poor family prodigal

These two round holes are not just simple round holes, there is even a little white smoke coming out of them.

Does this mean that Wang Yuan used something hot to bake it just now?

"What kind of hidden weapon did you use? It's so shocking that my hand hurts!"

The young master tried to pick up the sword again, but every time he took him to get the sword, Wang Yuan knocked the sword away in a bad way.

This happened one after another, and the young master's hand was severely shaken.

The head of the Zheng family was sitting in his seat, almost unable to stand it any longer. His youngest son was now at a disadvantage.

If Wang Yuan didn't intend to let it go, it would be excusable to kill his youngest son on the spot. After all, his youngest son had just treated people like monkeys.

"I feel Wang Yuan has already won this contest, otherwise let's stop the game."

The head of the Zheng family was trying to smooth things over and was about to suspend the game, but Taoist priest Qingyi snorted coldly.

"How could it stop so easily? The opponent hasn't begged for mercy yet, and Wang Yuan didn't kick him out of the ring or beat him until he couldn't move. If he just stops like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to convince everyone!"

What Taoist Priest Qing Yi said has made it very clear that he must fight to the death to stop.

He had already figured out that this child was probably the youngest son of the head of the Zheng family, and he also deliberately concealed his cultivation level.

Since they can do such a thing, it means that they are prepared to accept the worst outcome.

"That's not what I said. We can't hurt innocent people. These children come from the eight major families. Although we don't know who they are, we have to act impartially and keep them safe. Seeing that Wang Yuan has won , there’s no need for it!”

The leader of the Zheng family said through gritted teeth.

He knew that Taoist Priest Qing Yi saw something fishy in this, so he deliberately caused trouble for him.

Taoist Priest Qing Yi had a great status in their world, so the head of the Zheng family had no choice but to use his status to suppress him.

"Clan Chief Zheng, is it possible that the masked man below has something to do with you, and that's why you're so anxious? In my opinion, this guy's cultivation level doesn't seem to be a small star at all, right?"

Qingyi Daochang's words have been very clear. If the head of the Zheng family cannot understand, it can only mean that there is something wrong with his mind.

The head of the Zheng family was choked so badly that he didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only shut up.

Xue Qianlong glanced at Patriarch Zheng lightly and was touched that the man she fell in love with was brave.

Although she, a saint, does not have any substantial status, she will never let people like them be so presumptuous!

If there is a chance in the future, it will be time for the Zheng family to undergo a major purge!

In the ring, the duel between the two continued.

The young master knew that he could not pick up the sword, so he planned to fight Wang Yuan alone.

But he suddenly felt as if something had hit his shoulder, and his whole shoulder was sore.

Another blow, this time hitting his left shoulder. Both shoulders were destroyed, hanging on both sides as if they were broken.

"Ouch, young master, what's wrong with you? You can't even guard against a few hidden weapons, right? Could it be that without your sword, you are nothing?"

Wang Yuan's provocative words were very clear. The young master was very angry, but now his arms could not use any strength.

If Wang Yuan continued to use that hidden weapon, wouldn't he kneel in front of Wang Yuan the next time he was hit in the leg?

"I lost the game."

Not wanting to admit it, and having nothing to do with the outcome of the game, the young master lowered his head, his eyes dim and unclear.

It would be better if it was earlier.

Wang Yuan put away his small pistol, walked to the center of the ring, and bowed to the Snowhead Lord and the heads of the eight major families on the stage.

"The competition is over. Junior will win all ten of them."

After Wang Yuan said these words, the young master of the Zheng family threw the mask on the stage angrily and then stepped off the stage.

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Wang Yuan a fierce look.

This relationship is finally settled. Don't think that he will let it go. He will definitely not let him go in the future.

Even if Wang Yuan really wins these three competitions, he may not be able to get any benefits when it comes to the martial arts competition. After all, there will be many people who are better than him by then!

"Yes, Wang Yuan is talented and has excellent martial arts knowledge! He is indeed a rare genius in the world. In this case, I declare that Wang Yuan has passed this competition!"

Xueshou Zun stood up, praised Mr. Wang Yuan, and then announced that Wang Yuan had won.

Wang Yuan nodded slightly, then looked at Xue Qianlong next to him and smiled again.

Xue Qianlong understood that this was Wang Yuan proving to her.

It proves that Wang Yuan can also do well in Tianwaitian. After all, in addition to the skills he has learned, his strength also includes his extremely intelligent mind and unique hidden weapons.

After the competition ended, the eight major families and their clan leaders left the ring with their own agendas. Xueshou Zun called Wang Yuan into his study.

Before going in, Xue Qianlong was a little worried about Wang Yuan.

"Your father may have talked to me about the third competition. Don't worry, with my status here, he won't do anything to me."

Wang Yuan patted Xue Qianlong's shoulder to reassure her, then opened the study door and walked in.

Xue Qianlong stood guard at the door for a long time. It took almost a stick of incense before Wang Yuan came out.

After coming out, Wang Yuan's face didn't show much emotion, and Xue Qianlong couldn't see anything either.

"How is it? What did my father say to you? Why did you two stay in there for so long?"

Xue Qianlong asked Wang Yuan anxiously. Wang Yuan laughed and then pulled Xue Qianlong aside.

Isn't it a little too arrogant to discuss this in front of her father's house?

"Your father didn't say anything to me. He just told me that he planned to betroth you to me after this matter is over."

Wang Yuan looked at Xue Qianlong with a smile on his face.

Xue Qianlong's face turned red immediately, and then she slapped Wang Yuan on the chest, but not hard.

"What are you talking about? You haven't passed three competitions yet. You are not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition to find a bride. Why did you come to a conclusion so quickly? Does your father believe you so much?"

Xue Qianlong didn't believe that her father would betroth her to Wang Yuan so quickly.

Although she was willing in her heart, her father probably wasn't that easy to talk to.

"Of course your father believes me. After all, I was brought back by your master, and I have also learned the Sun Jue. No one except me can save your life. However, he is very worried about you."

Wang Yuan approached Xue Qianlong humbly, and the two looked at each other.