"Hey, do you want to jump off yourself, or should we throw you down?"

Feng Wuxin squinted his eyes and moved his gaze downwards. When he saw Min Hao's slightly trembling legs, he felt a little disdainful.

People like this are still clamoring to bully Yunhuang. Can any kind of person participate in the family competition now? Sure enough, he was right not to participate in this kind of competition before.

Min Hao blushed at Feng Wuxin's straightforward question. He could even imagine that his reputation in the Min family would be even worse after the family competition.

Damn it, Yunhuang is a nemesis, as long as he meets Yunhuang, he will be unlucky.

But if you don't jump, then those people wailing under the ring will serve as a lesson to others.

"Don't worry, just knock him down."

Xiao Meng had already rolled up his sleeves and walked over, carrying an unpredictable aura about him.

Min Hao glanced at the expressionless Zhuang Chunsheng again, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and jumped down.

Even if this little bitch Yunhuang is lucky, he doesn't understand. This bitch is obviously weaker and she is a waste. Why don't Feng Wuxin and the others beat Yunhuang down and keep someone like her in the ring? Feng Wuxin

Don’t you feel uncomfortable waiting for someone without any intention?

With a "pop" sound, as Min Hao jumped off the ring, the time for a stick of incense had come.

Everyone saw that only four Yunhuang people were left in the ring, and they all looked to the stands with some regret.

In the past, in the first competition of the family competition, fifty people were left in each arena, but Yunhuang and the others just didn't play according to common sense. Now there are only four people left in the arena. How will the next competition proceed?

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"this……"

In the stands, Mr. Zhang glanced at the unfriendly family, and subconsciously looked at King Han.

This kind of thing has never happened in a family competition, so what should we do now? If we don’t find a solution, the next competition will not be able to proceed.

Although the families participating in the family competition are more concerned about winning or losing, the result of the competition is also related to the foundation of the Flame Nation. Being able to study at Hanwu Academy is bringing glory to the country. Which country has more masters, which country has greater natural strength.

Stronger.

"Ignorant child, he actually ignored the rules of the game."

Wang Han had a gloomy face, spoke coldly, and glanced at the great elder subconsciously.

The great elder looked unkind and was about to retaliate. Elder Feng, who was full of excitement, was unhappy: "Master Wang, what he said is wrong. Only those who have no ability will be kicked off the ring. It only means that their skills are inferior to others. If

The number of people needed is not fifty. Naturally, whoever has the ability will stay in the ring. The ring is so small, so why do so many people take up space? If you don’t have the ability to go down early, why do you talk so much?"

The elder of the Feng family said it bluntly. With a single word, a gun and a stick were used, and the disciples who were kicked off the ring were those of the Wang family who were the most numerous and fastest. Of course Wang Han was not happy.

But so what, the Feng family is not afraid of the Wang family. Except for the Lu family and the Si family, which they don't want to offend, what else do they fear?

"you……"

Wang Han was furious. It seemed to him that Elder Feng meant to laugh at the low cultivation level of their Wang family disciples. This was a taboo of their Wang family.

"I think Elder Feng Er is right. It is indeed true. Instead of complaining here, why not think of ways to try to get more of your disciples to regain their quota? Why not just let the disciples who were beaten down have another try?

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The elder touched his beard without looking at Wang Han.

Elder Feng twitched his lips at the first elder and looked at Yunhuang who was standing on the ring.

He saw that the Yun family was not bad, but it was a pity that they were squeezed out of the eight major families, and that Yunhuang of the Yun family was not bad at all. How bad could someone be who could get close to their young master.

"This... it's probably too late. The second competition will be after half a cup of tea."

Master Zhang shook his head slightly, and King Han stared at Yunhuang on the stage with a gloomy look, and his hands on the seat continued to tighten.

Yunhuang, this bitch, has indeed had second thoughts about her for a long time. She didn't even give her such a powerful mobile talisman. Also, when did she become acquainted with Feng Wuxin, Zhuang Chunsheng and others, why didn't she know about it?

