There are no clouds in the sky, and the deep blue sky is dyed by the sunlight, and is covered with a layer of lavender clouds.
In the west of the city, there are several huge arenas.
These arenas are used by the children of the Rong family to compete in martial arts during the great competitions. However, if there is a grudge between fellow disciples, they can also compete openly and openly here, and settle the grudges in one battle.
Of course, the arena here cannot be used casually.
Even Rong Kaixin had to apply one day in advance to get the right to use one of the arenas.
At this time, at noon, when Rong Kaixuan followed his grandfather and others to the ring, he found that Rong Yitie and his son had been waiting here for a long time.
However, what surprised him was that Rong Kaijie was not here.
Seeing Rong Jielin coming in person, Rong Yitie's expression changed slightly. He smiled dryly and said, "Hey, I didn't expect that some of the grievances between the juniors could disturb Uncle Lin. I'm really sorry."
Rong Jielin looked at him coldly and said, "Kaixuan is my grandson. Hum, naturally I can't watch him being bullied." He paused and said, "I heard that my nephew is so disdainful of me.
There is a big prejudice between Sanzi and Kaixuan. Do you want me to apologize to you personally?"
Rong Yitie secretly cursed in his heart, relying on his old age to live up to his old age. But he forced a smile on his face and said: "Uncle Lin is joking, my nephew didn't know that Brother Yiyang was your disciple before, otherwise he wouldn't have
There will be a conflict with them."
"Huh." Rong Jielin snorted softly and said: "Forget it, since your master has challenged Kaixuan, let's decide the outcome in the ring today." He said slowly: "After today's battle, I hope
Our two families can turn their hostility into friendship and stop fighting each other."
This rule was set by the ancestors of the Rong family.
After all, the Rong family has a great business and has many children, but only a few resources, so conflicts are inevitable.
The ancestors of the Rong family made a rule when they were still alive. If there is a grudge between the two sides, the winner can be decided in the arena. After a battle, the grudges will be cleared.
It is precisely because of this rule that over the years, although the Rong family has inevitably suffered from internal strife, it has been able to maintain its existence without any major divisions.
Rong Yitie nodded repeatedly and said: "What Uncle Lin said is that we are all descendants of the Rong family after all. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water." He turned his head and said pretentiously: "Xin'er, after today's battle, regardless of whether
Win or lose, this matter ends here, do you understand?"
"Yes." Rong Kaixin lowered his head and responded. However, in his lowered eyes, there was a hint of murderous intent.
"Boom..."
A crisp sound was heard on the ring, and a middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "You two, the time has come, you can use the ring."
This is the warrior in the family who is in charge of and maintains the arena. Although his cultivation is far inferior to that of Rong Jielin, he is in charge here today.
Rong Jielin nodded slightly, glanced at Rong Kaixuan, and whispered: "Be careful."
"Well, don't worry, Grandpa."
Rong Kaixuan's body swayed, and he quickly jumped out and jumped onto the ring.
Rong Yitie and his son were both slightly startled. For some reason, they had a feeling. That is, this boy's movements seemed to be more flexible than a month ago.
But at this moment, they have no reason to back down.
Rong Kaixin let out a low roar, kicked his feet hard, and flew onto the ring like a roc spreading its wings.
The middle-aged man above looked at both sides and said: "Today's competition in the ring, I will be responsible for the arbitration. You two can do whatever you want, but once one side admits defeat, the other side must stop immediately." He paused and said.
: "If someone violates this, don't blame me for punishing them severely."
Rong Kaixuan and Rong Kaixuan should be both at the same time, but it is unknown what they were thinking.
The middle-aged man slowly stepped back from the ring, clapped on a small copper bell in the corner, and made a sweet sound again.
"The competition begins."
Rong Kaixin's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he rushed toward Rong Kaixuan like lightning.
He is a mid-term warrior, but the opponent is a spiritual person, so of course he has to get close before attacking.
Rong Kaixuan smiled slightly, and he raised a finger calmly, with a subtle light shining on his finger.
After seeing this bit of light, Rong Kai couldn't help but turn pale with fright. He screamed strangely, and retreated faster than he rushed forward.
The middle-aged man supervising next to him was startled. He looked at Rong Kaixuan's fingers in confusion and thought to himself, maybe this is some new skill, but he was so ignorant that he didn't know it.
Rong Kaixuan laughed loudly and said: "Brother Kaixin, my spiritual bullet has not been formed yet. You are making too much of a fuss."
During the conflict in the past, Rong Kaixuan released the spiritual bullet, and Rong Kaixin was caught off guard and was knocked unconscious on the spot. This incident was still fresh in his memory, and he was in awe of the spiritual bullet. Therefore, after seeing Rong Kaixuan,
After showing the tendency to release again, he immediately retreated like a frightened bird.
