Chapter 14: Coming to the Stage

The rules of the family competition are very simple, based on the strength of the cultivation base.

The first to play must be the children of the first level of the Mortal Realm. The referee will take the initiative to call the name. After the call, the children will go on the field to accept the test, and then fight against other children of the same level.

Until the children of the first layer are compared, the strongest in the first layer will challenge the second layer. If the disciple loses, it will enter the next round, that is, the competition between the two disciples of the mortal realm.

And so on.

Under the high-pitched voice of the referee, the children of the family were named to play.

A few hours later, the battle between the five disciples of the mortal realm had already progressed.

Although the children below the fifth level of the mortal realm accounted for the majority, but after all, their level was low, and the battle soon ended.

However, in these competitions, there were several disciples of the fourth level of the mortal realm, who even beat the fifth level of the mortal realm by leaps and bounds.

As for Xiao Yi in the audience, after watching dozens of games go by, he almost fell asleep.

It is really for him, the former king of the killer world, the battle of these little brats has no nutrition, and every move is full of flaws. You come and I fight casually, like children playing at home, so boring.

Although it is said that the warriors in this world have a complete cultivation system and their true qi is very strong, their combat experience is really poor, and their moves are too simple to be seen.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, a loud noise suddenly came from the arena.

Under the loud noise, a family member flew directly off the competition stage, vomited blood, and fainted.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the stage.

"What a lot of strength, to actually defeat a warrior of the same realm with one punch. Xiao Xingyang, an orange-level martial arts spirit, a savage fire bull, is really powerful." The clansmen in the audience exclaimed in admiration.

Xiao Xingyang, the son of the ninth elder, is also considered a little-known genius in the Xiao family. He is only 15 years old this year, and he is already a fifth-level mortal warrior.

Among the five disciples of the mortal realm, he is the strongest.

"In this battle, Xiao Xingyang wins." The referee announced the result.

Xiao Xingyang raised his hands proudly and glanced around the competition stage, as if enjoying the fiery gazes of the clansmen.

But for some reason, when Shan's eyes swept over Xiao Yi, his face was suddenly full of disdain, his eyes were full of provocation, and he even stretched out his tail finger without a trace, and waved at Xiao Yi.

"This guy is hostile to me." Xiao Yi was a little puzzled.

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After a while, the next round of competition began. This time, it belongs to the battle between the six levels of the mortal realm.

The sixth level of the mortal realm represents the most outstanding group of children of the Xiao family today, and is also the most devoted and optimistic children of the clansmen.

Compared with the previous battle, the next battle will undoubtedly attract more attention and be more important.

After all, this year's family competition coincided with the opening of the Ziyun Cave every three years.

Although the disciples of the sixth level of the mortal realm can definitely enter the Ziyun Cave, their ranking also determines their position in the Ziyun Cave.

It is said that Ziyun Cave is a treasured place for cultivation. The deeper the location, the faster the cultivation speed.

Therefore, in the next battle, these disciples will definitely try their best to get a better ranking. Naturally, their competition will also be more exciting and intense.

"Xiao Zimu and Xiao Zhuang, come to the stage to be tested." The referee called by name.

Two young men, about 17 years old, jumped on the stage.

The referee glanced at them, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, yes, they are all at the sixth level of the mortal realm, especially Xiao Zimu, you should be able to break through to the seventh level of the mortal realm in less than half a year, very good."

After receiving the test, the two began to compete.

In an instant, both of them cast their martial spirits.

Xiao Zimu's martial spirit is an orange-level fire spin stick.

Xiao Zhuang's martial spirit is an orange-ranked red-eyed red bull.

The battle between the two really was much more frequent than before. With Xiao Zimu's stick, the circle of flames swirled, and in an instant, sparks splattered on the competition stage.

Xiao Zhuang even threw a punch. The fist wrapped in the fiery flame was extremely impactful and explosive, and it shattered the ground at once.

To be honest, in Xiao Yi's eyes, their battle is still not in the mainstream. At the very least, if he were in the same realm and cast the same martial spirit, the burst of combat power would definitely be several times that of them.

In terms of combat experience and combat skills, Xiao Yi is too strong.

However, after all, the two of them fought so fiercely and very entertaining, Xiao Yi deserved to watch the performance.

Just as he watched with gusto, he was patted heavily on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi took a conditioned reflex, took a step, and got out of the man's hand with a very delicate step.

who? With my keen intuition, I didn't even notice that he was walking behind me?

When Xiao Yi turned around, he realized that the person who came was the third elder, and he was relieved.

Is this the Innate Realm Martial Artist, who can quietly restrain his breath, his steps are light, but he is as steady as Mount Tai, which is almost comparable to his peak strength when he was on Earth.

It is rumored that the innate warriors possess extremely terrifying combat power, and one punch and one kick is enough to crack mountains and rocks.

