Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 35
Amidst the many gazes, Bei Fenglie also stood up, cupped his hands towards the many guests at the VIP table, and said with a smile: "Today is the day of our Bei family's competition, thank you for coming to join us, Those present here are all acquaintances, so the old man will stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

As soon as the words fell, Bei Fenglie's eyes focused on Bei Xiaohu who was beside him, and the latter also walked forward with a smile, before coming to the VIP seat, he looked at the guests and distinguished guests and said.

"It's still the old rule. The competition is divided into two parts. In the first part, the contestants will have three games. One is to draw lots randomly, one is to choose an opponent by oneself, and the other is to accept a challenge from others."

"Whoever wins all three games during the competition can enter the second stage, which is the real talent competition of our Bei family."

"Also, this year we have prepared exceptionally generous rewards for the top three contestants. No.1 rewards a second-grade mid-level spiritual source——Maiheyuan, No.2 rewards two second-grade treasures, and No.3 A second-grade treasure will be rewarded. For the rest, those who have won two games can also get different rewards."

"In the new year, I hope that there will be real geniuses in our Bei family this time, and only true geniuses can get these generous rewards, so, boys and girls of the Bei family, work hard!"

Just after Bei Xiaohu finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation from the viewing platform and the VIP platform below. As for the No.2 and No.3 second-grade treasures, this is nothing like the rewards of previous years It's a big difference, but the No.1 reward is different.

You must know that it is a second-rank mid-level spirit source.

And it is also an aggressive spiritual source. Such a blow is enough to severely injure or even kill a high-level acquired martial artist. In this vast mountain area where thousands of source masters are severely lacking, this reward is for a junior in the quenching state. , definitely considered rich.

Sensing the enthusiasm of the contestants from the Bei family below, Bei Xiaohu smiled slightly, and slowly walked down the VIP table with a bamboo tube in his hand.

"Let's start the first round of lottery competition. All contestants are invited to come here to draw their own numbers."

Hearing Bei Xiaohu's words, dozens of teenagers immediately walked out from the viewing platform and the VIP platform, and everyone drew their numbers one by one. However, it was time for tea, and everyone had already drawn lots.

, but there is still a number left in Bei Xiaohu's bamboo tube that has not been claimed.

Bei Xiaohu looked at the bamboo tube in his hand, frowned slightly, and then looked at everyone, "Is there anyone who hasn't come to draw lots, please come quickly."

The loud and clear voice spread throughout the martial arts arena, and the excited crowd immediately fell silent.

"Could it be that someone is afraid to play? Why hasn't the lottery been drawn yet?"

"Who is this person? Don't you even dare to participate in the first game?"

Hearing the noisy discussion below, Bei Fenglie in the center of the VIP platform frowned slightly.

"Whoever didn't come to draw lots, I will give you half a quarter of an hour. If you still don't show up, then you can only be disqualified from the competition."

Bei Fenglie's words were obviously filled with anger. In front of other families, this little bastard didn't even have the courage to appear on the stage. This was simply too embarrassing for Bei Fenglie.

At this moment, Bei Mingtian and Xianxian beside her were more sad and desperate. Could it be that something unexpected happened to Beihan, and that family that had just improved was facing such a parting of life and death again.

Aware of Bei Mingtian's sadness, the corners of Bei Chuan's mouth on the VIP platform slightly curved, and the happy expression was beyond words.

"Beihan, show up soon!"

The eyes of Bei Mingtian, Xianxian, and that eye-catching Bei Wei all showed a hint of anxiety, and even Bei Xun, who was on the left of Beichuan, frowned tightly.

Half a quarter of an hour is neither long nor short, but this period of time is definitely the most difficult period for Bei Mingtian, Xianxian, and Bei Ye.

But the time was coming in a blink of an eye, and Bei Han still didn't show up.

Bei Xiaohu looked at the only bamboo stick in his hand, shook his head, and then walked up to the VIP platform under everyone's attention.

"Time is running out, and now I declare."

"Wait!"

But at this moment, a clear voice came from outside the gate of the martial arts arena.

In an instant, the eyes of Bei Mingtian, Xianxian and Bei Wei were extremely excited, and tears were even shed.

Accompanied by that voice, a thin figure quickly appeared from the gate under everyone's attention.

With black hair, thin cheeks, and resolute eyes, this man is the boy Bei Mingtian and others are looking for and waiting for—Bei Han.

