"Xin'er, walking around, I think you seem more nervous than me."
Under the moonlight, Hong Yuan looked at Ye Xin'er pacing back and forth around the big banyan tree and smiled.
The cool night wind blew by, blowing up Ye Xin'er's black hair and across her face.
She tied a strand of black hair behind her head, looked at Hong Yuan in surprise, and said:
"The competition will start tomorrow. Our two families have been preparing for it for eighteen years. How can I not be nervous?"
"How come you, on the other hand, look so confident and ready to take things at your fingertips? Hum, are you hiding any secrets from me?"
Seeing that Ye Xiner couldn't calm down for a while, and then raised her eyes to look at the moonlight, Hong Yuan shook his head gently:
"Secret? There isn't one."
"And it's not that I'm confident, but I understand that being nervous is useless."
As he said that, Hong Yuan put his hands behind his back.
A bright red blood light circulated in his fingers. He tapped the void, and immediately, a stream of blood-colored powder melted into the air.
A breeze blew, and Ye Xiner immediately felt a strong sense of sleepiness.
She yawned, forced herself to tell Hong Yuan not to be careless, and then walked towards her bedroom.
Under the cold moonlight, Hong Yuan was alone.
Hong Yuan raised his head and looked at the moon, with a trace of blood flashing in his eyes.
This bright moon has a deep relationship with him, Hong Yuan.
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The Luochen Ye family's annual meeting competition is no different from the annual meeting competitions of ordinary families. They all go through auditions, then compete in groups, and finally decide the champion.
Among them, those ranked among the top five have the qualifications to go to their own family to practice.
As for whether you have the ability to stay in your family for a long time, that depends on your luck.
The competition within our own family is a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times more severe than that of other families!
Because the Ye family is one of the four major families in Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent!
"Gu Fan, you have been assigned to Group A. As long as you avoid Ye Qianmei, you will definitely advance to the second round."
Ye Xiner held several pieces of snow-white paper in her hand and said to Hong Yuan cheerfully.
Hong Yuan didn't see anyone else and took the information directly.
When he saw that Ye Qianmei, the strongest, was only at the middle level of the third level, the corner of his mouth curled up inaudibly.
"A thirty-year-old third-level middle-level person, even if you go to the Ye family, you probably won't get any good training." Hong Yuan thought to himself.
In the eyes of the outside world, the thirty-year-old third-level medium is quite a genius.
But from the perspective of a Shenzhou-level force like the Ye family, such qualifications are extremely impressive!
Even within Fengxi Sect, it is difficult to be selected as a true successor.
Except for a very small number of warriors who are late bloomers, most warriors' breakthroughs are based on bravery and diligence, and singing loudly all the way.
However, Ye Qianmei's strength can indeed win over Luochen Ye's family.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
An hour later, with the sound of bells ringing, young people from the Luochen Ye family aged between sixteen and thirty began to enter the arena one after another and boarded different stages.
Hong Yuan, on the other hand, moved towards the sixth stage of Group A amid Ye Xiner's blessings.
"Ye Gufan's duel with Ye Yinong begins!"
The deacon raised his stick and beat the drum loudly.
Ye Yinong is a muscular man wearing a blue warrior uniform.
When the game started, he waved the red tassel spear in his hand, like a poisonous snake, and stabbed directly towards Hong Yuan.
"snort."
Hong Yuan snorted coldly, pulled out the snow-white sword from his waist, and faced him fiercely.
Ping ping pong pong——
There was a constant sound of weapons clashing.
Suddenly, Hong Yuan was in a neck-and-neck fight with Ye Yinong, a second-level peak opponent, and it was hard to tell the winner!
"Gufan, don't get hurt——"
Looking at this extremely thrilling scene, Ye Xiner held the pink silk scarf tightly in her hands, and bursts of cold sweat broke out from her forehead.
Her heart was completely attracted by this battle!
A quarter of an hour later, Hong Yuan, who was soaked with sweat, thrust out his sword and knocked off Ye Yinong's red-tasseled spear.
He narrowly defeated Ye Yinong with one move and won the victory.
"Have a good time, Ye Gufan, you are indeed a hero. I hope you can continue to walk with my expectations." Ye Yinong wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed boldly.
Hong Yuan was speechless and thought to himself: "Brother, if I hadn't acted in a reasonable manner in order to achieve perfect performance, you would have been swept away by me long ago."
Although he thought so in his heart, Hong Yuan handed over his hand and said: "Brother Yinong's pistol skills were extremely superb the first time. If we try it again, the outcome will still be difficult to determine."
Looking at the big eyes and the small eyes, for a moment, there was a feeling of mutual sympathy.
After defeating Ye Yinong, Hong Yuan still followed this method of speaking.
Along the way, he won with difficulty, and with his second-level peak strength, he stumbled into the top ten.
When everyone realized that Hong Yuan was only one step away from entering the top five, they were shocked and couldn't believe it.
"What's going on? How come this brother from the Gufan clan has entered the top ten?" The Luochenye clan, who had not paid much attention to Hong Yuan, suddenly woke up.
"Although Ye Gufan's qualifications are not good, his combat power cannot be underestimated. He is a strong man tempered in blood and fire. However, I'm afraid he will have to stop in the top ten." You have a vicious vision.
The clan elder commented.
"Great Gufan, we have finally reached this point. As long as we take another step forward, we can be promoted to our family. Even if we can't do it this year, we will definitely be able to do it next year!" Ye Xin'er smiled like a flower and held onto Hong Yuan tightly.
His big hands shook happily.
Hong Yuan responded gently, but in his heart he was shaking his head slightly.
It can't be that simple. To be able to play a top ten role is because he has used his utmost acting skills.
As early as the first few rounds, someone was already testing him!
"The night before dawn is the most dangerous. How can it be so easy to enter the top ten and be promoted to practice in the family?"
"Alas, it's a pity that I can't fight against the Martial Saint now, but the top brass of the Luochen Ye family can sway people from my family."
"Although it is very, very refreshing to use force to push things forward, it will cause too many changes. It is not a good idea. Let's wait a little longer."
Hong Yuan sighed softly in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He continued to amuse Ye Xiner with his words, making Ye Xiner's laughter ring non-stop in the small courtyard.
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the other side.
The central area of ​​the Luochen Ye family, where the patriarch and the four elders live, is the absolute center of power of the Luochen Ye family.
The old lineage of the Qingshui family.
In the study, Mr. Qingshui was giving orders to his daughter Ye Yanmin.
"Father, don't worry. The child will definitely negotiate with Ye Gufan so that he will lose to Xiaotian." Ye Yanmin stood on her head with her sword eyebrows and spoke firmly.
"Haha, there is no need to die so easily. Ye Gufan is a smart man. He doesn't want to be dignified, so you can help him look decent. Your Uncle Ershan will also go with you." Qingshui family elder said with a smile.
But Ye Yanmin was shocked because Ye Ershan was a fourth-level master!
If Uncle Ershan comes out, he must be captured easily.
"Then kid, please leave." Ye Yanmin bowed her hands and saluted, turned around and left without any hesitation.
After Ye Yanmin left, his younger brother Ye Tian, ​​who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but speak:
To be continued...