In the center of Jiwei Island, there is a wide open space five hundred miles east of Jiwei City. This is the place where the three major families have held previous competitions, called the Martial Arts Arena.
The martial arts venue has a radius of dozens of miles and is surrounded by more than a dozen peaks, large and small. There are three stands built side by side on the highest peak among them, which is where the three major families watch the battle.
Today, June 15th.
In the early morning, a large group of people came to the stand with the Wu family flag, including men and women, old and young.
Among them, an old man in yellow robes and an old man in green robes were the leaders. The rest of the people were standing around behind the two people. While everyone was chatting in low voices, 99% of the people had a look of joy on their faces.
There was only one good-looking woman in green, her brows furrowed and she looked worried.
"Senior Lin, I'll look at you soon." Wu Ling said with a smile on his face to the old man in yellow robe next to him.
The old man in yellow robe glanced at the two stands in the distance and said calmly, "Fellow martial artists, there is no need to worry. Leave everything to me. Just don't forget our agreement."
"That's natural."
...
In the center of the three stands is the Xiangjia Stand.
"Senior He, how are you?" The old head of the Xiang family looked away from a distance and asked a middle-aged man in blue robe beside him.
The middle-aged man in blue robe frowned, "There's nothing wrong with the Liang family, but the one sitting next to Wu Ling is a bit hard to see through."
"Can't see through?"
Hearing this, the head of the old family immediately looked towards the old man in yellow robe of the Wu family, and said in surprise, "That man doesn't seem to have any fluctuations in his cultivation. That Wu Ling actually has an extremely respectful expression. Could it be... Yuan Isn’t Ancestor Ying successful?”
"Ancestor Yuanying? You dare to think that even if the Wu family is sold, I'm afraid I can't ask the ancestor Yuanying to take action. Besides, have you ever seen the ancestor Yuanying intervene in such a small scene in your life?" The middle-aged man in blue robe said with a sneer.
"That's true, what does senior mean?"
"I think either his cultivation has reached the late stage of Golden Core, or he has used some special means to hide his cultivation." The middle-aged man in blue robe said with certainty.
"Late stage of Golden Core! Wouldn't that be..."
"Hmph! What are you afraid of? Although I am only in the early stage, as long as I am caught by surprise, I am not unable to fight even in the later stages."
"Yes, I am worrying too much..."
The head of the Xiang family said this, but he frowned secretly. Because of the existence of this person in the past few years, the Xiang family has hardly been able to get the first place in the competition. This has made them accustomed to being aloof. If they lose this time, what will happen to them? This is a big blow to the morale of the Xiang family.
Fortunately, the Liang family didn't seem to win over Yang Dawei. In this way, even if he didn't get first place, he wouldn't end up in last place.
"Father, the senior you were talking about...isn't going to stop coming, right?" Liang Qing looked at his father, Liang Muhai, in the stands on the right, with a look of worry on his face.
The other members of the Liang family were also sighing and their morale was quite low.
This is not just a matter for direct descendants of the Liang family. If the Liang family is at the bottom, they will have to tighten their belts again in the next five years.
"Why are you so anxious? As the head of a family, it is unbecoming to panic. Isn't there still an hour or two before the competition?"
Liang Muhai scolded in a deep voice, then looked at the people behind him: "And you, all of you who are dejected, cheer me up. I tell you, as long as that senior comes, our Liang family will definitely win this time. First, your benefits will be indispensable."
senior?
Everyone was secretly happy when they heard this. They thought that the Liang family had no helpers. Now it seems that there is still hope?
"Xiaopi, do you know who that senior is? I heard that the old master was planning to sell your sister to that senior Yang. Could it be that Yang Dawei agreed?"
In the corner behind the stands, a young man who looked not much older than Liang Xiaopi asked in a low voice with his arms crossed.
"What a bullshit senior, how can Yang Dawei be qualified as a senior?" Liang Xiaopi said unhappily.
"That is?"
"You don't have to worry about it. You'll see it later. However, I suddenly want to give you some advice. Do you want to listen?"
"You? Give me advice?"
"Of course, my sister often said this to me before, but I never took it seriously, but now I realize that what she said is right."
"What words?"
"This sentence is 'If you have good thoughts in your heart, you will have good deeds. If you have good thoughts and good deeds, God will bless you.' Hehe, you should remember it. Maybe one day you will change your destiny because of this sentence... "
"..."
The eastern part of Jiwei Island is where the Liang family resides.
"Grandpa Lu, are you okay? Time is running out."
Liang Xiaowei waited for a long time but did not see Lu Li come out. She stood outside the door and shouted anxiously.
After a while, Lu Li opened the door and said suspiciously: "In such a hurry, isn't it already getting dark?"
Regarding Liang Xiaowei's insistence on calling him 'Grandpa', Lu Li was a little speechless, but considering that he was also in his nineties, being her grandfather was not an advantage, so he didn't care about it.
"But it's a long way from here to the martial arts arena."
"Okay, let's go."
Lu Li glanced at the morning mist outside the house, shook his head, and walked out.
When he came to the door, Lu Li suddenly grabbed Liang Xiaowei's arm and applied a shield to her. Then he dodged and took Liang Xiaowei into the sky.
Looking at the blurry scenery at her feet, Liang Xiaowei was really happy, "Grandpa Lu, you are so awesome. If I were as awesome as you, I would laugh out loud in my dreams."
"Haha, work hard, the four spiritual roots are not too bad, there will be a chance."
"..."
Near noon, a stream of light suddenly flew from the direction of Jiwei Castle and landed on a huge protruding stone pillar in front of the three stands.
The visitor was an old man in gray robes who looked to be in his seventies or eighties. Upon seeing this, the three old family heads walked to the front of the stand and saluted the old man from afar: "Greetings, Mr. Ji!"
Ji Xian is a casual cultivator who travels among the major islands all year round. Because he has a good reputation for being upright, he has witnessed many family competitions on the second-level islands.
Of course, he won't witness it in vain. Regardless of the outcome, the families participating in the competition will have to pay him some travel expenses.
However, considering Ji Xian's cultivation in the later stages of Jindan, this travel expense is actually unnecessary. What he cares more about is popularity, because he can always get some unexpected news and opportunities because of these popularity.
Seeing this, Ji Xian smiled easily and waved his hand, "No need to be more polite, three fellow Taoists, can we start?"
Both Wu Ling and Xiang Lao’s family master said they were ready.
Only Liang Muhai was a little worried and said, "Mr. Ji, the people from our Liang family who are participating in the war haven't arrived yet, can you wait a little longer..."
