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"The head of the family, that is to say, no matter whether the Ji family is male or female, as long as they win the competition, they will become the young master, the future head of the family?" A female disciple asked, she was a side of the Ji family.

The head of the Ji family nodded, "That's right! ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, everyone below the competition arena was excited, and the expressions on everyone's faces were expectant.

"Next, the Great Elder will read out the rules of the competition, and then the competition will begin."

After talking about the rules of the competition, I immediately began to accept registration, and after registration, I began to start the competition from low to high.

Everyone wanted to test their abilities and show themselves, so the battle was still very serious, and looking at the strength of the young disciples of the Ji family, these elders were very satisfied.

It seems that there should be a family competition from time to time, and appropriate rewards should be given, which is inspiring.

Time passed little by little, everyone quietly watched the market, basically no one left, not only to participate in the competition, but also to learn the advantages of watching others fight.

Time flickered, a morning passed, and after the intermission, everyone quickly returned to the competition field.

In the end, in addition to Ji Sen's vein, there was a young man who attracted everyone's attention.

"What's your name" The head of the Ji family looked at the last remaining young man in the martial arts arena with appreciation in his eyes, calm, wise, but kind, a good seedling, he should be cultivated well in the future.

"Back to the head of the family, disciple Ji Ping" Ji Ping hugged his fists, his attitude was very respectful, he had worked hard for so long, just wanted to have the opportunity to express himself and make his life better with his family.

He understands that he may not be so lucky for the position of the head of the family or something, because the position of the head of the family has never fallen into the hands of the side line, and now the closest bloodline is Ji Wuyue and Ji Sen, and he has never been delusional.

"Very good, keep working hard" The head of the Ji family had already made a preparation and thought, if his daughter didn't want to shoulder these burdens, this young man might be able to try.

"Master Xie" saw the sincere encouragement in the eyes of the head of the Ji family, Ji Ping was a little moved in his heart, and immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

Subsequently, everyone's attention fell on Ji Sen and Ji Wuyue, because Ji Wuyue used to be the young master, so now it is not her turn to compete with Ji Ping.

"Cut!" Ji Sen glanced at Ji Ping with disdain, what kind of superb, where did he come out, he actually wanted him to grab the position, and see if he didn't beat him all over the ground.

Standing on the test platform, Ji Sen's eyes were cold and sharp, and his eyes staring at Ji Ping were full of unkindness.

"Sister, he's going to be fine, Ji Sen is so bad!" Ji Wuhuan began to worry a little about Ji Ping, Ji Ping's behavior, they all saw it, and they hoped that he could win against Ji Sen.

"Don't worry, there are so many people in the Ji family, and Ji Sen doesn't dare to mess around" Ji Wuyue said in a low voice, in fact, he was already secretly vigilant, the Ji family is so easy to appear young talents who are not in Ji Sen's vein, but they can't let him cause trouble.

The two then fought, and the intensity of the battle was vastly different from the previous one.

Also, in the end, the rest are the strong, who can be weak where.

"Hmm......." Ji Ping is just a side after all, even if he cultivates hard, the spiritual technique technique that is not on the stage is still not good, and he was accidentally hit by Ji Sen's attack, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This is the gap, the gap between the side line and the lineage, there are no good resources, how can they develop the lineage, for a while, Ji Ping's heart was a little aggrieved and unwilling.

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