And Bei Mingtian, Xianxian, and Bei Yan immediately flew up to meet them.

"Looks like I'm not too late."

Looking at the red and swollen eyes of the people in front of him, Bei Han was filled with emotion.Wiping away the tears on Xianxian's face with his hands, Beihan grinned.

"My goal today is No.1."

With trembling hands and slightly trembling lips, Bei Mingtian came up and kicked Beihan, then turned back to his seat without saying a word.

Pursing his lips, trying to hold back his smile, Bei Yan patted Bei Han's shoulder lightly.

"Come on, I believe in you!"

……

"Cough cough!"

"Beihan, this is your lottery. Let's see who your opponent is, don't waste any more time."

After Bei Xiaohu tore apart his daughter Bei Wei, he stuffed the only bamboo stick into Bei Han's hand.

Then he returned to the VIP platform and shouted: "I announce that the Beizu Grand Competition has officially started. There are three battle platforms here, and the first three groups of opponents are invited to compete."

Bei Han glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand, on which was written three characters in black ink, without any hesitation, he went directly to the third battle stage, and then saw a familiar boy appearing in front of him in front of.

"Bei Jiangming, why is it you?" Bei Han said helplessly looking at the swarthy young man in front of him.

"I do not know how……"

Bei Jiangming had a mournful face. Ever since Bei Han defeated Bei Xun last time, Bei Jiang Ming knew that the current Bei Han was not the trash he used to be. He couldn't abstain, otherwise his father would have to beat him to death when he went back.

Bei Han looked at him with sympathy, "Don't worry, I will be gentle."

"..."

Bei Jiangming looked at Bei Han without saying a word, but his eyes were full of resentment.

Just as the two looked at each other helplessly, Bei Xiaohu saw the first batch of players on the stage, and immediately waved his hand.

"Game start!"

As the strong voice fell, the atmosphere above the martial arts arena suddenly became tense. There were several battle platforms, people were shining, and there were bursts of shouts from time to time, which seemed really intense.

"Beihan, don't underestimate me. Although I'm one year younger than you, I broke through to the fourth level of Body Tempering a few days ago. You have to be careful."

Speaking of Bei Jiangming, he showed a pair of fists and attacked Bei Han.

Looking at Bei Jiangming with a serious face, Bei Han shrugged helplessly, thinking in his heart, brother, let's save some face with you, I promise not to slap you in the face.

Huhu~
The wind of the fist whistled, and Beihan immediately recognized this set of fierce boxing techniques.

"Stone Crushing Fist?"

Hearing Beihan's surprised voice, Bei Jiangming grinned, "That's right, I also learned a set of martial arts during this time, Beihan, let's take it!"

The strong fist drives the spiritual power to roll, Bei Han can feel the whistling sound of the spiritual power from a distance of one foot, it seems that Bei Jiangming has not been idle these days, this set of gravel fist should have been Reached around the middle.

It would be fine if he met other people with such strength, but it was a pity that he met Beihan this time. Beihan shook his head secretly and used his Luoyun Nine Palms to deal with it.

The wind of the fist swayed, and the shadow of the palm flickered. In order not to hurt Bei Jiangming's self-confidence, Bei Han only used four palm prints to deal with it.

One stroke, two strokes, more than 50 strokes passed in a blink of an eye, Bei Han felt that it was about the same, the spiritual power in his palm became stronger again, and the fifth palm print appeared immediately, and it was slapped on Bei Jiangming's chest.

"what!"

Bei Jiangming screamed, and immediately squatted on the ground. Beihan took the opportunity to step forward and put his right palm on Bei Jiangming's forehead.

Immediately, Bei Jiangming closed his eyes and howled, "I admit defeat!"

"Beihan wins!"

Below the platform, Bei Xiaohu shook his head with a smile, and then looked at Beihan in surprise.

Although Bei Jiangming is only at the fourth level of body tempering, but using a set of crushing stone fists, it is considered difficult to deal with at the fourth level of body tempering.

But from the beginning to the end, Beihan has been downplaying, only saying that Luoyun's fifth palm is still easy to fight against the enemy. It seems that Beihan has grown a lot in the past three months.

The former trash actually won the victory. Under the strange eyes of everyone, Bei Han walked down the battle stage slowly, and walked towards his brother and Xianxian.

(End of this chapter)