The strongest starting system

Chapter 8 Clan Comparison Begins

Ripples appeared in the air, and when they touched the two guards, they spewed a mouthful of blood as if they had been hit hard, and died on the spot.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing two evil servants, reward experience 1000."

"Hmph, the dogs of the second elders dare to be so arrogant!" Zhao Wushuang snorted coldly, led the horse into the compound like this, and by the way, he also rubbed the words on the house number at the door with aura, and wrote another paragraph .

"Hey." Zhao Wushuang sneered twice.

Go directly to the residence of the Great Elder. This is the place where he grew up in his childhood. Although the house is large, it has the meaning of depression.

Uncle Fu in the yard was overjoyed when he saw the visitor, and said, "Master, you are back!"

"Fu Bo." Zhao Wushuang greeted.

"I haven't seen you for a year, and I've grown so tall." Uncle Fu was extremely happy. Seeing Zhao Wushuang was like seeing his own child, but it was true that Zhao Wushuang also grew up under Uncle Fu's nose.

Since he was naughty since he was a child, it was Uncle Fu who protected him in front of his cheap father so that he would not end up being whipped by his tutor.

Seeing the increasing number of wrinkles on Uncle Fu's face, Zhao Wushuang didn't know why, but suddenly felt sour, and had the urge to cry.

"Quick! Come in quickly." Uncle Fu led the obsidian horse to the stable, then led Zhang Yang inside, and shouted: "Master, the young master is back."

After saying that, a slightly old figure suddenly appeared at the door, looking at the familiar face, Zhao Kuangtian blamed and surprised at the same time.

"Father." Zhao Wushuang said the word even though he was very uncomfortable.

"Come in." Zhao Kuangtian said lightly.

Entering the house, Zhao Wushuang sat on the seat, looking a little cramped.

"How was your life in Luo Tianzong this year? You didn't even send back a letter from home. I thought you died in Luo Tianzong." Zhao Kuangtian snorted coldly, but there was doting on his son in his words.

"Isn't this because I practiced so hard that I forgot?" Zhao Wushuang laughed.

"You still have a smile? Tell me, what are you doing back this time? Don't tell me you are here to participate in the family competition."

"Father, you are really good at predicting things, I just came back to participate in the clan competition."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Kuangtian slapped the table, looked at Zhao Wushuang angrily, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know why I sent you to Luo Tianzong?"

"My son knows, it's to prevent my family members from bullying me." Zhao Wushuang said truthfully without any shyness.

"Then why did you come back today?" Zhao Kuangtian asked with a cold face.

"In order to return everything they gave me back then." Between the lines, Zhao Wushuang erupted with a powerful aura that belonged to the first level of warriors.

Warrior first class?

Zhao Kuangtian's pupils shrank slightly. He clearly remembered that when his son was sent to Luo Tianzong a year ago, he was only in the First Layer of Body Tempering. Of course, it was not that he didn't pay attention to his son. There were also people in the sect who paid attention to him. .

He also knew that his son was often bullied in the sect, and he hadn't made any progress in his cultivation for almost a year, but why did his cultivation skyrocket today?
"Father, since I dare to come back this time, I have confidence. Don't worry, I will tell them with my actions that we are not easy to bully." Zhao Wushuang burst out with strong self-confidence and an indescribable arrogance.

"Good! Good! It's my Zhao Kuangtian's son." Zhao Kuangtian felt that the breath that had been pent up in his chest all year round finally dissipated today, and he was extremely pleased. After all these years, today might be the happiest day, right?
Zhao family, the residence of the second elder

"Father, have you heard? That trash Zhao Wushuang is back." said Zhao Yunfeng, Zhao Mingming's son.

Sitting on the seat tomorrow, Zhao snorted coldly, and said, "Of course I know, not only that, but also gave me a blow."

According to the reports of his subordinates, he knew what the big characters that Zhao Wushuang modified on the door plate were.

Puppy Zhao will be here tomorrow.

That puppy was still drawn, and Zhao Ming who got it up dropped several teapots tomorrow.

"Father, don't worry, he will definitely participate in the clan competition when he comes back, and then..." Zhao Yunfeng resembles his father very much, both of them are sinister and cunning.

"Will your senior brother come?" Zhao Ming nodded and asked.

"He will come on the day of the Clan Competition. If I can give the No. 1 Xuanling Fruit to my senior brother, then my status in the Sunset Gate will rise, and the resources I enjoy will also increase accordingly. "

The corner of Zhao Yunfeng's lips curled up involuntarily, he seemed to have won the battle, thinking of the days when he would gallop around the Sunset Gate in the future.

"Yeah." Zhao Ming nodded with satisfaction. This plan was Zhao Yufeng's own idea. It just so happened that Ling Yu, an elite disciple of the Sunset Sect, had been stuck in the Nine Heavens of Warriors for a long time and needed this Xuanling Fruit very much.

Naturally, he, Zhao Yunfeng, didn't mind being a favor, and with this favor, Zhao Yufeng's status in the Luosun Gate would definitely improve.

"Is the tribe confident of taking the first place?" Zhao Ming asked.

"A few days ago, I broke through to the third level of warriors. Looking at the entire young generation of the Zhao family, no one is stronger than me." Zhao Yunfeng burst out with strong self-confidence. For him, this time the clan is the first It's something that comes at your fingertips, and you don't have to worry about any accidents at all.

"Okay." Zhao Ming smiled sadly, and thought to himself: Zhao Kuangtian, if your only son died at my hands, what would you do?
For two days, the entire Zhao family was busy, and because of the clan comparison, it was extremely lively.

Of course, Zhao Wushuang didn't relax these two days, and locked himself in the room to practice alone.

Two days passed quickly, and on the morning of the third day, Zhao Wushuang woke up from the cultivation state, exhaled a long breath, and his eyes were shining brightly: "Old dog Zhao Ming, are you ready?"

This time the clan competition was held in the Zhao Family Martial Arts Field as usual. After arriving at the Martial Arts Field, all the direct descendants and collateral families of the Zhao family had already gathered here. After a rough count, there were more than 100 people from the younger generation.

That is to say, there are more than 100 people participating in this competition, and the momentum is unprecedented.

Zhao Wushuang saw many people who had bullied him here, and he kept their faces in his heart one by one, and he will "repay" them one by one when he meets them!
(End of this chapter)