The Long Family Competition is similar to the Iron Bone Sect Competition. It is also divided into levels, and people of similar strength fight together.
but.
There is also a mode where you can declare war on someone.
That is, last year, before Long Ziyang ran away from home, a family competition happened to be held, and he was unfortunately declared war by many cousins.
The result was, without exception, all defeats.
In terms of strength, he was definitely stronger than his cousin who practiced martial arts later, but he didn't have decent martial arts skills and was beaten in an extremely embarrassing manner.
Especially when his second cousin declared war, he ran around on the field with his head in his arms, almost making Long Potian's nose crooked with anger.
Um.
After it was over, I was spanked again.
In the Starfall Continent, the strength of a warrior not only depends on his own strength, but also with the help of external objects.
Such as martial arts, weapons and treasures.
If a person with the fifth or sixth stage of opening the pulse has practiced advanced martial arts or has a good weapon, he can successfully open the eleventh or second stage of the opening of the pulse.
The most typical one is Jun Changxiao.
He had just traveled through time, participated in the recruitment of hundreds of sects, and cut off the arm of the elder of Lingquan Sect with the help of the first-grade Hanfeng Sword.
Do you think he is better than Wei Yinu?
In terms of realm alone, it's far from enough. Being able to hurt the opponent is the credit of the weapon.
Because Long Ziyang didn't have any martial arts skills, he couldn't even defeat his younger cousin who practiced family martial arts, so he had no choice but to run away from home and study under his master.
"Second cousin."
He said proudly: "I am no longer the same person I was a year ago."
Just like his name, this cousin was like an insurmountable mountain in front of the former Long Ziyang.
Now...it's very ordinary.
"Yeah?"
Long Zishan smiled, turned and left, leaving a message: "I hope the start of the competition will open my eyes to the big brother."
“More than an eye-opener.”
Long Ziyang clenched his fists and said in his heart: "I will make you unforgettable for the rest of your life."
…
The Iron Bone Sect has become the focus of attention of the direct descendants of the Long family, and Long Ziyang has also become a topic of discussion among them.
Many of his direct descendants who had abused him naturally did not think how strong he would be when he returned this time.
In fact, if they were more informed, they would know that Long Ziyang also appeared in the battle of Shengquan Sect and defeated an inner disciple cleanly.
"Brother Ziyang is not here, so we don't have a lot of fun. We must have a good time when we come back this time."
"I don't know what level the head of the family has classified him into. Will he be in the ordinary group?"
"If that's the case, we can only wait until it's over and declare war on him."
While the direct descendants of the Long family were discussing, they did not forget to look at Long Ziyang, with a sarcastic smile on their lips.
"Junior brother."
Su Xiaomo whispered: "You are so miserable."
"..."
Long Ziyang's eyes flashed with anger and he said: "When we start, I will make them unable to laugh."
…
A little.
Long Potian walked out of the hall, then handed over to Jun Changxiao, and arranged a good viewing area.
"Junior brother, come on!"
"Junior brother, you are the strongest in the direct lineage of the Long family!"
"Junior brother, don't let us down."
When he went to the viewing area, Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji, Su Xiaomo and others all cheered him up.
But those words, 'You are the strongest among the direct descendants of the Long family' immediately aroused a burst of sighs and contempt from the direct descendants of the Long family.
Because the competition is held every year, the direct lineage knows the rules and so on, so Long Potian did not make a long speech and directly announced the hierarchical division of the direct lineage to participate in the competition.
There are three groups in total.
The strongest group, the middle group and the ordinary group.
"Long Zihe, middle group."
"Long Ziming, ordinary group."
"Longzishan, the strongest group."
"..."
"..."
"Long Ziyang, the strongest group."
Ga.
The entire martial arts arena was suddenly silent, and the eyes of the direct descendants of the Long family were filled with disbelief.
Did you hear that right?
That guy Long Ziyang entered the strongest group?
joke!
That guy joined the ordinary group last year, and now he directly applies for the strongest group. Has his brain been kicked by a donkey?
Or maybe after running away from home for a year, your skin is so itchy that you have to find your cousin to torture you?
The elders of the Long family were also surprised.
The leader of the Iron Bone Sect is very good at training his disciples.
But that kid had only opened his pulse to the tenth level before he left home. How strong could he be in just one year, and would he have the guts to enter the strongest group?
Long Ziyang straightened his back.
He took the initiative to apply to his father to join the strongest group.
Now that you are here, you must fight against the strongest direct lineage of the Long family, only in this way can you prove your strength!
"Cousins."
Long Ziyang's eyes flashed with fighting spirit and said: "Shive in fear!"
…
After the grouping, the family competition began.
The first group was the ordinary group. The direct descendants of the Long family who participated were generally at the level of opening the pulse, so the fight was very boring.
Li Qingyang and others were sitting on chairs, so bored that they almost fell asleep.
On the contrary, you always laugh and watch with gusto.
What he saw was not the fight, but the strength of these direct descendants of the Long family.
To be honest, this is a family worthy of being compared to a fourth- or fifth-rate sect. Everyone who competes is generally in the tenth level of Kaimai, and their understanding of martial arts is also good.
"This is the background, right?" Jun Changxiao thought to himself.
After an hour of competition, one member of the Long family opened the twelfth stage of his pulse and successfully won the championship of the ordinary group.
Next, is the competition between the middle group.
The direct descendants of the Long family who participated in the battle were all at the martial arts level, and there were even many middle and high-level martial arts at the peak level.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jun Changxiao sighed: "A big family is a big family."
The strength of the middle group was higher and the fight was quite exciting, so Li Qingyang and others were also interested in watching it.
They would occasionally compare the direct descendants of the Long family with some of their more powerful sect members.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that if many outer disciples participated, they could beat the direct lineage of the Long family to pieces.
More than an hour later, the intermediate group ended, and a ninth-grade high-level martial artist came out on top.
Next, is the finale of the strongest group competition.
To be able to enter this level, the direct descendants of the Long family, even the weakest, must have martial arts level cultivation.
"Long Ziyang, Long Ziyang!"
Long Potian announced the first battle of the strongest group.
Li Qingyang and others immediately became energetic, but when they saw that the direct descendant named Long Zisong took the stage first, and his breath was the strongest but a second- and third-grade martial artist, they lost interest.
He's meowing.
Can you give me a decent opponent?
The direct descendants of the Long family all sneered.
It would be very interesting to see Long Ziyang being tortured in the first battle of this strongest group.
"Brother Ziyang."
Long Zisong said with a smile: "If you don't sign up for the ordinary group and come to the strongest group to join in the fun, do you still want to be tortured by me like last year?"
Long Ziyang walked onto the stage without saying a word.
"Start!" shouted an elder from the Long family.
"brush!"
Long Zisong used the Long Family Martial Arts to move around in a flashy way. However, during the movement, a palm cut through the void and swung it hard.
Snap————————
A crisp sound came!
I only saw how Long Zisong came in a flashy way, flew out in a flashy way, then spun 160 degrees in mid-air and fell hard outside the martial arts arena, with bright red palm prints on his face.
"good!"
Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and Tian Qi stood up and applauded.
The direct descendants of the Long family who originally wanted to see how Long Ziyang was tortured by his cousin were all confused.
When he came back to his senses, he saw that the guy had already walked off the stage.
The corner of the elder's mouth twitched as he just started shouting. It seemed that within a few seconds, the competition was... over?
"Hey."
Long Zishan held his hands and looked at Long Ziyang who was walking down. He smiled with interest and said, "My cousin has really gained a lot of abilities since he returned this time."