Suber rang a huge golden gong erected at the front of the viewing hall. The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet. All eyes looked at Suber.
Sub Bo looked at everyone's reactions with satisfaction. He moved and flew to one of the competition stages arranged in a circle. He pressed down with his hands weakly. Some people who were still talking at first also understood.
Closed mouth.
"My Su family has developed for more than two hundred years since our ancestors. I am very happy to see that we have achieved what we have today, one of the four major families in Qingluo Island."
Subbot paused, coughed slightly, and continued: "As the head of this generation of family, my greatest hope is that our Su family can become stronger and stronger."
After he finished speaking, all the disciples in the audience started shouting like a tsunami. The crowd was excited and enthusiastic. The glory of the clan was also the glory of the individual.
"Today is a great day for our Su clan, a martial arts competition held once every ten years. I won't say any more. Next, I would like to respectfully invite the envoy to speak for us." Sub Bo said, bending sideways towards the highest stand.
He made a gesture of invitation to Bai Ling.
When Bai Ling saw it, his face turned slightly red. He nodded slightly to the ancestor of the Su family, floated down, and swept his peaceful eyes over the audience. He opened his red lips lightly, and a pleasant voice came, "Well, here we are.
Here, I would first like to wish the Su family a growing strength. Well, when I come this time, I will select fifty outstanding disciples who will volunteer to join my Sword Controlling Sect. Please work hard."
Having said this, Bai Ling's pretty face turned red, and she looked even more charming. The ancestor of the Su family looked at her and smiled faintly. It seems that this girl is not good at words.
"Well, that's it." The pink figure flew up and flew back to the ancestor of the Su family.
When Bai Ling saw the smile on the Su family's ancestor's face, his face immediately turned redder. He lowered his head and said coyly, "Mr. Uncle, let me laugh."
"Hehe, where is it?"
After Bai Ling finished speaking, the eyes of everyone in the audience couldn't help but follow his figure to the high platform. When Subo saw it, he cursed silently and coughed heavily, attracting the attention of all the disciples.
"Next, I will announce the rules of the contest."
"First, both sides of the competition will stop at the last moment. If you dare to hurt others with your animal intentions, you will be dealt with according to the family law."
"Two, you are not allowed to use heretical techniques."
"Third, everyone is free to challenge, regardless of their level of cultivation. As long as you think you can do it, you can challenge or accept the challenge."
"Four, each competition is limited to one stick of incense. If the time limit is exceeded, it will be considered a draw."
"Fifth, only children over the age of sixteen are allowed to participate in the martial arts tournament."
"Next, I will announce the rewards for the competition."
Everyone knows the rules of the competition, but the rewards for the winner of the competition are different every time. Therefore, when everyone in the audience heard this, they pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
"The first fifty, well, will follow the envoy to the Sword Control Immortal Sect to practice and become disciples of the Immortal Sect. This is your great honor."
"The next step is a reward within our family."
"The first place in the competition will be rewarded with a low-grade spiritual weapon and a mid-grade spiritual crystal." After saying this, Subo waved his hand, and a sword and a red and yellow spiritual crystal flew straight to the dome formed by the formation.
In the center, it shines brightly.
"Ah, it's the Spirit Snake Sword." All the disciples simultaneously recognized the green flying sword on the dome.
There are not many spiritual weapons in the entire Su family. The Spiritual Snake Sword was created when our ancestor was practicing in the Sword Controlling Sect. He accidentally killed a thousand-year-old demonic beast, the green snake, extracted its soul, and asked the seniors of the Sword Controlling Sect to refine it.
in this sword.
This time it was taken out as a reward for first place, but it cost a lot of money. As for the piece of spiritual crystal, it only has two colors, but it is a mixed spiritual crystal of fire and earth elements, but it is also colorful and seems to be extremely pure.
, but for the children of the Su family, it is still rare to see.
As for Su Bei, when he saw the spiritual crystal, his body suddenly moved, and all the cells in his body seemed to become active. However, Su Bei felt that he was inexplicably excited.
Could it be that if I want to be promoted again, I will land on this kind of spiritual crystal? Su Bei thought secretly.
Spiritual crystal is the crystallization of spiritual energy. It is a highly integrated spiritual energy. The spiritual energy contained in a small spiritual crystal is eye-catching.
As for spiritual crystals, they must be mined from spiritual crystal mines. Those spiritual crystal mines that can mine top-grade and top-quality spiritual crystals are all in the hands of some large sects.
"For the second to fifth place, one semi-spiritual weapon each and one low-grade spiritual crystal." As he spoke, ten more items flew up to the dome from Suber's hand.
Su Bei looked at it and saw that the weapons that flew out were all sword-shaped weapons. To Su Bei, they did not have much appeal. But Su Bei's eyes became fiery when he looked at those spiritual crystals.
"Sixth to tenth place, a piece of low-grade spiritual crystal."
"The 11th to 20th place, a semi-spiritual weapon."
"Twenty-one to fifty, ten pieces of spiritual crystal fragments." At this point, Subo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The spiritual crystal fragments are the kind of spiritual crystals that have been broken. The spiritual energy contained in them can be lost at any time.
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However, for the Su family, a piece of low-grade spiritual crystal is an important treasure, but the fragments of the spiritual crystal are a bit cold. Suber has nothing to do, he simply cannot produce too many spiritual crystals.
