stimulate the physical body, exert great strength and speed, and under long-term stimulation, the body can also develop faster, taller, and stronger than ordinary people.

Ling Anping, who has awakened the Thunder Element Martial Spirit for two years, is one meter nine tall, as burly as a bear, with muscles as strong as an iron plate, and his appearance is also quite old.

If someone who is not familiar with it sees it, I am afraid that at first glance he will be regarded as a young man in his twenties and thirties.

In the ring, the two fought fast.

The two- or three-meter-long golden whip was constantly waved in the air, and the crisp sound of snapping was endless.

Ling Anping ran around Ling Sichun at great speed, his body almost turning into a blue phantom, dodging attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.