perfect beast

Chapter 32 Talent Competition

"You say, who is number one in this talent competition?"

"That goes without saying, of course it is Master Zhang Chuanyu."

"I don't think so. Although Ms. Li Shan's cultivation level is low, she awakened her martial soul at the age of six, and now she is also at the fourth level of Qi Gathering Realm, so it should not be underestimated."

"Hey, you said, Master Zhang Beichen, do you have any hope of winning the championship?"

"Master Chen? Haha, forget it, you're lucky not to be disabled at the third level of Qi Gathering Realm."

Zhang Beichen, Li Shan, and Sun Lei came to the martial arts arena, and saw that the huge martial arts arena was crowded with people, including servants and maidservants of the Zhang family, and many people from Liyang City who came to see the excitement.

At this moment, they were discussing and guessing who the No.1 of this talent competition would be.

The disciples who participated in the Talent Competition in the Zhang Mansion were all from the Zhang Manor and people with different surnames, such as Sun Lei and others.

On the viewing platform, several people walked in slowly, and the one walking in the front was a middle-aged man with a round waist and a strong build. This person was Zhang Hanhai, the head of the Zhang family.

Next to him was a thin middle-aged man with a face like a scabbard. At this time, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, like a poisonous snake. He was Cheng Sanhan, the head of the Cheng family.

Zhang Hanhai raised his hand and said, "Patriarch Cheng, please."

Nodding with a sinister smile, Cheng Sanhan also raised his hand and said, "Please."

After Zhang Hanhai and Cheng Sanhan were seated, Zhang Hanhai said: "Patriarch Cheng, look at the children of my Zhang family, all of them are fierce and fierce, and they will all be the pillars of the Chishui County in the future."

"Hum..."

With a sneer, Cheng Sanhan said indifferently: "Patriarch Zhang hasn't seen the children of our Cheng family. If you had, you wouldn't say that."

"Hahaha...Your Cheng family's children are all scheming. How can we have the bravery and courage of our Zhang family's children? Maybe a single member of our Zhang family can sweep away your Cheng family."

These words are naturally exaggerated.

Cheng Sanhan said: "A reckless man who doesn't know how terrifying a warrior with wisdom is."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hanhai's face was serious, apparently displeased, and he said, "Patriarch Cheng, do you think our Zhang family's children are reckless?"

"Don't dare, dare not, Cheng is just making an analogy."

Cheng Sanhan smiled frivolously.

Zhang Hanhai glared angrily and said, "Hmph, I'd like to see how your Cheng family performs at the Liyang City hero competition in a month's time. Don't let me down."

"Don't worry, you won't let Patriarch Zhang down. Maybe by then, most of the young people in your family will be beaten and maimed."

Zhang Hanhai and Cheng Sanhan looked at each other, and the conversation ended.

Suddenly, a person in the crowd shouted loudly: "The Great Elder Law Enforcement has left the customs."

Following this roar, an old man who was over a hundred years old, wearing a purple-black robe, with gray hair and beard, came flying from the air.

Behind him were a pair of gigantic transformed wings of profound energy, fluttering and shaking, and the purple light on them was dazzling, like stars in the daytime.

"Wow, Great Elder, the Great Elder has left the customs."

"It seems that in the past three years of retreat, he has broken through the realm of warriors and reached the first stage of the Soul Gathering Realm."

"It's really amazing, as expected of Qing Mo, the great elder of our Zhang family!"

"If one day, I can have such a cultivation level, tsk tsk..."

Seeing Qing Mo, the chief law enforcement elder of the Zhang family swooping down from the air with fluttering wings, everyone sighed, all of them were shocked by his cultivation.

Cheng Sanhan's face was slightly cold, and he thought to himself: "It seems that Qing Mo's cultivation is really good, fortunately the Cheng family also has a great elder who can rival him, otherwise, the Zhang family may have already been the largest family in Liyang City, and Not one of them."

Landing on the competition platform, Qing Mo's face was rosy, with a smile, the breeze was blowing, and the white beard fluttered with the wind, quite a sense of immortality.

"Children, today is Zhang's annual talent competition. Although this competition can't determine your future, it has a lot of influence. Talent competition, outstanding children will be cultivated by the family. Today, let me preside over this competition."

