The white-haired old man's name is Tang Guirong, the third elder of the Tang family, with a cultivation level of the ninth level of the physical realm.
Tang Xiao naturally understood the importance of cultivation talent, but he said: "Age is nothing. As long as Tang Yun can go to Qingyun Sect and rely on various precious cultivation resources, he will definitely become a master of the Kaiyuan Realm in the future."
"Second brother, what you said is very true."
Tang Guirong was convinced.
After all, Qingyun Sect is a large sect in Qianzhou, and the sect has sufficient training resources. As long as Tang Yun goes to Qingyun Sect, and Tang Wanqing takes care of him, he will definitely be able to break through the limits of his physical body and become a Kaiyuan Realm master in the future.
"They will definitely be able to reach the Kaiyuan Realm. I just hope they will work harder and strive to surpass the Kaiyuan Realm."
Tang Xiao smiled and suddenly said: "Well, my son and your nephew have two places, but they are the last ones. I wonder who will get it in the end?"
Tang Guirong thought for a while and said: "We have many talented children in the Tang family. All of them participating in this competition are at the seventh level of the physical realm. It's hard to say who will get the last spot."
"Then let's wait and see!"
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Tang Xiao and Tang Guirong were chatting happily and their voices were not quiet.
The remaining elders of the Tang family looked a little unhappy after hearing this. After all, none of their descendants had reached the seventh level of the physical realm, not even one of them was a genius at the sixth level of the physical realm.
"Look, the head of the family and the eldest lady are here."
At this moment, with the arrival of Tang Wushuang and Tang Wanqing, many people in the martial arts square were extremely excited. Many young men from the Tang family looked at Tang Wanqing with awe and admiration.
In the Tang family, Tang Wanqing was not only as beautiful as a flower, but also the darling daughter of heaven. At the age of only thirteen, she had reached the eighth level of the physical realm and was recruited into the Qingyun Sect.
Now that several years have passed, no one knows what level Tang Wanqing's cultivation has reached.
But it is somewhat certain that Tang Wanqing is now the well-deserved number one master of the Tang family. Even if Tang Wushuang and Tang Nantian break through to the Kaiyuan realm, they will definitely not be Tang Wanqing's opponent.
All the way up the stone steps to the high platform, Tang Wanqing did not speak, but just sat quietly. His eyes casually glanced at Tang Feng, Tang Yun and others on the stone steps, which immediately made Tang Feng, Tang Yun and others nervous.
Standing on the high platform, Tang Wushuang didn't talk nonsense. He looked around at the people in the martial arts square and said loudly: "Everyone, you must already know the purpose of this competition. I won't say more. Now let's draw lots. Tang Feng, Tang Yun , Tang Lin...and Tang Mang, please come on stage."
Suddenly, on the stone steps, Tang Feng, Tang Yun and other seven Tang family disciples strode onto the high platform with their heads held high.
But when Tang Wushuang finally called out Tang Mang's name, the whole place was silent at first, and then in an uproar.
"My God, has Tang Mang also reached the seventh level of the physical realm? Why didn't I know?"
"It's impossible. Tang Mang didn't even have the first level of the physical realm two months ago. How could he reach the seventh level of the physical realm in just two months?"
"Yeah, it's unbelievable."
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Discussions rang out like a tidal wave. Tang Wushuang frowned and said loudly: "Stop arguing. Although Tang Mang has not reached the seventh level of the physical realm, he has reached the sixth level of the physical realm. Qing'er has given him permission to participate in this competition."
Qing'er is naturally Tang Wanqing.
"It turns out it was the eldest lady who spoke."
Everyone was stunned and did not dare to say anything.
At the same time, Tang Mang, who had just arrived at Yanwu Square, looked calm. He walked out of the crowd, followed the stone steps, climbed to the high platform step by step, and stood next to Tang Feng and other seven talented disciples of the Tang family.
"Tang Mang, I didn't expect you to reach the sixth level of the physical realm. It's really surprising!"
Looking at Tang Mang next to him, who was dressed in green clothes and had a delicate face, a young man with a jade-like face and a majestic figure said in a neutral tone.
He is Tang Feng, the second son of Tang Xiao, the second elder of the Tang family. He is fifteen years old this year.
After returning from Tianwu City a few days ago after attending the emperor's concubine ceremony, he heard many Tang family members mentioning Tang Mang's deeds, and Tang Feng also secretly remembered Tang Mang's name.
Nowadays, Tang Mang has long lost the humility of being a slave in the past. His voice is neither humble nor arrogant. He cupped his hands and said: "Young Master Feng, you are welcome. I am also lucky. I ate a spiritual fruit and reached the sixth level of the physical realm."
Tang Feng nodded slightly and didn't say much.
He knew that Tang Mang had dedicated two Yang Yuan grasses to Tang Wushuang, and also knew what kind of spiritual fruit Tang Mang had eaten, which increased his strength a lot.
Now that he heard Tang Mang's words, he only thought that Tang Mang was lucky enough to reach the sixth level of the physical realm. He didn't take Tang Mang seriously, after all, he had the seventh level of the physical realm.
Tang Feng thought so, and the remaining six Tang family disciples were also looking at Tang Mang carefully at this moment, with disdain, contempt, and solemnity in their eyes, and each of them had different expressions.
Just like Tang Yun, this boy is sixteen years old this year. Although his appearance is not as handsome as Tang Feng, his eyes are vicious. When he sees Tang Mang standing among them with the sixth level of physical realm cultivation, he does not feel nervous at all, and Tang Mang
It was Tang Wanqing who was allowed to participate in the competition, so she couldn't help but be wary secretly.
"Okay, let's draw lots."
Seeing Tang Mang on stage, Tang Wushuang didn't waste any time. On his right index finger, the storage ring flashed with light, and a wooden tube appeared in his hand, containing eight jade sticks.
Upon seeing this, Tang Feng, Tang Yun and others came to Tang Wushuang one after another and randomly selected a jade sign.
After several people had chosen, Tang Mang took a few steps forward and took out the last jade stick.
After everyone finished drawing lots, Tang Wushuang said: "Okay, the drawing is over, now those who have drawn numbers 1 and 2 will go to the ring to compete."
After saying that, everyone, including Tang Mang, lowered their heads to check the jade signs in their hands.
In less than a moment, the people who drew the No. 1 and No. 2 lottery jumped off the stone platform and jumped onto the ring.
There was no need for Tang Wushuang to waste any time, the competition started instantly.
The two people competing were both talented children from the Tang family, fifteen or sixteen years old.
Since they have not reached the Kaiyuan realm and cannot practice martial arts, the duel between the two involved the Liger Fist. You came and I moved, the body shape wandered, the fist wind roared, and the crowd was dizzy to watch.
Punch after punch, the sound continued, and many Tang family members cheered loudly.
However, the battle lasted for a short time. One of the Tang family disciples was too weak to dodge. He was knocked off the ring and suffered some minor injuries.
On the stone platform, Tang Wushuang said loudly: "Tang Linsheng, the next lottery is No. 3 vs. No. 4."
Tang Mang drew the third lottery. As soon as Tang Wushuang finished speaking, he walked off the stone platform and stepped onto the ring step by step.
On the other hand, his opponent, a young man in black, flew down from the stone platform and jumped onto the ring like a roc spreading its wings. Many Tang family members cheered loudly.
On the ring, looking at Tang Mang not far away, the young man in black raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Tang Mang, you should admit defeat, otherwise you will be injured later."