"Meet the Ancestor!" all the monks stood up and saluted respectfully.

"It's all courteous!" Zhu Wenquan nodded and said with great satisfaction.

There are more than 2,000 monks from the Zhu family, plus thousands of monks from outside, there are nearly 10,000 people, and the strength of the Zhu family has reached an unprecedented peak.

Although most of them are low-level Qi cultivation period cultivators, as long as time is given, these Qi cultivation period cultivators will definitely become the pillars of the Zhu family.

More importantly, by cultivating these low-level monks, it is easier to gain their loyalty.

"Today is the day of the half-year Xiaobi, half a year ago, my Zhu family received one hundred formal disciples, and now that half a year has passed, it is time to see how these disciples are cultivating!" Zhu Wenquan looked around and continued: "In addition to this half-year Xiaobi, my Zhu family has also received thousands of Qi cultivation period cultivators, from today on, you are also the official disciples of the Zhu family, and the spirit stones and pills you cultivate are all supplied by the Zhu family!"

As soon as Zhu Wenquan's words came out, there were bursts of cheers below.

These low-level Qi cultivation stage cultivators have very low requirements, as long as they have a few spirit stones, they can be satisfied, not to mention the precious pills.

After Zhu Wenquan said these words, he immediately sat down.

A monk in the late stage of the foundation building period beside him immediately stood up and said in a loud voice: "Half a year Xiaobi, start now!"

The hundred disciples near the ring had already divided the order of battle.

This kind of ring match adopts an elimination system, and once you lose, you will be off immediately.

And the winner can participate in the next one.

"In the first game, I wish Dongsheng to fight Yang Yu!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Although it has been several months since the monks with foreign surnames entered the Zhu family, many monks in the Qi cultivation period of the Zhu family did not know that among the official disciples of this generation, there was actually a disciple surnamed Yang, and they were all immediately interested.

Not only the monks of the Zhu family, but also those monks with foreign surnames who had just entered the Zhu family were also a little surprised.

I secretly speculated in my heart: It seems that this Zhu family is not a family that protects the shortcomings, otherwise how could there be a monk with a foreign surname?

In the crowd, an old man in his fifties changed his face in vain.

This person is Yang Kaihui. As soon as he heard Yang Yu's name, he almost struck a spirit, and then stood on tiptoe and looked over.

He wanted to see if this Yang Yu was the Yang Yu he was looking for.

When Yang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he has tried his best to avoid this Zhu Dongsheng, this person seems to recognize himself, there is no doubt that this competition must have been arranged by Zhu Dongsheng, with his identity, this matter is not difficult to do.

Zhu Dongsheng's face was full of treacherous success, and when he passed by Yang Yu's side, he sneered: "Yang Yu, I just got a Xuanjin sword magic weapon, if I don't do it, I will take your life as soon as it comes out, even if I kill you, a disciple with a foreign surname, I think the ancestor will not blame me too much, if you want to live a few more days, kneel down for me as soon as you get into the ring!"

After that, Zhu Dongsheng jumped into the ring with a smug face.

"Yang Yu!" Zhu Xinyi heard what he said just now, although this Zhu Dongsheng was young and vigorous, his cultivation was far higher than Yang Yu after all, not to mention, his treasures would never be too weak.

"If you are not defeated, just admit defeat, it's not a big deal!" Zhu Xinyi said in a low voice.

"Haode, I know, don't worry!" Yang Yu nodded, he also felt Zhu Xinyi's concern.

"Yang Yu, Zhu Dongsheng's Xuanjin Sword magic weapon is not trivial, I think you should admit defeat directly, otherwise you will be seriously injured if you don't die!" Not far away, Zhu Jingmei actually spoke.

Although her voice was cold, it was for Yang Yu's sake.

This woman is also a descendant of the Zhu family, with a good status, Yang Yu has nothing to do with her, and it is just a one-sided relationship, but I didn't expect this person to open his mouth to remind himself!