If she told herself all this, she would be able to win over people from the Eight Families.

"I think it's better for me to place substitutes in the order of those who were knocked off the ring, all the way up to the 46th person from the bottom who was knocked off the ring."

King Xuan thought for a moment, and Master Zhang's eyes lit up. Although the other sect leaders were a little dissatisfied, there was currently no better way.

After a while, Mr. Zhang announced this method, and the people in the audience didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, they all looked at Yunhuang and Feng Wuxin.

There was no way, Feng Wuxin and Zhuang Chunsheng were too conspicuous.

Oh, as well as Lu Xun and other eight sons of the Lu family, they are all the proud sons of heaven. This year's family competition is still very fierce.

"Okay, today's second competition is about to begin. In a single duel, the promoted disciples need to form a team with other promoted disciples from their own family for a five-person duel. If more than four people from each family are promoted, they can be resurrected.

One person, this is a new competition method added this year, it tests family unity, and the winner will enter the third competition."

Mr. Zhang arranged what he had just done, looked at the various families competing secretly, and sighed.

Incense was lit in every corner of Fengyun Square again, and the time for the competition was coming again.

An attendant handed a thick roster to Master Zhang. Master Zhang opened the roster. When he saw the list of duels on the roster, he paused slightly and subconsciously looked to the east of the arena.

Isn't Yunhuang unlucky? In this competition, he actually picked Song Honglang, the young master of the Song family.

Song Honglang is not only a seventh-level alchemist, but also an eighth-level master of the Ling Sect and possesses the mythical beast Vajra Ape.

The King Kong Ape is very powerful. If it hits him with one punch, Yunhuang will definitely be killed or crippled. What's more, the King Kong Ape's Qing Ming Cry is extremely harsh and can overcome the opponent's psychology and create illusions for the opponent. The Song family has always been called Qing Ming.

The mental power of the cry is only slightly lower than that of the summoner. If it encounters Song Honglang, Yunhuang may not be able to hold on for long.

"Brother Honglang, teach that little bitch a lesson."

On the next stage in the arena, Song Ziling glared at Yunhuang fiercely, her heart filled with ridicule.

Yunhuang is really doomed against her brother. She hopes that her brother will teach Jiaxun a good lesson, avenge her, and maybe get the Purple Scrophulariaceae back.

Song Ziling thought, already drew out her whip, and then rushed towards her opponent.

She was lucky enough to draw a disciple whose cultivation level was not as high as hers. While paying attention to Yunhuang from the corner of her eye, she exchanged blows with her opponent, using all her hatred towards Yunhuang on the opponent.

In the stands, Yunhuang stretched his arms and looked at Song Honglang opposite him.

The head of the Song family, who is neither male nor female, only has one biological daughter, and Song Honglang is his adopted son. In the Song family, because of Song Honglang's status as an alchemist and his high level of cultivation, he has secured his position as the young master.

Being able to be adopted by the head of the Song family among so many disciples shows that Song Honglang's mind and methods are extraordinary, which can be seen to some extent from his appearance.

Gloomy, like a poisonous snake, was Yunhuang's first impression when she saw Song Honglang.

Even that gloom brought down his originally handsome appearance.

"Yunhuang? Just you, you are not qualified to stand on the same stage as this young master. If you are wise, apologize to Ziling and then get off the stage."

Song Honglang looked aloof. Next door, Song Ziling looked at him like this, smiled shyly, and swung the whip in her hand even harder.

In Song Honglang's view, competing with a waste like Yunhuang would lower his status.

People like them grew up under various auras and felt that they were born different from others, and he seemed to have forgotten that Yunhuang was a person who had killed even masters like Wang Xun, but in their eyes it was not enough.

, Yunhuang is not good enough to compare with them.

"Master, let Fengfeng teach this guy a lesson."

"And I, Master, let me come out!"

In the space, Fengfeng and Qilin's angry voices rang out. Today's family competition, they want everyone to see who is the waste. Their master will definitely blind the eyes of these disciples of the family!


Chapter completed!