After a while, when Mo Qingyun arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Field, the place was already filled with people.
Among these people, apart from the Mo Clan, there were also people from other clans in Northern Desert Town.
The other clans were here mainly to understand the strength of the Mo Clan's juniors through the Family Competition.
This way, the juniors of their clans would be able to know themselves and their opponents in the Town Competition after the New Year.
The elders of the Mo Clan did not pay too much attention to the arrival of the other clans.
Anyway, at this time, some of the elders of the Mo Clan went to the other clans to watch the Family Competition.
Everyone was returning the favor, so no one was at a disadvantage.
Most importantly, the elders of the Mo Clan had another idea about this phenomenon.
That was, when the other clans came to watch the Family Competition, they could also show off a little.
Perhaps it was because the Mo Clan placed great importance on the Family Competition, but there were some changes to the judging panel.
The size of the judging panel was obviously a few times larger than the monthly test.
In the center of the judging panel sat an old man in his fifties. There were traces of age on his face, and his gaze was deep. He sat there with an imposing aura.
This old man was the head of the Mo Clan, Mo Hongtian. He was at the late stage of the True Energy Realm and was one of the top five experts in Northern Desert Town.
"Could this be my cheap grandfather?"
Looking at the old man sitting in the middle of the judging panel, Mo Qingyun laughed at himself.
"I didn't expect so many big shots to come to this year's Family Competition. What a surprise."
At this moment, as Mo Qingyun was looking at the judging panel, a sigh came from beside him.
The person who spoke was a refined young man in his twenties. His cultivation was at the peak of the early stage of the Body Tempering Realm.
Seeing Mo Qingyun looking at him, the refined young man smiled at Mo Qingyun and said, "You are Qing Yun's cousin, right?"
"Hmm? You know me? "
Mo Qingyun asked with a surprised expression.
"Hehe, you are now the most famous person in our Mo Clan. How could I not recognize you?"
In response to Mo Qingyun's surprise, the young man smiled faintly and said, "My name is Mo Yi. I hope that in the upcoming Family Competition, I will have the opportunity to fight against you, Cousin Qing Yun."
"When the time comes, I hope cousin Mo Qingyun can give me some pointers!" Mo Qingyun said politely.
Mo Yi waved his hand and said with a smile, "I wouldn't dare to give you advice. We're just learning from each other."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Mo Qingyun asked curiously, "I heard you say that a lot of big shots have come to attend the Family Competition. What's going on?"
"Didn't you notice the eagle-eyed elder sitting to the right of the Patriarch? He is the old patriarch of the Song family, Song Xu, and the one sitting to the left of the patriarch is the old patriarch of the He family, He Qiansheng … "
Mo Yi introduced Mo Qingyun one by one.
After hearing Mo Yi's introduction, Mo Qingyun's expression changed. He was a little surprised.
He hadn't expected that the old patriarchs of the Song and He families would be attending the Family Competition.
However, what surprised Mo Qingyun even more was that He Lingyu and Song Xiuyun were walking toward the judges' table.
Perhaps because they were being watched by Mo Qingyun, the two women soon noticed Mo Qingyun in the crowd and glared at him with hatred.
Seeing the change in He Lingyu and Song Xiuyun's expressions, Song Xu and He Qiansheng also looked in Mo Qingyun's direction.
"Grandpa, he is Mo Qingyun!"
He Lingyu and Song Xiuyun said unhappily when they saw the two elders looking at Mo Qingyun.
"Oh!"
Song Xu and He Qiansheng couldn't help but frown when they heard the two women's words. They seemed to be deep in thought.
A moment later, He Qiansheng broke the silence and said with a smile, "Brother Hongtian, is that your grandson Mo Qingyun? He is indeed a man of striking appearance. "
"Brother Qiansheng, you flatter me!" Mo Qingyun replied with a faint smile and also looked at Mo Qingyun.
Upon closer inspection, one could see a trace of relief in Mo Hongtian's eyes.
It seemed that he had heard a little about Mo Qingyun's recent performance.
"Grandpa, you don't know how powerful Mo Qingyun is. He relied on his high cultivation to hit Xiuyun."
Song Xiuyun, who was next to Song Xu, pretended to be aggrieved.
"Is that so?"
Song Xu and the others' expressions changed.
A trace of pride flashed across Song Xiuyun's eyes when she saw the elders' reaction. Then, she recounted what had happened.
Song Xu's expression turned ugly when he heard Song Xiuyun's words. He reprimanded Song Xiuyun and said, "Xiuyun, don't speak nonsense. If you were not unruly and willful, why would Qingyun hit you?"
Song Xiuyun's face became somewhat displeased when she heard Song Xu's words. However, before Song Xiuyun could say anything, Song Xu looked at Mo Hongtian with displeasure and said, "Brother Hongtian, your grandson is very powerful. He actually attacked and injured someone because of a disagreement."
"Brother Song Xu, don't be angry. My grandson is naughty and mischievous. I will definitely punish him after this." Mo Hongtian's expression turned solemn as he replied to Song Xu.
"Haha, Brother Song Xu, Brother Hongtian, let the younger generation deal with their own matters. Let's just relax and watch the competition."
He Qiansheng tried to smooth things over when he saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Then, Mo Hongtian and the other two looked toward the arena and didn't say anything else.
Inside the arena.
Seeing that all the younger generation had arrived, an elder of the Mo Family walked out and said, "I will now announce the rules of the competition."
The first round was divided into ten arenas. Fifty people would fight in each arena and the remaining five would advance to the next round.
In the second round, they would draw lots to match their opponents. The winners would advance to the next round while the losers would fight for the rankings.
"I will now call out the names. Those whose names have been called out will enter arena number one."
In the middle of the arena, the elder spoke again. Then, he began to call out the names.
Soon, all the younger generation participating in the competition had been called out and were evenly distributed to the ten arenas.
Perhaps it was because of special arrangements, but among the younger generation, those who were at least Body Tempering Stage Nine and above were all allocated to different arenas.
This arrangement was probably because they were worried that there would be conflicts between them. If they fought in the first round, they would be eliminated from the competition.
After a simple scan of the surroundings, Mo Qingyun realized that Mo Cang was allocated to arena number one while Mo Xin, who had a higher cultivation, was allocated to arena number two.
"Mo Cang, arena number one, are they trying to create momentum for him?"
After seeing Mo Cang's arena, Mo Qingyun's lips curled into a playful smile.
Then, Mo Qingyun observed for a while and realized that Mo Yi, who had been chatting with him just now, was allocated to arena number seven.
Apart from that, Mo Qingyun also realized that there were about thirty people in each arena.
Out of the thirty people, five would advance to the next round. In other words, one out of six or seven people would advance to the next round.
Such an elimination rate was quite high. It wouldn't be easy to advance to the next round.
"There doesn't seem to be anyone at Body Tempering Stage Nine in my group."
After briefly sizing up the opponents in front of him, Mo Qingyun discovered that his group seemed to be the weakest of the ten groups.
Mo Qingyun was very happy to see this.
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