"Thank you Senior Sister Jingmei for your concern!" Yang Yu arched his hand, stepped into the ring in a few steps, and stood facing Zhu Dongsheng.

"Yang Yu, this is Yang Yu!" Yang Kaihui saw Yang Yu's side face from a distance, and his face was suddenly full of joy.

Since entering the Zhu family, he originally thought that it would be impossible to meet Yang Yu again, but he never expected that he would meet Yang Yu here.

Moreover, Yang Yu actually became an official disciple of the Zhu family.

However, no matter what Yang Yu's identity is, as long as Yang Yu's whereabouts are discovered, Yang Kaihui will be satisfied.

Now that he is in the shadows, Yang Yu is in the light, he is not afraid that he will not have a chance to start.

Of course, this matter can only be done quietly, and must not be alarmed.

Zhu Wenquan sat cross-legged, although in his eyes, this kind of competition was simply a child's play, but as the ancestor of the Zhu family, in this situation, he couldn't help but watch.

Suddenly, Zhu Wenquan's eyes flashed.

His eyes swept over Yang Yu, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes condensed, and he stared at Yang Yu tightly.

After a while, Zhu Wenquan's face suddenly showed a slight hint of joy.

"This Yang Yu, what is the origin?" Zhu Wenquan said.

When several foundation-building monks beside him heard this, their faces changed drastically.

Especially the foundation building monk who accepted Yang Yu that day, he was even more shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Isn't it that the ancestor doesn't like this monk with a foreign surname?"

After a little muttering, he still gritted his teeth and said to Zhu Wenquan: "Ancestor, this person was originally a cousin of a mortal, and that day I saw that his qualifications were acceptable, so I included him as an official disciple." The younger generation has considered this matter a little inappropriately......"

"Very good!" Zhu Wenquan nodded slightly, and said no more.

The monk in the foundation building period didn't dare to speak again, and he was secretly speculating in his heart about what the word "very good" meant.

The reason why Yang Yu made Zhu Wenquan so interested was the yin qi on Yang Yu's body.

These Yin Spirit Qi concealed Yang Yu's cultivation, and the monks of the Foundation Building Period couldn't see through it, but they couldn't hide it from the eyes of the Jindan Stage Ancestor.

What made Zhu Wenquan even happier was that there seemed to be some similarities between this Yin Spirit Qi and the Yin Qi in the Demon Head.

A brilliant idea suddenly arose in Zhu Wenquan's heart.

............

In the ring, Zhu Dongsheng held the Xuanjin Sword in his hand, and his face was full of pride.

"Senior Brother Dongsheng, come on!"

"Senior Brother Dongsheng, a sword abolished him!"

............

More than a dozen disciples in the audience shouted as if they were not going to die.

Naturally, this is also paid.

Zhu Dongsheng enjoyed this moment very much, in front of the ancestor, in front of dozens of foundation-building period masters, and in front of thousands of Qi cultivation period cultivators, he wanted to become famous with one sword.

And Yang Yu is his stepping stone.

A stone that he has always trampled under his feet, penniless.

Zhu Dongsheng glanced at Zhu Xinyi again, only to see her nervous look on her face, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: "Little slut, I'll let you see how powerful I am later, and when I defeat Yang Yu, see if you dare not obey me?"

"Yang Yu, if you are afraid, kneel down and beg for mercy!" Zhu Dongsheng hahadaxiao said.

Yang Yu snorted coldly, the red light in his hand flashed, and a fireball floated out and flew towards Zhu Dongsheng.

Zhu Dongsheng's face was shocked when he saw this, he didn't expect that Yang Yu would make the first move.

"Whoosh!" A red light flashed, and Zhu Dongsheng only felt a hot spot on his head, and a burning smell came.

Suddenly, the top of his head became cold.

