At this time, Ling Houwang also realized that he had underestimated the enemy, and quickly retreated, letting Xia Hourong's spiritual sword spit out from his shoulder, and said angrily every word:
"You are also the peak of the seventh level of Nascent Soul——"
"Not bad -" Xia Hourong finished his words, and the audience suddenly became noisy, and there was a lot of discussion:
"The head of the Xiahou family is actually at the peak of the seventh level of Nascent Soul——"
"Then the results of this Nascent Soul stage competition need to be considered!"
"That's right! After all, the head of the Xiahou family has better qualifications than the head of the Ling family in all aspects—"
"Who says it isn't?"
The discussion in the audience could not escape the ears of the two high-level Nascent Soul monks on the stage. Xia Hourong had heard too many slanders, so he did not take the current praise too seriously.
But how could the head of the Ling family, who always had a proud attitude, tolerate the talkativeness of these low-level monks? He mobilized his spiritual energy, waved his spiritual sword, and fought with Xia Hou Rong again, in a life-and-death showdown.
Xia Hourong no longer hesitated, raised his sword and faced him, his aura overflowing, leaving only light and shadow, no body visible.
Yan Feiyue could feel that the spiritual energy of her environment was losing crazily, and everything was affected by the two people on the ring. It was indeed a competition in the Nascent Soul stage.
Finally, night fell, a bright red adorned the arena between the two, and the battle finally ended. Xia Hourong stood with a sword in his right hand, while Ling Houwang knelt on one knee, with a bright red at the corner of his mouth.
"Xiahou wins, Xiahou's family scores a hundred. Next match: Yuan Ying fifth level Ling Zelan versus Yuan Ying sixth level Xia Houyu (Qi Guanyu)."
This is the rhythm of fighting all night long!
The viewing area and the waiting area for the competition are no longer in the same place. Yan Feiyue can only watch Qi Guanyu step into the ring step by step in the stands. He is a completely unfamiliar middle-aged handsome uncle with black hair and snowy clothes.
This is the first time for everyone to meet the eldest daughter of the Ling family, Ling Zelan. She is indeed a rare beauty. Yan Feiyue feels that this person does not fit the nobility and elegance of an orchid at all, but rather looks like a red foxtail lily. Enchanting attitude.
Qi Guanyu's love and affection were all reserved for Yan Feiyue. He was the first to draw his sword and strike directly at Ling Zelan's face. Only because of this face did the Ling family gain the backer of Zhongda Road.
Ling Zelan didn't expect that the gentleman opposite him could be so cruel and ruthless. Before she could take action, the opponent was about to ruin her appearance, so he immediately held his sword to resist.
The expected collision between the two swords did not happen. Qi Guanyu's spiritual sword grazed Ling Zelan's cheek. The target of his first sword was not Ling Zelan's cheek at all.
Ling Zelan felt something warm sliding down her cheek and touching her neck. It was all empty. Only later did she realize that one of her ears was gone. The pain and resentment that hit her made her collapse and shout:
"ah--"
Ling Zelan mobilized the spiritual energy of his Dantian without hesitation, holding the spirit sword with his bloody hand, just like Qi Guanyu's Dantian stabbing.
"Ah——" There was another sound, and Ling Zelan's other ear was about to fall to the ground.
Losing two ears one after another made Ling Zelan calm down and immediately took out the hemostatic elixir from the storage ring and drank it.
She began to frantically draw out the wood spiritual power around her, growing thick vines in her palms, trying to tie Qi Guanyu down and then cut him into pieces.
Qi Guanyu cut off the tentacles that rose up in front of him one by one. He was draining her spiritual power. He wanted to give her a fatal blow when she was most vulnerable.
As time passed, Ling Zelan finally realized that this method would not work. When she was about to take back the vines, the vines in her palm were split open by the tip of Qi Guanyu's sword until the ugly spirit sword stabbed her. It entered the palm of her hand, and then there was a cramping pain in her Dantian. She lost her spiritual power and fell to the ground in an instant.
"Xiahou Yu wins, and the Xiahou family scores a hundred. Next game: Yuanying level 3 Ling Huan VS Yuanying level 4 Xia Houzhen (Tong Yi)."
Ling Huan did not expect that his father and daughter failed one after another, which was a big blow to him, and naturally made him hate the Xiahou family butchers even more.
He, Ling Huan, can never lose again no matter what!
Ling Huan mobilized the spiritual power of his Dantian, condensed the golden elements around his body, and formed golden arrow feathers one by one in the air. He wanted to shoot this female cultivator from the Xiahou family into a sieve.
When Ling Huan began to condense arrow feathers, Tong Yi also began to condense vines in the palm of her hand. A vine as thick as a child's arm grew from the palm of her hand, hanging down to the ground and slowly extending.
Ling Huan's eyes were about to burst, he mobilized the spiritual power of his Dantian, waved his sleeves, and hundreds of arrows flew out.
But at the same time, he felt his waist being tied up, and then his body involuntarily moved quickly against the ground.
Until he saw the arrow feathers he shot piercing into his body, and before he could say anything, he fell silent.
"Xiahou Zhen wins, Xiahou's family scores a hundred." The referee shouted loudly.
The three Nascent Soul games between the Xiahou family and the Ling family lasted for two days and one night, and finally ended with the Xiahou family's overwhelming victory.
The head of the Ling family's injuries were unknown, the eldest son of the Ling family died immediately, and the eldest granddaughter of the Ling family lost both ears and her Dantian was destroyed, so she missed the second round of the Nascent Soul Competition.
The rise of the Xiahou family is about to begin, but the Ling family should not be able to stand up again for hundreds of years.
