After the "encounter on a narrow road" with Xiao Xinglong, the following day was uneventful. Bai Duan and Xiao Yun followed the disciples of the Yang family around the Grand Competition venue to get acquainted with the environment, and then went back to the room to rest.
Of course, this "rest" is dynamic rather than static. That night, Xiao Yun threw his little lover on the bed and gnawed it inside and out again, euphemistically calling it "replenishment". So, on the next morning, Xiao Yun who had "recharged his batteries" was in high spirits, while Bai Duan was a little dazed and yawning profusely.
——At this moment, Bai Duan deeply doubts which one is the mortal, he or Xiao Yun. After fighting until dawn, why did he, a metamorphosis spirit beast full of spiritual power, slump, while Xiao Yun, a mortal, became hyperactive instead? !
— This is not scientific at all!
However, no matter how much Bai Duan slandered, he still had to accept the fact that he was "harvest yin to supplement yang", and followed the Yang family's children to the competition venue of the family competition in a daze.
Due to the large number of people participating in the Grand Competition, the Family Grand Competition does not adopt a catch-and-eliminate system like ordinary competitions, but another more common competition method - defending the ring.
Every aristocratic family will have two arenas, one is for the Qi training period, and only accepts the disciples of the Qi training period to compete on the stage, and the other is for the foundation building period.
After the contest started, each family had to stick to its own arena, while attacking the arenas of other families. Each participant has a fixed number of attacks, and will quit the competition after running out, and once he becomes the master of a certain arena, the disciple can no longer attack other arenas, unless he is taken from the master's The location is laid.
Because each disciple has a limited number of attacks, when many people are eyeing the same arena, most of the disciples will first choose to compete in private to decide the last strongest person to attack.
When all participants have exhausted their number of attacks, or have not exhausted them and no longer take the initiative to take the stage, the family competition will come to an end, and the number of rings occupied by each family in the end will become the basis for the ranking of the competition.
This form of competition not only tests the cultivation strength of the family's children, but also tests the foundation of a family. After all, it is very likely that the champion who is guarding the ring will fall into the situation of being fought by wheels, and how to use a very short period of time between battles to rest and recover from injuries and spiritual power depends on how much the family can produce.
The Yang family is one of the best big families in the family, so at the very beginning, the arena guarded by the disciples of the Yang family was relatively safe. Most of the contestants will take the lead in attacking the arena of the family whose status is not too high - but there are exceptions, that is the arena of the Xiao family's Qi training period guarded by "Xiao Yun".
The Xiao family has declined in recent years. Although it is worthy of hanging on the tail of the second-rate family through various means, in fact, it is not even comparable to many emerging and strong third-rate families.
Such a "second-rate aristocratic family" that is about to become an empty air, will become the focus of attack in most cases - for example, at the edge of the Xiao family's foundation building stage, there are already many disciples who want to attack, and they are catching each other for comparison.
Fortunately—fortunately, the Xiao family still has "Xiao Yun".
Although "Xiao Yun" has been criticized for the past ten years, he is a genius with the Tianlinggen of the Thunder Department after all. He has been famous for a long time. unrivaled.
Standing on the ring with his hands behind his back, "Xiao Yun" has a long gown flying high and high spirits. He raised his chin high and looked arrogant, which made everyone in the audience quite unhappy.
"It's just guarding the arena during the Qi training period, what's there to be proud of." A disciple of the Yang family complained in a low voice, with an angry tone, "If you have the ability, go to the arena during the foundation period!"
"You said, Xiao Yun has been stuck in the Qi training period for so long, is it the request of the Xiao family? It is for today's competition, let him guard the ring during the Qi training period, in case the Xiao family is above the competition No harvest?" Another Yang family disciple guessed.
"No matter what the truth is, I want to go up and challenge it!" The disciples of the Yang family sharpened their knives eagerly, ready to move. There is not much pressure on them, and they are not required by the family to win many rings, so they pay more attention to challenging the strong and breaking through themselves.
