Three days later, after all the people from the other major families came, the 20-year competition of the Dugu clan officially began.

The Xuanling Continent is large and small, with more than 100 sects, more than 200 families, and the total number of monks participating in the competition is no less than 2,000.

Under the backdrop of Wubi, the number of participants in Danbi is much smaller, and the total number of people is only 100, and some of them are close to 100 years old.

In the center of the Dugu tribe, there is a huge competition platform, the martial arts competition is divided into six games, the first with two people to fight alone, it is a hundred people from more than 2,000 people, and the next two levels are to hunt monsters in the snow field, who hunts the most, who is the first place.

This competition is fair and fair, and there are differences when it is unfair.

After all, the Dugu people are blessed with a geographical advantage.

As for the alchemist, it naturally has to go through five competitions before he can compete for the first place, and in the past, the Dugu clan has never set up an alchemist competition. This time it was a bit of a surprise.

After Feng Zhong took his daughter to find his place and sat down, there were already a few people sitting in the stands, and when he saw him coming over, he greeted him warmly, "Brother Feng, long time no see." ”

Feng Zhong turned around and introduced to Wen Cha: "This is the head of the Xiyuan Ming family, you come over and see the elders." ”

Wen Cha stepped forward to call someone, and the middle-aged man in the red robe smiled and nodded, "The last time I saw Ling Ai was on the full moon wine, so many years have passed in a flash." ”

Feng Zhong politely said a few words, and then introduced others to Wen Cha, and soon Wen Cha got to know the Zhongzhou Ling clan and the head of the Southern Gu clan.

The head of the Ling family said with a smile: "The little girl Ling Yan also participated in the alchemy master competition this time, so the children of the Feng family should be careful." ”

There was no deterrence in what he said, but Wen Cha still heard the provocation, although the alchemists of the Xuanling Continent were headed by the Feng family, it was not that there was no family that competed with the Feng family, the Zhongzhou Ling clan was an overseas family, and there were many spiritual grasses and opportunities on the overseas immortal mountains, so the Zhongzhou Ling clan was famous for alchemy, but because it was overseas, it was not as famous as the Feng family, but it was not much worse than alchemy.

"It's going to be a contest." Wen Cha was not stunned at all, "I haven't met an opponent of the same age for a long time." ”

The face of the head of the Ling family changed slightly, his daughter was more than five years older than Wen Cha, not the same age, but he was embarrassed to say this, so he could only nod vaguely, "Feng family child, there is no need for mercy." ”

"It's nature."

Feng Zhong looked at Wen Cha with a smile on his face, with a hint of pride on his face, and when they finished speaking, he nodded to the others and sat down with Wen Cha.

After a while, the new head of the Duanmu family, with Duanmu Liangchen and a few Duanmu family descendants, walked over, his eyes flashed when he saw Feng Zhong, and he didn't mean to speak at all, and after sitting down, he turned his head to make friends with the head of the Ling family.

The Duanmu family is now at odds with the Feng family, the Feng family has cut off the elixir supplied to the Duanmu family, the Duanmu family hates it to death, but it is helpless, and now when I see the head of the Ling family on the big competition, I naturally want to make friends, and with the support of the Ling family, the Feng family will become dispensable.

Feng Zhong didn't bother them, just quietly looked at the martial arts platform not far away, with a faint smile on his face.

No. 9 stood quietly behind Wen Cha, looking at the competition platform coldly, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, Dugu Yuyue, who followed his brother out, noticed him at a glance, and his eyes burst out with strong surprise.

"Brother, what's that person's name?"

Dugu Ao glanced in the direction of No. 9, and said in a rough voice: "A follower of the Feng family, how do I know his name." ”

"Is it just a follower?" Dugu Yuyue frowned.

"What's not a follower?" Dugu Ao said: "Didn't you see him standing behind the eldest lady of the Feng family?" ”

"Miss Feng Family......" Dugu Yuyue glanced at Wen Cha thoughtfully, "It turns out that she is Miss Feng Family, no wonder ......"

Seeing that her tone was wrong, Dugu Ao glanced at her unhappily, "What are you going to do?" Let me tell you, it's okay if you make trouble at home, now is not the time for you to be petty, especially the eldest lady of the Feng family, if you provoke her, your father will definitely throw you on the snow field again. ”

Dugu Moyue pursed her lips, "Big brother, I haven't done anything, what are you doing so fiercely?" I won't do anything to the eldest lady of the Feng family, I just want to bring her guards over, you can help me. ”

When Dugu Ao heard this unashamed request, he wanted to beat people, "I won't help you with this kind of thing, you'd better die of this heart." ”

Seeing that Dugu Ao didn't agree, Dugu Yuyue was instantly unhappy, "If you don't help, you won't help, I'll find my father, he will definitely help me!" ”

Looking at his sister's insistent back, Dugu Ao patted his head with a headache, feeling that Dugu Qianyue was still too naïve, and the people who could be brought by the head of the Feng family to participate in the martial arts competition were casually asked to go?

Before the martial arts competition began, the surrounding area was already full, crowded with people, the dreary air, and the noisy sound made Wen Cha frown.

No. 9 sensed her anxiety, and glanced down at the wooden sticks he had drawn, ranking five hundred and eighty-two, and it was still early for him to take the stage, so he went to talk to Feng Zhong, and took warm tea outside to breathe.

The two walked outside the crowd, and happened to meet Dugu Maoyue, who was waiting for the rabbit, and couldn't stop the smile on her face when she saw No. 9, "We met again, we really have fate." ”

Nine touched the long sword at his waist and looked at her expressionlessly, as if to judge whether she had come to find death.

Seeing his movements, Dugu Yuyue's face instantly stiffened, and she couldn't help but think of the arm he had injured, and her heart trembled a little, "I'm not, I'm just coming to tell you, whether you want to or not, you will be my man sooner or later." ”

After speaking, Dugu Yuyue glared at Wen Cha angrily, turned around and left.

Wen Cha touched the tip of his nose, looked at No. 9, and snorted coldly: "Dip the flowers and grass." ”

After saying that, he also left him and left, and No. 9 stood in place for a while, touching his ordinary face, not knowing what flowers and plants his face could provoke, it was clearly some annoying stumbling blocks.

At the other end of the alchemist's competition, a group of young and beautiful women stood in front of the stage, looking eagerly at the competition table.

Wen Cha found a nearby place to sit down, and Nine silently walked up to her, standing quietly behind her, protecting her like a statue.

The young woman sitting in the last row with her eyes closed felt that someone was coming, opened her eyes quietly, saw the back of No. 9, and felt very familiar, thinking of the genius boy in her memory, the woman immediately went to three points of sleep, tidied up her skirt, raised her feet and walked towards Wen Cha.

Walking to Wen Cha's side, Lingxiu's gentle face had a faint smile, "But the eldest lady of the Feng family?" ”