poor family prodigal

After saying that, Xue Qianlong left in a hurry.

Only Wang Yuan and Taoist Priest Qingyi were left in the whole room.

"Brother Qingyi, look, you scared people away."

Wang Yuan said to his elder brother slightly helplessly.

"My disciple is good at everything, but he is too thin-skinned. If I really marry you from now on, I have to practice hard."

Brother Qingyi rubbed his chin with regret.

Then the two began to discuss the second competition, and they didn't know who the eight major families would introduce as Wang Yuan's opponents this time.

"Everyone in the eight major families has a high level of cultivation, and many of them are above you. Based on the principle of fairness and justice, they should send someone with a similar level of cultivation to you to compete, but it may also be a melee. .”

Brother Qingyi helped Wang Yuan analyze, and Wang Yuan nodded.

That's pretty much it. The eight major families probably won't do anything unworthy of publicity.

After all, so many people are watching, and the results of this competition will also be announced to the public.

What worries Brother Tsing Yi the most is that if anyone among them deliberately conceals his own cultivation level and participates in this competition, Wang Yuan may have to leapfrog the challenge.

"If you really encounter such a situation of overstepping the challenge, you'd better expose the other party right then and there, and don't force yourself to accept the challenge."

On this point, Wang Yuan and Brother Qingyi have different ideas.

"If I really meet someone who hides his cultivation and stands in the ring, I will defeat him without hesitation. Even if I am covered in wounds, I still have to win beautifully!"

This matter is no longer Wang Yuan's alone, but Guan Xue Qianlong's reputation.

He must be the one who makes everyone feel that he and Xue Qianlong are the best match!

Taoist Priest Qingyi shook his head helplessly. Wang Yuan was good at everything but had a stubborn temper.

But this is okay. When the time comes, he will also win the leapfrog challenge. Wang Yuan should leave a good impression in everyone's hearts.

"That's about it today. You have a good rest after you go back. Were you injured in the duel with that killer just now? If you were injured, I have some wound medicine here. You can take it back and use it."

Taoist priest Qing Yi took out several bottles and cans from the box next to the aisle, and then handed them to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan shook his head. He didn't have any use for it so far. Brother Qing Yi would give it to him after the competition.

After the killer went back, he took off the mask on his face, and it was Mr. Zheng who came to provoke him.

He is the youngest son of the Zheng family. He has received all the love since he was born, and he was naturally raised to be arrogant and domineering.

You have to get what you want, even if you use all means.

I heard that Xue Qianlong is a well-known talent and beauty, but it has never been his turn to marry the saint. However, recently the saint's contest to recruit a bride has become a hot topic, and anyone who is an outsider can give it a try.

He was immediately interested and prepared to marry his beloved by force.

But suddenly I heard that Taoist Priest Qingyi had brought back a man from outside.

This man is not only extraordinary in appearance, but also talented. He has also learned the Great Sun Technique to cure Xue Qianlong's cold syndrome.

How is this possible? Xue Qianlong is the woman he likes, and she will never give it to another man so easily!

That's why he came to the house today to find out more.

But just after meeting Wang Yuan, he was provoked by him. After meeting him, he didn't even show the most basic courtesy. He was really a rude person.

How could such a man be worthy of the saint in his heart?

After leaving Xue Mansion, he immediately changed his clothes and put on a mask, intending to kill Wang Yuan privately.

But he didn't expect that Wang Yuan was very good at martial arts and fought with him frequently. He even almost got favors from Wang Yuan several times, but in the end he directly attracted Xue Qianlong.

In order to prevent exposure, he had no choice but to leave early.

"Damn it! They are just low-class people from a secular place. Why do you think you can reach the heights of a saint?"

Mr. Zheng threw everything in his room to the floor, and the crackling sound attracted his father.

"My precious son, what are you making a fuss about? I heard that you just came back from outside. Did someone offend you?"

Patriarch Zheng always loved his youngest son, probably because he was born last, so all the love was basically given to him.

After seeing his son so angry, he was naturally furious and wanted to help his son vent his anger.

Hearing his father's voice, Mr. Zheng finally regained some of his consciousness.

"Father, my son wants to participate in the showdown with Wang Yuan in three days."

"What? Why are you taking part in this matter? We haven't figured out the details of that guy yet. If you take action rashly, what if you get injured? Father doesn't want you to be in danger."

Zheng Zusheng didn't expect that his son would also want to take a dip in this muddy water. How could he agree?

Their eight team leaders have decided that the competition in three days will be a melee. By then, who can take care of whom?

What if his youngest son is seriously injured or becomes ill after participating?

"Father, I really want to show off that brat. Just let me participate. If that doesn't work, send a few more people to protect me! My son has never asked his father for anything. Please agree. Son!"

In the past, Mr. Zheng would always agree to any unreasonable request he made to his father. Unexpectedly, his father would not agree today.

Mr. Zheng kept nagging Patriarch Zheng in his ears, and finally Patriarch Zheng had no choice but to agree to him.

But the only requirement is that his eldest brother must participate in this competition with him.

Mr. Zheng responded happily, while on the other side, Wang Yuan sneezed several times in succession in his room.

He thought he had a cold, but since he was strong and had no other discomforts, someone must have been speaking ill of him behind his back.

After adjusting his condition, Wang Yuan also began to continue practicing Dainichi Jue. If he wanted to improve, he must come out on top in the written test three days later!

The days passed quickly, and the three-day appointment came soon. Wang Yuan followed Taoist Priest Qingyi to the competition venue.

Here, in addition to the eight clan leaders, Xueshou Zun and Xue Qianlong, he also saw many other figures he had never seen before.

They were all selected by major families, and their cultivation level was close to that of Wang Yuan.

"Today's competition is a martial arts test. Wang Yuan, you will have a melee with ten people sent by our eight major families. If you can persist in this, you will win in the end."