Xiahou's house, study room.
"Everyone go back and have a good rest. We will go to watch the match between the Wen family and the Bai family tomorrow. After the first round, we will play against the tenth-ranked Jing family in the second round." Xia Hourong's mental outlook has been particularly good recently.
"Uncle, what's the status of the Xiahou family's points now?" Yan Feiyue asked curiously. It turns out that she had been in seclusion some time ago and didn't pay attention to this.
"For the Foundation Establishment and the Golden Elixir, our Xiahou family and the Ling family all tied. The Foundation Establishment won five games and tied ten games, with a score of 100; the Golden Elixir won two games, tied one game, and scored 125; Nascent Soul won consecutively Three games, 300 points, a total of 525 points.
In the match between the Xiahou family and the Jing family, Zhuji won ten games and tied five games, with a score of 125; Jindan won two games, tied one game, with a score of 125; as for Yuan Ying, we only found out after the competition, and the current total is 775 point. "Xia Hourong broadcast in real time.
"The Ling family is ranked third, and its strength is still very good. With our current score, it is still possible to advance a few places, but if we want to return to the original ranking, we have to work hard. The next game with the Jing family, We need to win as many times as possible." Qi Guanyu analyzed.
"Guan Yu is right. I will communicate with the clan members. You all should go back and rest!" After Xia Hourong finished speaking, Yan Feiyue, Qi Guanyu, and Tong Yi went back to practice.
The next day, the purple boy and Shen Tuqi drove to pick up Qi Guanyu, Yan Feiyue and Tong Yi.
Tong Yi looked at Wei Sheng Suwen, who was sitting in the carriage, and asked, "Has Xinxin gone to the competition venue already?"
"Yes, Wen's family is all gone." Wei Sheng helped her sit down beside him and nodded.
"If you ask me, the Bai family is bringing it upon themselves. Now that my aunt is no longer here, let's see how their two Nascent Soul cultivators compare with the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wen family." Yan Feiyue gloated.
The Wen family and the Bai family were respectively the second to last and the third from the top twenty families in the outer continent, so not many people saw them.
In the first game, Wen Peihai, the head of the Wen family of the fifth level of Yuanying, VS Bai Shufeng of the third level of Yuanying;
In the second game, Wen Zhengjun, the young master of the third level of Yuanying, VS Bai Liao, the head of the Bai family of the first level of Yuanying;
Speaking of which, I have to say that this Bai Li finally won the position of the head of the Bai family by virtue of his better qualifications than the uncle of the second brother, and the qualifications of his descendants, and the second brother was completely classified as a side branch.
In the third game, Loongson had a bye, and she mainly had to deal with Shangguanjia, who ranked eleventh in the second round.
Of course, the result was just as Yan Feiyue said. The Wen family won three games in a row and scored 300 points.
In the foundation-building battle between the Wen family and the Bai family, they won nine games and drew four, with a score of 110; in the Jindan game, they won two games and drew one, with a score of 125.
The Wen family played against the eleventh-ranked Shangguan family. Ji Zhu won nine games and tied two games, scoring 100 points; the Jin Dan game played against Jin Dan, winning two games and drawing one game, scoring 125 points.
Because the Wen family is originally the seventh-ranked middle family in the outer continent, it is normal to win more and lose less. The total score so far is 760 points.
On the fourth day, the second rotation competition between the twenty middle schools of the Outer Continent was held. The Xiahou family and the Wen family occupied two arenas on the same day and started the competition.
In the first game, Xia Hou Rong, the head of the Xiahou family at the seventh level of Yuanying, VS Jingji, the elder of the Jing family at the fifth level of Yuanying, the Xiahou family won, scoring a hundred points;
In the second game, Xia Houyu (Qi Guanyu) of the sixth level of Yuanying VS Jing Tian, the young master of the Jing family of the third level of Yuanying, Xiahou's family won, scoring a hundred points;
In the third game, Jing Tian, the head of the Jing family at the sixth level of Yuanying, VS Xia Houzhen (Tong Yi) at the fourth level of Yuanying. The Jing family won, scoring a hundred points.
"I didn't expect the Jing family to come up with such a move——"
After Yan Feiyue saw who was fighting against Guan Yu in the second game, she guessed that Tong Tong would definitely lose this time. However, the match between the Jing Family Patriarch and Tong Tong was just a matter of clicks, and Tong Yi was not injured. .
The opponent the Wen family encountered, the Shangguan family, was more difficult. They won one game and drew one, with a score of 150.
The Shangguan family is a typical family with uneven distribution of resources. Most of it is used to train high-level monks. However, judging from the results of the competition, this investment is worth it.
At the end of the game, the total score is 1500 points. The ranking of all the Chinese families in the outer continent:
First place, the Xue family has 1490 points, including a reward of 100 points for single spiritual root;
Second place, Ding family with 1375 points;
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In seventh place, Xiahou’s family scored 975 points;
Eighth place, Shangguan Family, 935 points;
In ninth place, Wen Jia scored 910 points;
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The 20th place, the Ling family has 600 points.
At the end of the game, the total score is 700 points. The ranking of all small families in the outer continent:
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Tenth place, Qiejia with 490 points;
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Ninety-eighth place, Song family 300 points;
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The changes in this world competition are as tragic as twenty years ago. The huge fluctuations in the two worlds in the past two hundred small families have stopped moving forward; there is no small family in the front to launch a leapfrog challenge to the middle family, even in the second The Ling family, ranked last among the ten middle schools, was injured and killed, and no other family challenged them.
In these troubled times, everyone is waiting and watching. Maybe the next twenty years will be different.