However, after hearing what Rong Kaixuan said, he realized that he had actually been tricked.
A trace of ferocity appeared on his face, and Rong Kaixin gritted his teeth and rushed forward again. When he was halfway, he punched the chest. The punch was so fierce that all the powerful energy of the mid-term warrior was released. p>
Rong Kaixuan mocked in his mouth, but he didn't dare to neglect in his heart.
When the finger moved again, the flickering light immediately expanded and turned into a ball of light the size of a basketball.
"Go ahead."
The light group flashed and flew towards Rong Kaixin.
Spiritual beings are powerful because they can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.
In this light group, Rong Kaixuan's own spiritual power is insignificant, but the spiritual power of heaven and earth attracted cannot be underestimated.
This time, Rong Kaixin refused to evade, and his fist suddenly lit up. A ball of fist shadow formed instantly, separated from the fist, and collided with the ball of light.
"Pa..."
After a crisp sound, the fist shadow and the light ball disappeared at the same time.
Rong Kaixuan was slightly startled. What kind of ability is this? Does a mid-term warrior possess such deep Qi?
Below the ring, Rong Jielin's face darkened, and he said: "Yi Tie, your family is really promising. You actually gave your spiritual weapons to mid-level warriors. Humph, don't you think you are overqualified for your talents?"
Rong Yitie chuckled and said: "Uncle Lin misunderstood. This is a gift from Capgemini to my brother for self-defense. It will save him from being bullied and lose his brother's face."
Rong Jielin snorted softly and said: "Winning with a spiritual weapon is also a victory without using force."
Rong Yitie smiled indifferently and said: "Even if you win without fighting, it is still better than losing."
There was a sneer on the faces of Rong Jielin and his son, and they secretly thought in their hearts.
No wonder Rong Kaixin had the courage to challenge. It turned out to be because he had spiritual weapons and equipment. However, since Triumph can summon spiritual warriors, he may not lose.
"Haha." Rong Kaixin laughed loudly, his eyes lit up, and he roared: "Boy, your spiritual power can't reach this level, so you should be beaten."
He stared at the opponent fiercely and punched out again. The same fist shadow appeared and flew away like lightning.
Rong Kaixuan frowned slightly, and an extremely strange feeling filled his body.
At this moment, his body reacted instinctively.
His body swayed, and he moved his steps to the left, while turning his body slightly. It was such a simple movement, but it had already avoided the flying fist shadow.
The warrior's heart is a powerful ability integrated into the warrior's instinct.
This is the first time Rong Kaixuan himself has used this ability, but it has already worked wonders in the battle.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged man watching the battle was slightly startled, his body immediately tensed up, and even his eyes became sharp.
However, he was not sure at all whether this was the kind of special ability that warriors dream of.
"Humph, let's see how many times you can dodge." Rong Kaixin laughed ferociously, and punched out with both fists in a row. A series of fist shadows were released from his fists, instantly drowning Rong Kaixuan.
However, Rong Kaixuan protected his chest with both hands, but his body kept swaying with his footsteps.
He seemed to be walking on an extremely thin wire, and his swaying movements made people worry that he would fall down at any time and be shattered to pieces.
However, after a moment, everyone's eyes became strange.
Rong Kaixuan, who was in danger, actually walked out unharmed in the shadow of fists in the sky. On the contrary, Rong Kaixin was panting violently because he was desperately trying to activate the power of the spiritual weapon, so his energy was consumed too much. Rong Kaixuan stood still, the two looked at each other for a moment, and he said with unfinished meaning: "Can you still hold on? Come again."
Everyone below was in an uproar, what did this guy do to compete in the ring?
Rong Kaixin's face was ashen, but there was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
Gritting his teeth, he said fiercely: "Rong Kaixuan, you, a guy who only knows how to avoid, don't you dare to fight me head-on?"
Rong Kaixuan blinked twice and said, "Okay, take off your gloves and give them to me, and then let's fight head-on."
Although he didn't know what the spiritual weapon was, his warrior's heart easily made him notice the strange pair of gloves on the opponent's hand.
To be honest, he was quite curious about this thing, and he was quite envious of it. If the other party was really willing to take it off for him, he would definitely not mind accepting it.
"Haha..."
Rong Jielin and others laughed loudly, and even the middle-aged man in charge of supervision couldn't help but smile.
In the distance, Wang Xiaoxiao, who was hiding in a shady place, showed a faint smile. This little junior brother is really interesting.
Rong Kaixin's face was livid, and he roared angrily: "Okay, you are asking for death, and I will help you." He reached into his arms, and when he took it out, there was already a thin talisman in his hand. p> This chapter has been completed!