On one side of the square in the front yard, there is a large stone box from which bamboo sticks are drawn. If the same number of bamboo sticks is drawn, the opponent and the number of matches will be determined.

In the first round of the intra-clan competition, each person will compete three times, and the top 100 children of the three generations will be ranked according to the number of final wins.

The reason why we have to compete three games is also to prevent someone from having bad luck and encountering an opponent who is too strong, falling outside the top 100, so that the strength does not match the ranking.

Of course, if you meet too strong opponents in three consecutive games, it can't be helped, and luck is also part of the strength.

Qin Mo drew the No. 9 bamboo stick, looked around, and did not find an opponent with the same label. He didn't care, standing in the crowd and watching the competition that began in the square.

The huge frontyard square is divided into four rings at the moment, and the first four competitions have already begun.

The crowd erupted in cheers from time to time, cheering for the strength of the teenagers in the ring, Qin Mo unfolded "hearing as seeing", and the battles in the four rings all came to mind.

"The strongest is only the samurai. Didn't Uncle Le say that the number of people who broke through to the second stage of the samurai was nearly 100?"

Qin Mo felt strange in his heart, a moment later, the competition in the four rings ended one after another, and the next four competitions soon began again.

"Huh, who's this?"

Suddenly, Qin Mo noticed one of the competitions, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes slowly ringing, his steps were very heavy, and he stepped on the ground, as if there was a faint echo from the ground.

And the opponent of the thick-eyed and big-eyed young man was a burly young man, Qin Mo vaguely remembered that this young man's name was Qin Lie, and he was a top 100 martial artist in the three generations before.

The surrounding crowd was also discussing, and many people also recognized the burly young man, all of whom were speculating that Qin Lie would solve the opponent in a few moves. Because the thick-eyed and big-eyed young man is a child of the side lineage, his nationality is unknown, and no one is optimistic about him.

"Scene six. ”

"Sideline, Qin Yunjiang. ”

"Zong family, Qin Lie. ”

"The competition begins. ”

The referee announced the start, and the thick-eyed and big-eyed boy took a stance, stepped out with his left foot, stepped on the horse, sank his right shoulder, and punched out.

Bang!

Qin Mo only felt the ground tremble, and the next moment, he saw Qin Lie flying out upside down, his burly body in mid-air, drawing a parabola, and falling outside the ring, with a clear fist mark on his face, and blood oozing from his lips and nose, he was already unconscious.

Defeat in one move!

The crowd around the ring suddenly fell silent, and then there were bursts of exclamations, and many people couldn't believe their eyes. After the "Qi Penetration" ceremony, Qin Lie's cultivation had reached the third stage of the samurai, and among the three generations of the family, he could at least rank among the top 100, and he was defeated with one move.

"Side, Qin Yunjiang wins!" The referee's voice in the ring was also a little strange.

The thick-eyed and big-eyed young man saluted, turned around and left the ring, and after this battle, many people remembered his name - Qin Yunjiang.

In the crowd, Qin Mo thought thoughtfully: "The power of that punch should have been doubled, and at the critical moment, he withdrew part of his strength. What a domineering boxing skill! What a strange boy. ”

At this time, a referee in the ring shouted: "The person who drew the No. 9 bamboo stick, immediately come to the stage and start the competition!"

Is it my turn?

Qin Mo walked over, and as soon as he stood in the ring, a pair of eyes focused on him, and many people stared at his figure, wanting to see what the strength of this former genius of the burning town was now.

At the other end of the ring, there stood a round-faced young man, of medium stature, with a somewhat timid expression.

"Scene 9. ”

"Zong family, Qin Mo. ”

"Zong family, Qin Zhinuo. ”

When the referee announced the names of both sides of the competition, there was a voice of disappointment in the crowd, and some people recognized Qin Zhinuo, the cultivation of this round-faced young man was a samurai, and he had been unknown among the three generations of the Zong family.

As for Qin Mo's current strength, many people have investigated it very clearly, it is the cultivation of the second stage of the samurai, and the result of this competition is not in suspense at all.

"The competition begins. The referee opened his mouth and announced.

Qin Zhinuo shrank his head, his round face showed timidity, and he said, "Young Master Mo, please be merciful to your subordinates." ”

Qin Mo nodded slightly, and said, "Let's give it a go, when facing the enemy, if you don't even have the idea of victory, then you don't have to fight." ”

"Ugh. ”

Qin Zhinuo's body trembled, he shouted loudly, and flew over, his palms overlapped, and he performed a mortal-level mid-level martial art.

Looking at such an offensive, Qin Mo turned sideways slightly, as if it was a fraction of a second, avoiding these two palms. After the two of them staggered, he struck out with a palm, hitting Qin Zhinuo's shoulder, knocking the round-faced young man out of the ring.

