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To be honest, Ye Fan himself was also hesitating whether he should go to this immortal palace or not.
With a group of young participants, Ye Fan walked towards the martial arts arena's preparation stand. As he walked, he pondered.
At the scene, because of the generous rewards, everyone's enthusiasm had reached an unprecedented high.
Each and every one of the clan youths who were confident in their cultivation all revealed fervent looks in their eyes. They attached great importance to this tournament's first place.
The elders of the various branches of the family were also much more cautious than before. Many of them were even regretting that they didn't register a few more disciples to participate in the competition in advance. “
"Brother Ye Fan, we meet again." A gentle and elegant voice came from behind.
Ye Fan didn't need to look to know that it was the two brothers, Ling Mingjing and Ling Mingqi.
He indifferently glanced at the two of them and was too lazy to greet them. In any case, these two fellows didn't seem to be here to properly greet him.
A trace of haze flashed across Mingjing's eyes. She smiled and said, "Brother Ye Fan, I hope you can survive three rounds. If you have the chance to spar with me on the stage, Mingjing will feel very honored."
The other disciples were all stunned. Why would Ling Mingjing specifically look for Ye Fan? “
"It can't be, Ling Mingjing is at the seventh level of the Spirit Sculpting Stage, the hot favorite to win the championship this time. Why is he looking for Ye Fan to fight?"
"I heard that Ye Fan beat up his younger brother, Ling Mingqi, in the Imperial City. This is a personal grudge!"
"I'm probably worried that Ye Fan will immediately retreat after three rounds, then he won't have the chance to take revenge …"
The surrounding group of people discussed animatedly. Every year, there would be people looking for opportunities to settle their grudges in the Divine Dragon Competition, so they were not surprised. “
"Brat, don't let me look down on you. If you have the guts, make it through three rounds. You don't need my brother, just fight with me!" Ling Mingqi sneered.
Ye Hang, who was at the side, couldn't take it anymore and snorted, "My big brother can fight however he wants, why should he listen to you?"
"Haha!" Ye Hang, don't be so arrogant. I heard that Qitong has his eyes on your Northern Marquis Manor. I'm afraid you won't even be able to survive the first round this year! "
"I'm participating this year to take care of Qitong!" Ye Hang had a proud look on his face.
"Hmph …" Alright, then I'll see how you deal with me later … "On the other side, Qitong, who was wearing a fierce black and purple military uniform, sneered.
Different kinds of conversations constantly arose between the young disciples, and a smell of gunpowder filled the air, as though the entire place would explode at any time!
The group of elders in the clan watched this scene and heard all kinds of verbal sparring, but they didn't interfere.
The descendants of the clan had always grown up in such cruel competition. Without a bit of bravery, they would not be able to cultivate a true pillar of strength.
"I hereby announce that the Divine Dragon Grand Contest officially begins!"
At Ji Changgong's command, more than a dozen elders at the side of the field used their Vital Energy.
The battleground actually flickered with complicated arrays, emitting rumbling sounds!
In the middle of the huge field, four small arenas appeared, as if four small highlands had appeared out of thin air!
Fan Xian couldn't help but be stunned. So there was still a technique to control the number of arenas that could be freely adjusted?
He also felt that it was strange. There were hundreds of disciples present, and if they were to compete in the same arena at the same time, it would probably take more than a day and a night to finish!
Now that four battlefields had appeared, it was indeed possible to end the battle in a single day.
Soon after, the system began to randomly select people on the dozen or so huge Great Desolate Stone screens.
Very quickly, the four disciples in the first round were chosen. It was up to them to choose whether to pick people or to be randomly assigned by the system. “
Ling Mingjing!? It can't be, Ling Mingjing is up in the first round?! Who would be unlucky enough to be chosen by him! "
Amongst the four of them, Ling Mingjing was one of the more famous youths in the clan.
With a calm expression, Mingjing walked up to the stage with a smile. Looking at the names of the participants in the Spirit Creation Stage on the screen, she told the referee in charge, "I'll have to trouble Elder to help me choose any one of them …"
"As expected of Ling Mingjing!" "I'm really not afraid of anyone!"
One of the Three Heroes of Xuanyuan is not an undeserved reputation! "
The group of people below the stage were all full of praise, especially some of the young women, whose eyes were shining with starlight.
