The fighting platform in front of the Dongge Lin Family Tower usually has almost no people coming, but today it is already overcrowded. There are four main chairs in front of the Lin Family's fighting platform, arranged in a trapezoid shape, and there are nine secondary chairs under the main chairs in an arc shape. Placed in a shape, followed by neat seats surrounding the fighting platform, circle after circle.
At this moment, the sword-browed man walked up to the stage like a shadow, stroked his sleeves, and glanced at everyone, but did not find the young man in green shirt. He was slightly angry in his heart. Looking at the neat eyes of everyone, the man suppressed the unhappiness in his heart. , his voice was still high, and he said: "The annual clan competition begins today. During the competition, you are not allowed to take pills or use spiritual weapons, but there are no restrictions on secret techniques and instructions. After all, everyone has his own opportunity, and the clan competition is In order to select the outstanding children of my Lin family, at the same time, those who have failed should not be discouraged and practice hard. Anyone who has reached the ninth level of blood energy can enter our Lin family law enforcement hall. Also, in the martial arts competition, there is no distinction between life and death. Don't be ruthless. Once discovered, clan rules will follow."
Everyone in the audience was talking about it. It was rumored that the Lin Family Law Enforcement Hall had collected a number of blood soldiers and first-blood level spells, and that the Law Enforcement Hall had a spirit weapon named Fu Lingchen, which was made from the soul hair of the five-tailed white fox. And, the most important thing The salary of the Law Enforcement Hall is astonishing. There are 6 bloodline coins in a month. You know, an ordinary disciple only has 3. But after entering the Law Enforcement Hall, the income becomes double, and the food expenses for ten days are only one. Bloodline coins, therefore, the Law Enforcement Hall has become the favorite place for all the disciples. It is a place that everyone wants to go to. Now there is such an opportunity. As long as you reach the ninth level of blood energy, you will have the opportunity to enter. The fighting spirit in everyone's hearts is instantly ignited. .
"Everyone, as the leader of the clan, I, Lin Tian, will not waste any more words. I will leave all the rules of the game to the second elder." The sword-browed man glanced at
The old man with a goatee stood straight, with a ruddy face and a steady pace. In the blink of an eye, he was on the stage and said with a smile: "Old old man is not talented. This competition will be selected by drawing lots." Opponents, two of the lots are given directly to the two chosen ones. After all, their strength is obvious to all, and the remaining lots are up to you to draw and choose your opponents. The number one among you will be with The two pre-determined ones will enter the clan tower to practice together. Of course, if you have the strength, you can challenge those two directly. If you win, you will replace them. If you lose, you will bear the consequences."
At this time, a white-haired old man took small steps, and a figure followed closely behind him. Everyone was stunned. You must know that judging from the blood energy fluctuations emanating from the white-haired old man, he was definitely a strong person in the blood soul realm, and That figure could keep up with him, and the speed was truly terrifying.
I saw the white-haired old man sitting down against one of the four directions, and everyone said in unison: "Hello, Supreme Elder."
"Jian'er, please choose one of the four seats and sit down." The white-haired old man chuckled.
I saw the man standing there, looking at the white-haired old man, hesitating and not daring to sit down.
Everyone looked at this scene, and the whole place was deathly silent. After all, the seats in the four directions belong to the strongest members of the Lin family, and a talented junior can't sit there if he wants to.
The sword-browed man at the head frowned, and he shook the tea cup in front of him hard. It turned into powder instantly, and he was furious. But after looking at the people around him, his angry expression turned into provocation. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Could it be that Second uncle wants me to be the leader of the clan. If you have the strength, my nephew will give it to you with both hands. If not..."
"That young man relied on his old age in front of the leader of the clan. I, Lin Tian, still control the fate of the Lin family. My will is God's will." The man snorted coldly.
I saw the white-haired old man breathing rapidly, with a faint cold sweat on his temples, and his speech was a little unclear, "You...you, okay, I won't talk to you."
The white-haired old man looked at the man in black robe behind him and ordered: "Jian'er, go and sit down in the middle of the back row."
The man in black robe swept his sharp eyes over the seats in the back row and walked towards the center seat. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard a cold shout, "Wait a minute, this seat is mine."
At this moment, the man in black robe was a little annoyed and was about to scold him. When he looked up, he saw that he was dressed in white and had a light sword behind him. His eyes were dull and empty. The man in black robe choked his words. The man in white sat down slowly facing him, as if there was no one else around.
The man in white was clearly Lin Jianchi, the deputy head of the Lin Family Law Enforcement Hall. He was also one of the three talented young men in Sunset Town. Any of his identities held more weight than the man in black.
The man in black robe clenched his teeth and sat down on the seat next to the man in white. Suddenly, an invisible aura lifted him up, making him unable to sit down. The man looked pale and angry, and asked: "Deputy Hall Master , why is this?”
The man in white glanced at him, looked straight ahead, and said coldly: "You have no right to sit in the seat next to me!"
The man in black robe stared at him without saying anything.
The white-haired old man in front turned his head and asked calmly: "Lin Jianchi, the direct grandson of my supreme elder, don't you have the qualifications?"
"He doesn't have the strength." The man in white remained indifferent.
"It's a joke, the Lin family's Qilin'er, doesn't he have any strength?" The white-haired old man was a little angry, exuding a wave of blood energy to suppress the man in white. The man in white's dull eyes also fluctuated a little, and the sword energy in his body rushed out to resist. This fluctuation was not enough, and the man in white began to breathe erratically.
"Hmph! When did the Supreme Elder become so shameless and learn to bully the small with the big?" A loud voice came from behind the seat.
Everyone looked back, and saw a man with a strong back and strong waist walking through the crowd. Looking at the pressure on Lin Jianchi, he shouted loudly, and a sound wave like a roar of a lion attacked the pressure. In an instant, the pressure disappeared. Without a trace.
"Great Elder, you're fine!" the white-haired old man said with a smile.
The man looked at the white-haired old man, walked straight in front of him, sat down next to him, and didn't pay him any attention.
The white-haired old man snorted coldly, closed his eyes slightly, and began to rest and relax.
At this time, a woman wearing a red tights sat down next to Lin Jianchi. Everyone stared at her intently. They saw the woman's devilish figure, her big wavy golden curly hair, which emitted a dazzling light, and her slender figure. Wearing a goose-yellow ultra-short mini skirt on her thighs, it shows off her perfect figure. A brown-gray leather whip is tightly wrapped around her waist, which creates endless reverie.
The great elder looked at her and nodded slightly.
In the remaining seats in the second row, three members of the Law Enforcement Hall and four members of the Presbyterian Church sat crosswise.
The second elder with a goatee, smiling at the moment, handed the first and second lotto to the man in black and the woman in red, then walked forward slightly, turned around, and said to everyone: "You guys start coming Let’s draw lots.”
The young man in green robe stepped forward, and all the young men in the crowd also jumped forward. One of the young men looked towards the man in black robe, and the man in black robe nodded slightly.
Lin Zixuan looked at the bamboo tube in front of him and took it casually. He saw that it said No. 5, Class A, so his opponent was No. 5, Class B.
"I wonder who this B-level No. 5 could be?" the young man in blue shirt thought.
I saw a dark figure sitting down in the only remaining front row seat, and everyone looked at the stage, unaware of it.
The three people sitting in front couldn't help but gasped when they looked at the knife-like face. That appearance turned out to be the master of Xiaoxuan Sect, Zhou Tong.
And he came uninvited without anyone.
