The Yang family competition attracted people from all walks of life in Yang City to come and watch the battle. Beside the Yang family's martial arts arena, the two large guest areas were full of seats. Many people were whispering to each other and commenting on the strength of the younger generation of the Yang family.
In the first round of melee, the juniors from the collateral branch launched a counterattack. Although they relied on Yu Wenlei's formation, those with a higher vision did not think so.
"This group of juniors from the collateral line have improved very quickly. There are more than thirty people at the Linggang realm. On the contrary, the direct lineage has not made much progress and is almost being caught up!" On the high platform, Yang Wu Ba spoke calmly and pointed out this fact. Hearing this, the senior executives of the Yang family around him all showed wry smiles. After all, the sons and daughters of these senior officials were all in the direct lineage.
"Alas, the side branch actually practiced the combined attack battle formation. There is no way, why is their chief coach the big sword Yu Wenlei! Compared with Yu Wenlei, that He Rui is much worse..."
"Hmph, these short-sighted boys chose the wrong person when they first chose the head coach..."
Under the high platform, no one knew about the secret exchanges between the senior leaders of the Yang family, and the clan competition continued as usual. Next, more than a hundred juniors who advanced to the next round came forward to draw lots and each received a number plate. After only a short interval, the second round began, giving the junior almost no time to rest.
"The second round begins. Those who have drawn numbers 1 and 2 will now enter the battlefield. Remember, each battle can last up to one stick of incense. If the time is up and there is still no winner, the senior elders in the family will judge. High or low!"
After the words fell, more than a hundred juniors nodded in response. This time limit rule is also the practice in previous years. After all, the battle of more than a hundred people must be completed within one day, and the limit is one stick of incense, which can also test the explosive power of the juniors. .
Whoosh!
The two figures turned over and jumped into the battlefield. After landing, cheers of cheers rang out from both sides. It happened that No. 1 was a junior from the collateral line and No. 2 was from the direct line. The first battle was a contest between the two camps!
"Hmph! You brat Yu Wenlei, the second round is about your singles strength. Let's see what other tricks you have. It doesn't matter if there are more people. The cultivation level of the direct descendants is still better!" He Rui shook his head gloomily. After shaking his sleeves, the joint attack formation will no longer work in this round. When he regains his confidence, he is bound to win back a victory.
Dang, Dang, Dang...
At this moment, there was the sound of the collision of weapons, and the battle in the field had already begun. Yang An, a junior from the collateral lineage, had a peak cultivation level of the first level of the Linggang realm, and Yang Shen, a direct lineage, had recently broken through to the second level of the Linggang realm. level.
It stands to reason that if Yang An's cultivation level is a little low, he will definitely fall into a disadvantage. However, after fighting hundreds of moves, Yang An still resists tenaciously, using fierce moves without any signs of defeat.
"How is this possible! When did Yang An become so strong?"
Yang An actually managed to hold on for so long and still fought so well. Apart from his tenacious perseverance, his biggest reliance was the weapon in his hand!
"Excellent first-line enchanted spiritual weapon! Impossible, how could he have a high-quality first-line spiritual weapon, not even Yang Shen!" He Rui's heart twitched, and his breathing rate increased, blowing his long beard.
You must know that a high-quality first-line enchanted spiritual weapon is worth nearly 200,000 spiritual stones. Even the direct descendants of the Yang family only have a very small number of wealthy people who own it.
This spiritual weapon was naturally refined by Yu Wenlei. In the past three months, he started refining weapons and earned a lot of spiritual stones. Now he has a rich family and has accumulated thirty fine first-line enchanted spiritual weapons. Among the juniors from the collateral line, as long as they have broken through the Linggang realm, almost everyone has one! In this Yang family competition, this is his second trump card!
"Are you kidding me? Could it be that this Yang An is so lucky that he has some kind of adventure!" Not only He Rui, but also the guests outside the martial arts arena and the senior officials of the Yang family were all confused.
There is one exception, and that is Ouyang Yu, the owner of the Soul Building in the guest area. He knows that Yu Wenlei often goes to the Soul Building recently to sell enchanted weapons and buy high-quality weapon refining materials. Originally, he had paid attention to Yu Wen Lei, but now it seems that he still underestimated Yu Wen Lei. After seeing the first exquisite first-line enchanted spiritual weapon, he did not believe that other juniors from the collateral line would not.
"How many high-quality first-line enchanted spiritual weapons will appear..." Ouyang Yu narrowed his eyes and sat there calmly watching the Yang family competition.
Clang, clang, clang!
"Damn it, defeat me!" Yang Shen couldn't attack for a long time and felt a little panicked. After all, before going on the stage, he threatened to defeat Yang An within ten moves and destroy the majesty of his side lineage. But now, The time limit for this stick of incense is almost up, and he hasn't taken any advantage yet.
"ah……"
Yang An roared and did not give in. He fought very steadily and was not impatient. At this moment, he suddenly caught a flaw in Yang Shen and knocked down Yang Shen's weapon with a backhand move.
Hiss...Yang Shen was defeated! The weapon fell to the ground, and Yang An held a knife on his neck. It was obvious that the winner was decided. Originally, we could have relied on our cultivation advantage to draw a tie and let the Yang family's senior management judge the winner, but now, we have completely lost!
"Asshole! Damn it, I'm so angry!" On the sidelines, He Rui was suffocating with anger. He was defeated in the first round and lost the first game of the second round inexplicably. He simply couldn't face the Yang family again. , "Huh, huh... I don't believe this exquisite first-class enchanted spiritual weapon. What tricks can he have in the next game!"
And time passed little by little, and when the competition continued, He Rui's heart kept sinking, and his anger kept rising. Until the end of the second round, he stood there motionless, with his old face flushed. He looked weird because he saw a total of thirty high-quality first-line enchanted weapons!
"Hell! How is it possible..."
This time, even Ouyang Yu, the owner of the second floor building, couldn't calm down. What is the concept of thirty high-quality, one-pattern enchanted spiritual weapons? It’s almost time to catch up with Soul Tower’s inventory!
"Impossible, it can't be made by Yu Wenlei alone. Could it be that there are masters behind Yu Wenlei..." Ouyang Yu fell into deep thought for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about.
At the end of the second round, there were twenty-eight direct juniors left, and thirty-six collateral juniors. The collateral line still had the advantage. This was due to the fact that in many draws, the Yang family's senior management used the excuse of 'cultivation superiority' to award the victory to the direct line. Otherwise, the collateral line's advantage would definitely be greater.
"Hey... these old guys are really shameless. All draws are counted as direct lineage wins." Yu Wenlei curled his lips and muttered secretly dissatisfied. After thinking about it, this is the Yang family after all, so he just tolerated it.
Just a moment later, with Yang Wuzhong's loud announcement, the third round of the competition began! (To be continued.)