Turning his head and glanced at the disciples of the Yang family who were arguing about who would attack first, Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Why don't you let me go first."
Everyone in the Yang family glared at Xiao Yun - although they knew that Xiao Yun joined their team because he wanted to participate in the Grand Competition, they never expected that this mortal would be so arrogant that he would challenge the highest difficulty right from the start? !
"Can't you?" Xiao Yun blinked his eyes innocently under the horrified gaze of the Yang family, "Anyway, you are not allowed to hurt people's lives on the ring stage, and even if you fail, there is no loss. I can also help you find the way ahead of time. , get to know the details of Xiao Yun, and you will be prepared when you come on stage again."
Everyone in the Yang family persuaded him a few words, but seeing Xiao Yun's firm demeanor, they also followed him - after all, this is the young ancestor brought by the old ancestor of the Yang family, and they couldn't refute each other for such a trivial matter.
Soon, Xiao Yun came out of the Yang family's team and came to the arena of the Xiao family's qi training period. Then he bowed his legs slightly and jumped onto the arena.
Immediately, his actions caught the attention of everyone present. Except for the cultivators who were competing, everyone turned their eyes to the Xiao family's Qi training stage, either curious, surprised, or full of interest.
"Xiao Yun" can be said to be one of the most concerned contestants in this family competition. Everyone wants to see how his strength has changed over the past ten years; and "Guan Wu" in the Yang family team It is also quite eye-catching, because he is the only mortal participant in this competition—not to mention this competition, even if it has been pushed forward several times, absolutely no mortals have set foot on the field.
Now that these two people met together, how could it not attract everyone's attention? The cultivators rushed to the arena one after another, wanting to see the progress and results of this competition, and at the same time learn about the methods of "Xiao Yun" whom they were afraid of.
Of course, for the result, almost everyone is not optimistic about "Guan Wu", and the only reason is of course the word "mortal". Although "Guan Wu" was able to enter the Yang family's team, it meant that the other party was definitely good, but no matter how good it was, the gap between mortals and cultivators was still like a natural barrier.
Everyone wondered why "Guan Wu" challenged "Xiao Yun" so boldly, even "Xiao Yun" himself on the ring was stunned for a moment, then the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth: "What is the intention of the Yang family? Send a Do mortals want to humiliate me?"
"How could it be?" Xiao Yun smiled, and cupped his hands at the "good brother" of the original body, "I admired Mr. Xiao's ingenuity, and asked for a fight without thinking."
Xiao Yun spoke kindly, but Xiao Xinglong didn't appreciate it at all. Fighting against a mortal, even if he wins, the victory will be ineffective, and it will only make others laugh. How can he be happy? !
Xiao Xinglong's nature is easy to get into the horns, and he is not afraid to speculate on other people's intentions with the greatest malice, otherwise he would not do the thing of seizing the other party's spiritual root because he is jealous of his brother's talent.
Since "Guan Wu" humiliated him in public, Xiao Xinglong would naturally not be polite. Although killing people is not allowed on the stage, there are many ways to make life worse than death.
There was a hint of sternness in his eyes, and Xiao Xinglong curled his mouth in excitement, as if he had imagined the miserable appearance of the mortal on the opposite side. But when he met the gentle and smiling eyes of the other party, his body froze for some reason, and his heart beat faster.
——I didn't think much of it when we met before, but now that I observe this mortal carefully, Xiao Xinglong always feels that the other person is somewhat familiar, especially the pair of eyes, so familiar that he can't help but shudder.
Xiao Xinglong was in a daze for a moment, but before he could figure out where the familiarity came from, he heard the bell beside the ring ring three times, signaling the start of the battle.
Xiao Yun smiled slightly, and saluted Xiao Xinglong. Xiao Xinglong quickly returned to his senses, and also saluted. He wanted to teach this mortal a profound lesson, and there was a flash of lightning in the palm of his right hand, starting with the lightning technique that he was best at.
