Under the gaze of many eyes, Wang Shijie also stood up, arched his hand at the guests who came to observe, and said in a deep voice: "Today is the annual day of my Wang family's clan comparison, thank you for coming to cheer, all of you here are old acquaintances, and the old man won't say much nonsense, the clan comparison begins." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After that, Wang Shijie's eyes looked at Wang Shijie beside him, who also smiled and nodded, quickly stood up, walked to the center of the martial arts arena, turned his right hand, and a bamboo slip appeared in his hand, and there were a lot of bamboo sticks inserted in the bamboo slips.

"The old rule, draw lots to determine the opponent, participate in the clan competition out of the lottery, in order to show fairness, everyone is not allowed to use magic weapons, in addition, the same clan to learn, no dead hand, violators are severely punished. ”

After listening to Wang Mingming's words, dozens of figures also walked out of the martial arts arena one after another, each taking a bamboo stick from the bamboo slip in Wang Mingming's hand.

"There are five stone platforms here, if you get the top five numbers, let's start first!" Seeing that everyone had finished drawing lots, Wang Mingzhi pointed to the five stone platforms behind him and said.

Wang Changsheng glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand, which said "one" in black ink, and did not hesitate at the moment, he walked directly to the No. 1 stone platform, and after he came to the stage, he saw a round thing and climbed up, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at the moment.

"Wang Changge, why are you," Wang Changsheng looked helplessly at the round Wang Changge in front of him and said.

"Do you think I want to..." Wang Changge sighed, since Wang Changsheng defeated Wang Changqing last time, he understands that the current Wang Changsheng is not what it used to be, if he fights, he is naturally not Wang Changsheng's opponent, but the lottery has been drawn, and he can't abstain, otherwise when the time comes, with his father's violent temper, his father will not spare him.

Wang Changsheng shook his head sympathetically and said, "Don't worry! ”

Hearing this, Wang Changge was also speechless, and his eyes were a little resentful.

When the two looked at each other, Wang Mingzhi below saw that the first batch of people had already come to the stage, and then he also waved his hand and shouted: "The clan competition begins." ”

As soon as Wang Mingming's words fell, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena suddenly boiled, and on several stone platforms, there were also incantations.

"Hehe, I also advanced to the third layer of qi refining a month ago, Brother Changsheng, you have to be more careful," Listening to Wang Mingming's words, Wang Changge also smiled, and his mouth was also full of words, and his ten fingers also quickly pinched the trick, and a little red light appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to be careless, his lips were also squirming, and his hands were also gesturing.

"Fireball. ”

With a light shout from both sides, a fireball came out of their hands and smashed towards the other party, but the fireball cast by Wang Changsheng was bigger than Wang Changge, and the casting speed was much faster than him.

With a "poof", two fireballs collided and burst open, filling the surrounding air with a wave of heat.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changge was slightly startled, he could naturally feel that the power of the opponent's fireball was far above him, he didn't have time to think about it, he was about to recite the spell again, at this moment, with a "whoosh", a red fireball shot out from Wang Changsheng's hand again, and instantly arrived in front of Wang Changge.

Wang Changge's face panicked, and a burst of yellow light surged on his body, wrapping his entire body.

With a "boom", the fireball hit a layer of yellow light mask, and immediately burst open, drowning Wang Changge's figure in it.

Wang Changge pressed one hand on the yellow shield, the yellow light on his body rose, and the fire slowly lowered.

Before Wang Changge could breathe a sigh of relief, another red fireball flew in front of him.

"Ahem, I admit defeat!"

Wang Changge let out a long sigh and said.

As soon as the words fell, the fireball in front of him turned into a little red light and disappeared.

"Wang Changsheng wins. ”

Under the stone platform, Wang Zhizhi frowned lightly, and looked at Wang Changsheng with some surprise, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Wang Changsheng had cultivated the fireball technique to Xiaocheng, and his son had also done it, but the former was only thirteen years old, which had to be a little surprising.

After hearing Wang Mingming's announcement, there were also some eyes in the martial arts arena looking at Wang Changsheng, although they were a little surprised that Wang Changge was defeated so quickly, but they didn't care too much, in their opinion, with Wang Changge's qualifications of the four spirit roots, he could cultivate to today's realm, and he didn't use pills to pile up, and it was not too incredible to win him.

However, the guests in the VIP seats don't think so, and with their vicious eyes, they can naturally see the problem.

"Fireball Technique Xiaocheng, fourth brother, your son has taught well!"

"Where is the second brother, the stupid bird flies first!" Wang Mingyuan glanced at the sturdy middle-aged man and said lightly.

"Senior Wang, it seems that the nobles have produced another good seedling!" Wang Shijie's right, a middle-aged monk dressed as a Taoist priest said with a smile.

"Qingyun Sanren praised it falsely, when it comes to good seedlings, how can it be compared with your niece," Wang Shijie glanced at the young girl behind the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, he glanced at Wang Changsheng in the martial arts arena, and asked Wang Mingyuan:

"Fourth, how old is Changsheng this year. ”

"Ahh

"Thirteen years old?" Wang Shijie nodded, looking thoughtful.

Wang Changsheng did not ignore those gazes, and looked at the other stone platforms, just as he saw Wang Changfeng breaking through the other party's body protection spirit shield with a wind blade.

Defeating the opponent easily, Wang Changfeng looked at the young girl behind the Taoist priest with an excited face, followed the girl's gaze, and finally fell on Wang Changsheng's body, so angry that he glared at Wang Changsheng fiercely.

Wang Changsheng didn't care, retracted his gaze, and walked down the stone platform with Wang Changge.

In the first round, he did not encounter too tricky opponents, so after Wang Changge, Wang Changsheng won another game, which can be regarded as a smooth break into the top ten, and because the two games were relatively easy, he did not show too amazing strength, so some people think that Wang Changsheng has some good luck in it.

Compared with Wang Changsheng's two dull games, Wang Changfeng and Wang Changxue have unsurprisingly become the focus of the martial arts arena, because from beginning to end, when the two met their opponents, they defeated each other with one move, and that kind of overwhelming victory attracted the attention of many people.

"Brother Changsheng, why do I think Wang Changfeng looks at you a little wrong," Wang Changge, a defeated general, came to Wang Changsheng's side and asked curiously.

"You call me brother, but why do you call him Wang Changfeng," Wang Changsheng didn't answer, diverting the topic.

"I'm not the same kind of person as him, and I always feel that he's not a good person," Wang Changge thought about it seriously and said truthfully.

"It's all the same race, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, it's not good for others to hear it," Wang Changsheng patted Wang Changge's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm just telling you, I don't tell him in general. ”

Wang Changsheng smiled knowingly and was silent.

"The second round of the competition has begun, Wang Changsheng. ”