Konoha's six flying sections

Chapter 238 Annual Meeting
Fei Duan was really shocked, but he didn't know how many kinds of dao spirits this woman had awakened.

"Mother, do you know what kind of dao spirit Ling Yunxin awakened?"

Ruyan shook her head: "I don't know, I'm afraid no one in Lingyun's family knows except her mother Violet, now you know the reason why your mother told you not to participate in the competition, right?
My mother also heard about the fact that you beheaded Ling Yunzhi at the Primal Chaos Gate, and because of this incident, the second lady has asked Violet to let Ling Yunxin take your life! "

"Mother, you don't need to talk about it, my son knows what he is doing." Fei Duan's thoughts remained the same, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes: "Mother, believe me, even if you are extremely clever, with your current strength, even if you are no match, It's impossible for her to hurt me, so I have to attend tomorrow's annual meeting no matter what!"

Seeing Fei Duan being so confident, his beautiful eyes flashed like smoke.

Turning around, she took out the exquisite jade flute again. Green onion fingers slowly stroked the body of the flute, her eyes suddenly became blurred, and she murmured in a low voice: "Have you seen it? Our son has really passed away." I've grown up..."

The next day, the City Lord's Mansion, which had been silent for several months, ushered in an extraordinarily lively day.

Numerous servants rushed in and out, as well as members of the Lingyun family dressed in all kinds of glamorous clothes, headed towards the martial arts field in the city lord's mansion in an endless stream.

The so-called annual meeting is actually a competition for younger generations, but it's just tacit understanding.

"Look, look quickly, that is Young Master Chong, the son of the second master's family. He has such a temperament. If I can be selected as his liaison girl, I would be willing to lose ten years of my life."

"Hey, don't dream of your spring and autumn dreams. Chong is young and his cultivation has reached the fifth rank. Will he like you, a little rascal?"

"I said you two little girls are enough, huh? I called you here today to work, not to talk. If you are in love, hee hee, come to my room tonight, my brother specializes in all kinds of loneliness... ..."

"roll!"

The servants laughed and cursed, constantly criticizing the young juniors who entered the martial arts arena one by one. Those young talents who entered the arena first were also silently observing the strength of other competitors.

The family of the city lord's mansion has a great business, and it has been passed down to Ling Yunying's generation, and it is even more prosperous. There are more than a dozen brothers and sisters in the direct line, and there are not a few cousins, as well as the father's generation and grandpa's generation.

Root to root, branch to branch, and then passed on to Fei Duan's generation, the number of sisters of the same generation has exceeded a hundred.

With so many juniors, no matter how big the family background of the City Lord's Mansion is, there are not enough cultivation resources for so many people, so every annual meeting is the time when these young children are gearing up and preparing to do a good job.

As long as one's cultivation is extraordinary, one can stand out in the annual meeting and attract the attention of the senior officials of the city lord's mansion, it is certain that one will be valued.

"Brother Zhan, this year's clan meeting is full of people. I heard from the old man last night that the No. 1 contest will not only be received by the city lord in person, but will also be rewarded with ten high-grade spirit stones. A small boundary-breaking pill."

"Small Breaking Realm Pill is a good thing. It can help spirits directly advance to a small realm. It would be great if I could get it. It's a pity that there are too many people and the competition is too fierce!"

"Hmph! If all the people who come here are trash, so what if there are more people? The Little Breaking Realm Pill must belong to me!" Slowly walking towards the martial arts field.

Beside him, there is also an equally young fifth-rank spiritual master, who should also be a contestant in this competition.

However, compared to the arrogance and arrogance of the youth in Chinese clothes, this person lacked a bit of imposing manner inherently, and when talking to the youth in Chinese clothes, he always expressed his face in a flattering tone.

"What Brother Zhan said is, with your sixth-grade cultivation, although there are many people present today, how many people can be your opponent?"

"Ling Yunhai, you don't have to be depressed, just follow me closely, and I guarantee that you will be able to advance to the top ten. Although there is no hope for the Small Breaking Realm Pill, the spirit stone rewards for the top ten are still unavoidable!"

"That's that, that's it, I would like to thank Brother Zhan for his care!"

Ling Yunhai flattered him for a long time, waiting for Ling Yunzhan's words, and when he heard the promise, he even laughed so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"In this world, there are really many shameless people who don't know how to look like. They think they are invincible, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, he is not even a clown!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, obviously aimed at the two of them.

"Who? Do you think your life is too long? How dare you talk to Brother Zhan like that... huh? It's... Brother Chong?"

Ling Yunhai hadn't finished yelling, the hostility on his face suddenly disappeared, and turned into a flattering smile: "What a coincidence, brother Chong, I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I entered the venue."

It was Ling Yunchong who came, and he heard the conversation between the two from a long distance away, and couldn't help but sneer.

Seeing this person's arrival, Ling Yunzhan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Ling Yunchong, you are only at the fifth rank, how dare you talk to me like that?"

"Ling Yunzhan, don't put on airs here. Although your level is higher than mine, it's impossible for you to be the protagonist today!"

"Hahaha! Cousin Chong understands my heart very well. I, Ling Yuntian, are here. Who dares to be called the protagonist?"

Just at this moment, a high-pitched and domineering voice sounded.

At the same time, everyone saw a sharp figure descending from the sky like lightning.

This person is tall and mighty, his star-like eyes are like lightning, and he exudes a powerful aura of self-respect, standing there at will, like a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath, bullying Wushuang, making people dare not look directly at him. He is a seventh-rank peak spiritualist.

"Third brother, it seems that Tian'er's going out for training these past few years has not been in vain. Look at his cultivation, he has left me and other old guys far behind!"

In the spectator seat of the Martial Arts Field, the city lord Ling Yunying sat on it with his three brothers, who were the judges of this competition.

It was his second younger brother, Ling Yunxiong, who spoke just now, and the person he called third younger brother, needless to say, was the third master of the City Lord's Mansion——Ling Yunhao.

Hearing his younger brother's praise of his son, Ling Yunhao showed a proud smile, picked up the teacup in front of the table and took a sip: "Tian'er does have some skills, and he has learned a lot from the past few years of practicing with Blizzard. , I think he should be among the top ten in today's competition."

"Third brother, aren't you too modest? Looking at the nearly hundred descendants of my Ling Yun family, I think there are only a handful of them!" Ling Yunying turned her head at this moment, and responded with a smile to Ling Yunhao .

"Brother Miao praised, although Tian'er is good, but if Xin'er's niece comes, I don't think he has any hope of winning." Ling Yunhao smiled lightly. He knows it himself.

It is not difficult to see that his face is full of pride.

(End of this chapter)