Xiao Yun stomped his feet on the ground, raised his sword and attacked Xiao Xinglong. Xiao Xinglong sneered, "Being overestimated", the yellow-purple thunder light formed a thunder net around him, covering Xiao Yun in an instant.
As a mortal, Xiao Yun couldn't form a spiritual shield around his body like a cultivator, and the lightning net was densely packed and overwhelming, making it impossible to avoid it. In an instant, Xiao Yun was enveloped by the thunder net and disappeared in a flash of lightning among.
Everyone in the audience sighed, and looked away softly, unable to bear to see the miserable conditions of ordinary people on the stage. Everyone in the Yang family was even more sweaty, and hurriedly prepared the elixir, and once the battle was over, they would immediately treat Xiao Yun's injuries.
Just when everyone was sweating coldly because of Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun in the thunder net was very relaxed, and even cursed "stupid" leisurely.
That thunder net seems to be powerful, but in fact it is more like a show. After all, Xiao Xinglong is only in the Qi training period now, and he can use only a lot of thunder-type spiritual power. If he concentrates it in one place, at least he can There is some lethality, but if they are spread out, it will be no different from scratching an itch for Xiao Yun whose physical fitness is comparable to that of a foundation-building practitioner.
Xiao Yun already had the chance to win, seeing how stupid his opponent was, he felt more at ease.
With a wave of the long sword, the fierce sword energy split the thunder net into a gap. Xiao Yun, against the thunder light all over the sky, rushed out of the thunder net in an instant, and appeared in front of Xiao Xinglong again without stopping at his speed.
In the flickering of thunder, Xiao Yun was dressed in a black outfit, his eyes were sharp and cold, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The small thunder and lightning on his body have not dissipated, and the whole person seems to be the god of death who is stepping on the thunder and lightning, cruel and compassionate.
Because the line of sight was blocked by the thunder light, everyone couldn't see clearly what happened in the thunder net. When they saw Xiao Yun who suddenly appeared, they all gasped. Yun, the impact he received was even greater.
For the past ten years, Xiao Xinglong has devoted himself to retreating and cultivating. Because the thunder is the root of the heavenly spirit, he has not encountered any bottlenecks and he has cultivated to the great perfection of Qi training. Although his cultivation is not bad, he has very little real combat experience.
Because of surprise, Xiao Xinglong's reaction was half a beat slow, and Xiao Yun would never give him any time to react, a sword energy struck towards Xiao Xinglong's face.
Xiao Xinglong pinched Fa Jue in a frantic manner, speeding up and dodging to the side. Because he was half a beat too late, even though he dodged the sword energy, Xiao Xinglong was still chopped off his clothes, sleeves and a large piece of hair by Xiao Yun's sword.
Immediately, the "noble son" who looked like a dog just now became a distressed non-mainstream.
There was an uproar in the arena. The spectators thought they could see a tragedy where a cultivator crushed a mortal, but unexpectedly, the two sides met for the first time... It is true that they have different opinions, but the result is completely different from what they imagined.
For a moment, all the cultivators had subtle and indescribable expressions on their faces. On the one hand, they felt very relieved—after all, they were also extremely unhappy seeing that "Xiao Yun" looked so superior; Their faces as cultivators!
Everyone in the audience felt complicated feelings, but Xiao Xinglong on the stage was pure shock and anger.
He raised his hand and touched his half-shaved hairstyle, his whole face was flushed with anger—he knew that even if he won the battle in the end, his face would be shameless.
"You're just... courting death!" Xiao Xinglong's eyes were red, and when he raised his hand, another thunderbolt struck towards Xiao Yun.
Under the fury, this thunder light finally wasn't as weak and powerless as the previous thunder net, but instead had the thunderous appearance it should have. But Xiao Yun was not afraid at all, he straightened his sword to meet him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious under the light of thunder, deeply stabbing Xiao Xinglong's eyes.
—Yes, just be so angry, and then get carried away by the anger, and take out your last and most shameful hole card!