"it is good!"

"The eldest husband is selfless, and it is perfect to have the elder as the host."

Zhang Hanhai's expression did not change, because he had already learned three years ago that Qing Mo would leave the customs today.

Qing Mo waved his sleeves and said to the teenagers under the competition stage: "Old rules, the first round of melee, the second round of ranking competition, and the third round of challenge.

Now the first round begins, anyone who wants to participate in this competition, please come on stage. "

It is not that big than the fighting platform, which can accommodate 100 people.

Hearing the words of Great Elder Qing Mo, the teenagers in the audience rushed to the battle stage one by one, fearing that if they went too late, there would be no place to stay.

"Master Chen, let's go up too."

Standing beside Zhang Beichen, Sun Lei pursed his lips, looking eager to try.

Zhang Beichen said lightly, "No need."

Since the first round was a scuffle, the disciples who came on stage first would receive the greater attack. Therefore, Zhang Beichen decided to observe first.

Sure enough, the No.1 boy who climbed onto the fighting platform flew down the fighting platform with a scream.

However, more than 100 disciples rushed forward one after another.

In the blink of an eye, there were crowds of people on the competition stage, each looking for their own opponent.

In the chaos, people flew down from the fighting platform from time to time.

"Screw you!"

On the fighting stage, a figure of a person flashed rapidly like a cheetah, and with a loud shout, he kicked several clansmen and disciples off the stage.

This person is Zhang Chuanyu.

It seems that his cultivation is indeed not low.

"go to hell."

Zhang Chuanyu kept yelling, and the people on the stage flew off the fighting stage one after another, wailing.

On the viewing platform, Zhang Hanshan, the second master of the family next to Zhang Hanhai, was very proud to see Zhang Chuanyu acting as a hero on the stage alone.

Tilting his head slightly, he sneered and said to Zhang Hanhai: "Brother, my Sichuan-Chongqing family is very strong, and today's talent competition will be No. 1, he must be the No. At the third level of Qi Gathering Realm, and with a limped leg, he doesn't even have the courage to go on stage now. Hehe..."

Zhang Hanhai said with a sullen face: "It's not the end yet, can you be sure that Chen'er won't dare to go on stage?"

"Hmph, so what if you go on stage? It's just one more corpse."

Zhang Hanshan looked frivolous and despised everything.

Frowning and looking at Zhang Beichen standing under the stage, Zhang Hanhai didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

In his heart, he was extremely eager for Zhang Beichen to be able to climb the competition stage, but he was worried that Zhang Beichen would be killed by Zhang Chuanyu's poisonous hand, and immediately fell into a contradiction.

Seeing that the number of people on the stage was rapidly decreasing, Zhang Beichen shouted loudly: "Sun Lei, Li Shan, come on!"

Sun Lei and Li Shan rushed to the stage, while Zhang Beichen stood below the stage without any movement.

Seeing that Zhang Beichen still didn't move, Zhang Hanshan smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "Brother, your good son is really good at being a turtle and letting the people around him come up, but he stands on the sidelines and stands idly by, what a typical waste. "

Hearing that Zhang Hanhai didn't answer, he just stared at Zhang Beichen intently, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, there were only ten disciples left on the stage.

The law enforcement elder, Qing Mo, had a calm face, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, there are still ten disciples left on the stage, and we will enter the second round: the ranking competition."

"Wait!"

At this moment, Zhang Chuanyu yelled, and said with a gloomy face: "Great Elder, there is still one person who has not come to the stage."

"Ten people are just right." The Great Elder said calmly.

Zhang Chuanyu smiled coldly, and kicked a doorman with a foreign surname on the edge of the competition stage.

This famous disciple is at the fourth level of Qi Gathering Realm, and his strength is definitely not weak in the family.

However, he couldn't resist Zhang Chuanyu's physical kick.It can be seen from this that Zhang Chuanyu's strength is at least above the sixth level of Qi Gathering Realm.

After Zhang Chuanyu kicked the disciple off the stage, he looked at Zhang Beichen who was standing under the stage, and said angrily, "Zhang Beichen, you don't dare to go on stage because you are afraid of death, do you?"

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