Everyone suddenly cheered up, it turned out that Zhu Dongsheng's hair was burned by the fireball, and the middle became bare, which looked very ridiculous.

Even the people who cheered for Zhu Dongsheng just now couldn't help laughing.

"The first game is over, Yang Yu wins!" said the monk of the foundation building period with an expressionless face.

"What, why did I lose?" Zhu Dongsheng held the Xuanjin Sword in his hand, his face was shocked and angry.

"Get down, if it weren't for Yang Yu's mercy, you would have died a long time ago!" The foundation building period monk's face turned cold, and he could see it clearly with his cultivation.

This fireball is very precise, and if it is slightly off, I am afraid that it will not be as simple as a hair.

Yang Yu was only a first-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and he was a little surprised that he was able to cultivate the Fireball Technique to such a proficient level.

Yang Yu arched his hand and quickly walked out of the ring.

And Zhu Dongsheng was full of sluggishness, he had been preparing for a long time for today's Xiaobi, and all aspects had been arranged, defeating Yang Yu was just a small step, and more importantly, he wanted to be powerful among the disciples.

But today, he was defeated in the hands of Yang Yu in the first battle, and he didn't even react.

"In the second game, Zhu Feiyang vs. Zhu Shengping!" the voice of the monk in the foundation building period came again.

The next battle was between the first-level cultivators in the Qi training period, and these disciples only had a few inferior magic swords in their hands, which were much rougher than the fights between mortals.

Occasionally, a few people use some kind of law to decide, and it is also very difficult.

This greatly reduced the interest of the crowd.

However, there were also several wonderful competitions during the period, such as Zhu Jingmei's one-hit victory, which caused bursts of applause.

..................

It wasn't until the lights came on that the competition came to an end.

Zhu Jingmei undoubtedly came out on top, and Yang Yu also entered the top ten.

If Yang Yu really wants to compete for this first place, it's not that he can't win, but for Yang Yu, this first place doesn't have much significance, not to mention, Yang Yu is a disciple with a foreign surname, and entering the top ten has already made many Zhu family monks stunned.

"This half-year small competition, Zhu Jingmei is the first place! From now on, the cultivation spirit stone is five pieces per month, and a Yuan Dan will be given......" After the monks in the foundation building period couldn't finish the reward, they respectfully bowed their hands to Zhu Wenquan and said: "Ancestor, before entering the first generation of Old Ancestor Cave Mansion to take treasure, you should ask all the senior brothers to collect apprentices!"

Zhu Wenquan bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "The old man is also having a good time today, and it is good to accept an apprentice!"

As soon as Zhu Wenquan said this, he was in an uproar.

What kind of person is Zhu Wenquan, the ancestor of the Zhu family, and the dignified monk of the Jindan period! If he can worship under his door, he will definitely ascend to heaven in one step.

Cultivation treasures and the like, naturally needless to say, just the noble status is coveted.

Even if he is a monk in the foundation building period, he has to be polite to Zhu Wenquan's disciples.

And such a good thing fell on the ten disciples who entered the top ten.

Not only the Qi cultivation period monks, but even the foundation building stage monks all had red eyes.

And those monks with foreign surnames, although they are very envious, they are disdainful, this is the Zhu family's half-year small ratio, and the apprentices are also the Zhu family's own people, can he still accept that Yang Yu!

And the ten disciples standing there were all overjoyed in their hearts.

Especially Zhu Jingmei, she was even more happy in her heart. She is a good blood relative of Zhu Wenquan, but the distance is extremely far, and since she can remember, the number of times she has seen Zhu Wenquan is also only a handful.

At this moment, Zhu Jingmei was extremely excited, she had a blood relationship with the ancestor, and she was the first place in this competition, and the ancestor had a high probability of choosing her.

If she can have the care of the ancestor, her cultivation will be smoother in the future.

"This Yang Yu kid seems to be good, the old man will take him as an apprentice!" Zhu Wenquan's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt, which shocked the monks.