"Yi'er, come here." The third elder whispered and pulled Xiao Yi to the corner.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Yi'er, you have also seen the battle at the sixth level of the Mortal Realm." Xiao Zhongyu said earnestly, "With your strength, going up to compete with them is no different from sending death."

"What does the third elder mean?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Give up this competition." Xiao Zhong said solemnly.

Xiao Zhong sighed, his eyebrows were full of deep love for Xiao Yi, and said, "Yi'er, don't worry, even if you don't participate in the competition this time, the five elders and the others will do nothing to you. The title of Young Patriarch is still reserved. The cultivation quota will still be given to you."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was very puzzled.

Xiao Zhong smiled and said lovingly, "As you said before, this is what you deserve."

"But...."

"Don't worry." Xiao Zhong interrupted, "The fourth and sixth elders expressed their willingness to support you. With me, the decision of our three elders cannot be changed by the fifth elder alone."

"Third Elder, that's not what I meant." Xiao Yi gave a wry smile. Of course, he understood that the Third Elder used a hard conscience, just because he was afraid that he would be in danger in the competition.

Moreover, the fourth and sixth elders are willing to support themselves, I am afraid that the third elder has also paid a lot of price. No wonder he hadn't seen the third elder come to him in the past two weeks. It turned out that he was secretly preparing this matter.

However, Xiao Yi was confident in handling this competition.

"Third elders, Xiao Ruohan and I still have a bet. This time, I have to compete." Xiao Yi said seriously.

Xiao Zhong immediately denied it, "No, let him go over the bet, I can't watch you get hurt and take risks."

Xiao Zhong continued, "As far as I know, Xiao Ruohan has already put pressure on several children of the clan. Once you play, those children will kill you."

"Dead hand?" Xiao Yi smiled coldly and said, "Just right, then I don't have to be polite to them."

Xiao Chong said angrily, "You're still being rude to others, it's not bad if they don't take care of you. Obedient Yi'er, you won't be able to compete this time."

"Don't worry, the third elder." Xiao Yi smiled confidently and said, "The children of the Xiao family, you should be firm when you are in trouble, and you are not afraid when you are in danger. A good man, how can you shrink back, keep your word, and be greedy for life and fear death? When I was a child, my father taught me the same way."

"Uh, Patriarch he..." Xiao Zhong was speechless for a while.

Xiao Yi glanced at the competition stage lightly, and said seriously, "The agreement between men is very important. If I can't fight, it will be very useless, and it will be looked down upon."

The third elder, Xiao Zhong, froze in place. Many years ago, the Xiao family experienced a crisis. At that time, Xiao Yi's father, the owner of the family, was also so resolute, without any retreat, alone, with eight feet of body, resisting all enemies.

Until the end of the last round of competitions on the competition platform, Xiao Zhong was still stunned, recalling the glorious days when he followed the head of the family.

At this time, Xiao Yi had already taken the initiative to walk towards the competition stage, and jumped up with a stride.

"Xiao Yi?" The referee was stunned, a little surprised.

In my impression, Xiao Yi has never participated in a family competition. Because Xiao Yi's 10,000-year-old Mortal Realm 1st-layer strength, and his abandoned martial arts, are not the opponents of any disciple at all.

But he quickly remembered that half a month ago, Xiao Yi made a bet with Xiao Ruohan.

When Xiao Yi appeared, the clansmen below immediately became noisy.

"Xiao Yi really dared to play."

"He is going to challenge the last round of disciples of the sixth level of the mortal realm. What is the difference between this and courting death?"

"That waste, a mere mortal realm at the first level, and trying to fight with the top disciples in the family is really beyond his own power."

"As I said, just abolish his position as Young Patriarch. As for the competition, it's a complete waste of time."

During the conversations of the clansmen, almost all of them were contempt and ridicule, and more people even felt that they were wasting their time, and they didn't even have the desire to watch the battle.

Xiao Yi, a waste, the shame of the Xiao family, this has almost become the consensus of everyone in the entire Xiao family.

"Sure enough, the little bastard came to die by himself." The fifth elder and the others smiled grimly.

"Xiao Yi, bet me, today I will completely abolish you." Xiao Ruohan's heart towards Xiao Yi was extremely strong.

"Xiao Yi, let's go down, we have no interest in fighting you." The sixth-level disciples of the mortal realm, who had already been ranked, said disdainfully, their brows were full of disgust.

It seems that for their top disciples, even if they win, it is a very shameful thing to compete with Xiao Yi.

The weak are always the trash in the eyes of the strong and the laughing stock in their mouths.

Every sound of ridicule, sound of impatience, and sound of letting him step down, Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear. Standing alone on the competition stage, with cold and arrogant eyes, he glanced at the clansmen, and finally settled on the children of the sixth level of the mortal realm.

"You guys, who would dare to fight on stage!" Xiao Yi shouted, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky. Like an arrogant king, looking at those ugly faces with disdain.