Although he was embarrassed, Sub Bo's face turned slightly red, he floated off the stage, came to the golden gong, rang the golden gong hard, and said loudly: "The tournament begins now."
As soon as Sub Bo finished speaking, ten of his disciples were the first to board the competition stage. Su Bei frowned and thought to himself, these idiots are the first to run up, no matter how powerful you are, it will take a round of fighting.
Come on, how many can you win?
In fact, Su Bei doesn't understand this. During the competition, there are several consecutive rounds, or every time you fight, as long as you win, you can ask for a rest. When you recover, you can challenge the competition where you started.
tower.
Of course, if someone loses in one competition arena, they have to go to another competition arena to continue the challenge. However, they cannot go back to the initial competition arena.
"Little brother Su Tong, please give me some advice from brothers, sisters, and younger brothers." On the competition stage at the front, a young man in green stood firmly on the edge of the stage, cupped his hands together, and said,
"Little sister Su Sheng, please give me some advice from the elder brothers, eldest sisters, younger brothers and younger sisters. Please give me some advice from the elders." On the other competition stage, there was a handsome man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with two dozen ponytails.
little girl.
"Cheng Tianba, although he has a foreign surname, he also has the blood of the Su family. Please give me some advice." Cheng Tianba also came on stage carrying a ghost-headed sword.
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The ten disciples who came on stage introduced themselves one by one. They were all disciples with other surnames, or disciples from side branches who lived outside the clan. Many of the disciples who could live in the clan courtyard spent almost every day in intrigues, so naturally they would not go on stage first, even if they could
Ask for a rest, but exposing your strength too early will be very detrimental to yourself.
"Su Heng, please give me some advice, brother." A young man in his twenties stood in front of Su Tong, cupped his hand, and then made a sword move with his right hand.
"Please." Su Tong was not polite, unsheathed his flying sword, and picked up the sword in the same way.
"please."
Su Heng took the lead to take action. Buzz, the sound of the sword was heard, and the flying sword was straight like a dragon out of the sea, hitting Su Tong's door. At the same time, the incense under the competition stage was automatically lit, and silk threads rose up.
Green smoke.
"Well done." Su Tong shouted softly, not daring to be negligent. He moved his sword and swung his flying sword, and flew out without showing any signs of weakness.
The next moment, the clanging sound of flying swords was heard. For a long time, the two of them actually fought on an equal footing, and no one could do anything to the other. Su Tong's right hand kept using the sword, and with his left hand, he secretly made a body binding technique, and looked.
Whoever gets the chance, give a light drink and tie yourself up to fight.
"Ah." Su Heng screamed and suddenly fell to the ground. The sword fight was in chaos. The flying sword was out of control and was knocked out by Su Tong's flying sword. Su Tong's flying sword flew away at a very fast speed and could not stop.
At the tip of Su Heng's nose.
"I accept." Su Tong put away his sword, walked up to Su Heng, stretched out his hand, and said with an apologetic smile.
Su Heng smiled, stretched out his hand to grab Su Tong's hand that was stretched out in front of him, and let Su Tong pull him up. Then he held his hands and said, "Thank you for your advice, brother. I'm willing to give in."
After that, Su Hengpiao got off the competition stage. On the other side, Cheng Tianba used a ghost-headed sword to easily defeat his opponent in a few or two moves. The rest of the competition stages had their own winners and losers. The one named Su Sheng
The little girl actually won.
The competition was in full swing. The members of the Presbyterian Church and Suber's generation were all sitting quietly on the viewing platform, carefully watching the competition process. From time to time, they would point to an outstanding disciple with the brothers or sisters beside them.
Stop and nod.
Cheng Tianba had fought ten times in a row and was still standing strong. Susan had grown a lot of face, and her face was almost full of smiles. Su Hao, on the other hand, was sitting quietly in a corner, his hair was almost completely white, and his expression was dejected.
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The tribesmen who were living outside carefully inquired about Su Zhong and others, and understood the whole story. They secretly sighed for Su Hao and stopped disturbing him.
On the competition stage, Su Tong finally won three games in a row and was defeated by Su Tong. He resigned generously and went to another competition stage to continue the challenge.
In the meantime, the servants brought the food to the competition ground, and each used it before continuing the competition. Time passed quickly, and soon it was evening, and the first day of competition was over. Cheng Tianba relied on his superb cultivation and directly competed in the competition.
I worked on the stage for a whole day without asking for a break. As a result, I received unanimous nods and praise from all the elders.
Of course, Bai Ling looked at Cheng Tianba with admiration.
When the ancestor of the Su family politely invited Bai Ling to the room specially prepared for her in the other courtyard, he arranged for three female servants to serve Bai Ling and then left the other courtyard.
It was a quiet night, and a full moon the size of a round table hung in the sky. The bright moonlight dressed Qingtu Mountain in silver. Su Bei ran to the top of the mountain again, overlooking the Su Clan Courtyard below. Leaving the Su Clan Courtyard, Su
Bei has already decided, but he cannot be exposed.
Heretics are not welcome in every world. Su Bei understood this deeply and was troubled in his heart.
"Little brother, you are so elegant. There is nothing better than admiring the moon here." A soft voice sounded from behind Su Bei.