With a bang, Qin Zhinuo fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and waved wildly, shouting: "I lost, I admit defeat, don't beat me." ”

Looking at Qin Zhinuo's funny appearance, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter, and many people cursed secretly, if Qin Mo's opponent was replaced by them, how good it would be, so that he would have a chance to defeat the former genius.

It is true that after eight years, Qin Mo has only made a breakthrough not long ago, and the aura of his former genius has long been dimmed, but being able to defeat Qin Mo in the competition is also a thing worth showing off for the three generations of the Qin family.

"Zong family, Qin Mo wins. ”

The referee in the ring also shook his head and announced the result.

Qin Mo shrugged his shoulders, it seemed that he was lucky to meet such an opponent in the first game.

Boom!

A sharp voice exploded, and in the other ring, a young man with a face like jade threw a punch, the punch was thirty steps through, and a clear fist mark was blasted on the ground of the ring.

The surrounding crowd exclaimed, and the fist burst out thirty steps, and there was still such power, which was far beyond the strength of the fifth-rank samurai.

At the other end of the ring, a tall and thin young man looked frightened and said respectfully: "Sorry young master, I admit defeat!"

Qin regret bowed slightly, Ruyu's face was full of pride, and he turned to leave the ring.

"Zong family, Qin regrets win!"

On the high VIP seat, Huo Boyang's face was surprised, and he praised: "Qin regrets this punch, the strength is domineering, it seems that he has cultivated the Breaking Army Fist, and he already has a certain amount of fire." It is worthy of being the first of the three generations of the Qin family, and it is worthy of the name of genius!"

Hearing this, the Great Elder smiled and was very complacent, this praise came from the mouth of the Fire Family Patriarch, and the amount was different.

On the other seat, looking at Qin Mo's figure, Huo Kaige's face was gloomy, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Hehe...... , Qin Mo is really lucky, after eight years, he can still break through to the warrior realm. Now the first opponent of the clan is also so weak, if this good luck can continue, maybe he may still be able to squeeze into the top 100. ”

"Hmph, Huokai Pavilion, what do you mean, with my grandson's true strength, he can't break into the top 100 in the clan?" Qin Zhengxing's face turned cold and retorted.

"That's the case, Qin Mo's cultivation is a second stage of a warrior, isn't it luck to be able to break into the top 100 of your Qin family's three generations of disciples?"

Next to him, Dong Yuanbo smiled and said, "Okay, okay." Qin Zhengxing, Huo Kaige, you are also the head of the Qin family and the Huo family, quarreling over the affairs of a junior, and you have a share. Everyone said a few words, don't let the juniors see the joke. ”

Qin Zhengxing and Huo Kaige both snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Dong Yuanbo shook his head with a smile, his gaze wandered among the crowd, and inadvertently fell on Qin Mo, his eyes swept over the color of inquiry.

"Father, you seem to care a lot about this kid Qin Mo!" Dong Zeping said.

Dong Yuanbo bowed slightly, and the voice responded: "I really care. These days, I have been thinking about it, and the look in Qin Mo's eyes that night when he took out the Shi Dan Qi Disc made me faintly uneasy. ”

"That kid's eyes?!" Dong Zeping asked with a furrowed brow, puzzled.

"Yes. Taking out a treasure like the Shi Dan Qi Plate, Qin Mo's eyes did not waver in the slightest. Even if he did this for the sake of the Qin family's patriarchy, he should at least give up such a treasure, at least there should be a trace of reluctance. However, the young man's gaze was very calm from beginning to end. ”

Dong Yuanbo sighed and said, "I later guessed that maybe Qin Mo still has a treasure like the Shi Dan Qi Disc in his hands. ”

"A treasure like the Buddha Transformation Qi Disk, if it were replaced by me, some would be left behind. Dong Zeping laughed, and the voice was transmitted.

"No, I'm not concerned about that. ”

Dong Yuanbo shook his head secretly and whispered, "Even in Qin Mo's hands, there is still a surplus of the Liberation Pill Transformation Qi Disk, and even a rare treasure of the upper spiritual level. I'm not worried, a warrior in the warrior realm can't withstand the treasures of the upper level of the spirit level, and the blank period of eight years is there, and it is impossible for him to catch up with Xu Hao's strength before the three clans are compared. ”

"What are the father's concerns, ......?" Dong Zeping was puzzled.

Dong Yuanbo was silent, and after a long time, the great elder of the Dong family sighed softly: "Qin Mo mentioned that night, the Shi Dan Qi Disc was accidentally discovered in the Qin Clan's cemetery, which ancestor of the Qin family do you think these treasures belong to?

"This ...... , Father, what do you mean......" Dong Zeping's eyes widened, his body trembled, and he understood what Dong Yuanbo meant.

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