If it wasn't for the fact that the elders of the clan were present, they would have run to the side of the stage to cheer and cheer.
Very quickly, the system randomly selected a young man at the fifth level of Spirit Creation. The young man had a depressed expression on his face. If he hadn't met Ling Mingjing, he might have been able to fight a few more rounds.
He realized that there was no need to stand there and stare at him, so he simply turned around and walked back to the audience.
"Big Brother, where are you going?" Ye Hang asked anxiously. “
Let's talk about it when it's my turn... "I'll go talk to your sister-in-law." Ye Fan waved his hand.
Hang had a look of helplessness. Instead of watching such an exciting Divine Dragon Tournament, this big brother would rather accompany his wife?
Sure enough, when Ye Fan walked back to the spectator stands, Ye Huang Tu, Ji Su Xin, and the others were all astonished. “
Stinking brat! Why did he come back? If you dare to back out now, I'll break both your legs! "Ye Huangtu frowned.
"What's the hurry..." Ye Fan sat down beside Su Qingxue and said, "It's not my turn yet, standing there wasting time. I might as well talk to my wife, right, Princess?"
Su Qingxue blushed and hurriedly said, "Husband, it's fine for me to sit here …"
"It's not like you're cultivating. What's the point of watching those people fight? Don't you like me to be by your side?" Ye Fan asked.
"Of course not..." Su Qingxue shook her head. “
Hehe, then that's good. Come, come, come … "" Take out your phone. Let's play a game for a while. It's boring to just sit here. "Ye Fan said.
Qingxue hesitated and carefully looked at Ye Huang Tu, who had a straight face, as if she was afraid that her father-in-law would be angry.
She tugged at her husband's sleeve and said with a smile, "Qingxue, it's fine. If you want to play, then play. Indeed, for you, this competition is meaningless." leaf
Huang Tu let out a long sigh, as if he had also considered that Su Qingxue didn't have much lifespan left, so he let the two of them get along with each other and didn't say anything more.
On Ye Fan's side, he even called out to Ye Xianqing and Ye Danqing. They took out their phones and started playing mahjong online.
Naturally, the mahjong on this phone was also Chu Yunyao's handiwork. However, most of the people in this world were still immersed in cultivation, so there weren't as many people playing as on Earth. leaf
On the way back to Xuanyuan City, Fan Xian was bored, so he taught Su Qingxue and the others. It was not bad to pass the time.
"Bro, you're too amazing. I'm afraid only the four of us will be able to play mahjong in this Divine Dragon Competition." leaf
Danqing noticed that there were many strange gazes looking over from the side. She was both nervous and excited. “
"Big brother, if I get scolded by the elders of the clan later, you have to save me …" Ye Xianqing had an expression of risking her life to accompany a gentleman.
Ye Fan curled his lips, "Cut the crap, hurry up and play your cards, let me bang one! Where's the tube? "
Saying that, Ye Fan took out a piece of jerky from his storage ring and stuffed it into Tang Yuan's mouth.
Tang Yuan laid on Ye Fan's shoulder, as if he could understand what was going on. He kept staring at the phone screen until there was meat to eat, then started to eat the jerky.
"Husband …" I'm messing around! "Su Qingxue said happily.
"Fart, you're messing around too?!" Don't you have any dreams or pursuits!? "Ye Fan shouted.
"Hee hee …" "Husband, you lost the most."
The surrounding group of Divine Dragon clansmen couldn't help but look over. The complexity of their expressions was indescribable …
Of course, there were also quite a few people who were curious and wanted to come over to see what the four of them were doing, but they were too embarrassed to spectate.
Huang Tu's face was gloomy. He wanted to get up and reprimand him several times, but was stopped by Ji Su Xin. “
What's the hurry? Maybe Fan'er has a plan in mind? "
"If this kid can't even pass three rounds, I'll definitely beat him up!"
After an unknown number of matches, Ye Zhaoxuan, who was in front, laughed heartily, "Haha! It's Hang'er's turn! "
Ye Fan and the others turned their heads to look, only to see Ye Hang's information appear on the screen.
Ye Hang, who had been impatient for a long time, directly jumped onto a stage and pointed at Qitong with a face full of confidence. “
I choose Qitong! "
For a time, the crowd was in an uproar. It was obvious that they were looking forward to this match.
(Three Seven Chinese)
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