"The upper sect has an order: let my Zhong clan come out of the nest and level the barbarian clan at the southern foothills, can the sons dare to show their swords?"

"Don't break the barbarian's vow, don't pay it back!

The Zhong clan gave the head of the family a warm response.

Not only because of the majesty of the head of the family, but also because of the blood feud between the Zhong family and the barbarian demon people in the southern foothills.

The move of the head of the Zhong family is just in line with the will of the people and the trend of the times!

Not to mention anything else, Zhong Shenxiu's father, the most amazing patriarch of the Zhong clan, fell into the hands of the demon people in the southern foothills.

The head of a clan is like this, let alone the others.

"Okay! This expedition, I swear to break the barbarians and level the South Island in one fell swoop, only I am the only one in the Zhong family!

However, our elders have other important tasks, and the command of this battle will be held by young people such as you, can you dare to take on the big responsibility?"

"Don't give in!"

Before the high platform, the descendants of the Zhong family who participated in the clan competition were enthusiastic and promised loudly!

In his expression, there was a frenzy, without the slightest timidity.

"Very good! I declare: Today's clan competition is a contest to win the handsome!

The winners are all generals and colonels. Those who rank in the top 100 will join the army and be the team.

The top ten are the captains, and the leaders are the commanders of the armies!

Sons, today, is the time for you to take on great responsibilities, do you dare?"

"The head of the family is wise!"

As soon as these words came out, all the descendants of the Zhong family knelt on one knee and shouted "The head of the family is wise", like a tsunami!

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom.

This move by the head of the Zhong family won the hearts of the clansmen in one fell swoop, and it also stimulated morale, and he was counted in one fell swoop.

Presumably, after more than two months of retreat and cultivation, many things happened to the Zhong family that they didn't know.

Needless to say, the forces of all parties must have reached some kind of tacit understanding during this period of time.

But he was excluded.

"It is worthy of being the 'leader of the Wuyue Alliance', and the shot is really extraordinary, hey!"

Zhong Shenxiu secretly discussed, but the head of the Zhong family stood up, suppressed the tsunami-like cheers of everyone, and spoke again.

"According to the convention of the clan competition, those who participate in the clan competition will all receive number plates, and they will fight head to tail, and they will be carried out at the same time!

As he spoke, with a wave of his sleeves, hundreds of black lights flew out of his robes.

The birds fell into the arms of hundreds of Zhong juniors.

Zhong Shenxiu is no exception, a black ebony number plate fell into the palm of his hand, and the score was exactly right.

Although Zhong Shenxiu is participating in the big competition for the first time, he is no stranger to the process of the big competition.

Pick up the ebony black wooden card in your hand and take a look, a huge "one" word is impressively listed.

Zhong Shenxiu smiled slightly, his uncle, he really took care of himself.

I heard that in previous years, the first battle of the year-end competition was the patent of my cousin.

Now that he has given it to himself, it seems that his uncle, is really "treating himself as his own".

In this case, how can he live up to his uncle's "good intentions"?

Zhong Shenxiu secretly thought in his heart, but he did not hesitate.

Turning around and saluting the elders on the high platform, he walked to the center of the school yard, walking calmly and without panic.

Zhong Shenxiu's opponent didn't let him wait too long.

As soon as Zhong Shenxiu stood still, he saw a figure, jumping out of the crowd, with a vigorous posture.

and Zhong Shenxiu's follow-up, forming a stark contrast, and making judgments.

"In Xia Zhong Ziyu, I have seen Xiu Gongzi!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly, with the sword in his hand, across his chest.

"It turned out to be Brother Ziyu, polite!

That Zhong Qingyu's eyes were narrow and long, and his lips were thin, so he knew at a glance that he was not a good person to get along with.

This clan comparison is related to the status of the future, and Zhong Ziyu will naturally not give in.

With a "choking" sound, a narrow thin sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

A bit of cold light converged on the tip of the sword, and the flying star shot at the moon, shooting towards Zhong Shenxiu's throat.

This Zhong Ziyu's cultivation is relatively outstanding among the descendants of the Zhong family.

The skill of a quick sword is also not shallow, and it should not be underestimated.

But he alone is not in Zhong Shenxiu's eyes.

With his understanding of his uncle, he will definitely not let him pass the test easily in the future.

Therefore, Zhong Shenxiu does not plan to entangle with Zhong Ziyu more, a quick decision, and saving energy is the king.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Shenxiu did not retreat but advanced, turned sideways, rolled, obliquely, and rioted......

The thirteen swords that are the foundation of the Zhong clan's entry, in Zhong Shenxiu's hands, are superb, and their power is amazing.

The infinitely sharp sword light flashed away, and Sumeru knocked Zhong Ziyu's thin sword away.

A little cold light points directly to the center of the eyebrows, the forest is cold and biting, and the murderous aura is Lingyun!

"I lost!"

Zhong Ziyu, who was stunned, was full of unwillingness, and his narrow eyes flickered.

This year's ethnic ratio is extraordinary and significant.

Among the younger generations of the Zhong family, Zhong Ziyu can be regarded as a young and handsome man with great ambitions.

I didn't expect that my rise to the ground would have broken my wings before I started.

However, no matter how unwilling he was, under Zhong Shenxiu's sharp and cold sword, he had to admit defeat.

Otherwise, he had no doubt, and if he hesitated for a moment, Zhong Shenxiu would dare to send the sword forward, penetrate straight into the skull, and take his life.

The future and life are more important at a glance.

After taking Zhong Ziyu lightly with a sword, Zhong Shenxiu put away his sword and stood.

At this moment, on the school field, hundreds of Zhong juniors have already held their swords in their hands, and they have caught and killed each other in the order of the number plates.

Zhong Shenxiu solved the battle and was the first group of people.

However, when he raised his sword and looked around, there were already more than a dozen people gathered together calmly and calmly, pointing out the country.

The first of them was his cousin Zhong Ziqi.

The rest of the people are all the sons of the real power leaders of the Zhong family, such as Zhong Boya, the son of the Zhong family's 'Yue Buqun'.

To say that there is no catty in it, Zhong Shenxiu feels that he will not even believe his own sword hilt.

However, these second-generation people are faintly huddled, but Zhong Shenxiu will not be bored.

Holding the long sword upside down, he watched the fight of the Zhong juniors with interest.

I saw hundreds of people on the field catching and fighting, but they were also orderly and orderly.

From time to time, some clansmen will miss and be defeated.

The winners are naturally in high spirits, gathering in groups of three or five, talking and laughing.

The defeated person is depressed and automatically and consciously retreats from the sidelines.

Naturally, someone received them, put on armor and swords for them, and included them in the armor battalion.

Zhong Shenxiu knew that these people would probably have to fight for the Zhong family in all directions as a soldier in the armor battalion for the rest of their lives, and they would rest until they died.

The opening words of the head of the Zhong family can be described as impassioned.

However, the hidden cruelty in this is bloody, naked and the strong.

A race competition, one step of heaven and one step of hell, the winner is king.

The winner, who is a master, holds the real power of the family, and has unlimited scenery.

The loser was reduced to a soldier, shrouded in horse leather, overcoming thorns and thorns for the rise and fall of the clan, and spilling blood on his skull!