In previous years, there was no award of the 'Most Potential Award' at all, but this time it was added specifically for Luo Ping, because, with his current cultivation speed and the strength of the leapfrog battle, his future achievements are limitless and difficult to predict.

However, Luo Ping's performance against the sky this year, although it invisibly added a lot of points to his father's competition for the position of head of the family, but on the other hand, it also attracted the special attention of uncles and uncles, and I believe that the road ahead will not be smooth.

After a day of rest, the competition between the second generation of the Luo family officially began, although there were only three people, but the intensity was not much weaker than that of the third generation.

Luo Minglei and Luo Mingshuang, although they are a few years older than Luo Mingzhen, their cultivation speed is not as good as the latter, so the realm of the three of them is not much different.

"Second brother, this year is still as usual, let's let the two brothers compete first!"

"No problem, I hope the eldest brother will show mercy!"

"Haha, second brother, don't worry, if you lose, lie down for a few months at most, don't worry too much. ”

"Then thank you, big brother!"

Luo Minglei and Luo Mingshuang entered the competition venue at the same time, and before they could fight, they had already fought verbally.

"Blue blood knife method, look at the moves. ”

As soon as the sword in Luo Minglei's hand was horizontal, he took the lead in attacking, because the two of them were both in the middle of the great general, and their strength was comparable, and whoever took the initiative first was equivalent to grasping the opportunity for victory.

The sword blade, the true qi gradually condensed, and in a moment it was already half an inch thick, and the blood light flowed, flashing like water waves.

I saw Luo Minglei swinging the sword back and forth in front of him, constantly advancing according to a predetermined route, and the true qi of the blade completely dyed the surrounding air into a blood red.

The characteristic of the 'Blue Blood Sword Technique' is that it can mask the opponent's senses, making it difficult for him to grasp the movements around him and make correct judgments.

Moreover, the cultivation method of this sword technique is extremely bloody, and it is necessary to soak the treasure knife in blood all day long, although it is only the blood of animals, but the consumption is also immeasurable.

Seeing that the other party's speed was extremely fast and getting closer and closer, Luo Mingshuang had already thought of a countermeasure in a moment and quickly made a move.

"'Sudden Wind Sword Technique'!"

The sword had already gathered true qi, but it emitted a blue and white light, which was also half an inch thick, and as Luo Mingshuang continued to swing the sword, the blue and white light spun rapidly.

"Whew!"

The sword sliced through the air, and the blue and white light stirred in all directions, and it made a stormy wind, gradually blowing away the blood-red qi in front of it.

"Jingle Bell!"

When the swords meet, in the blink of an eye, they will clash countless times, but both of them are experienced people, and they will not show their flaws at all for the other party to discover.

Therefore, although they have fought many times, neither of them can help anyone, so they can only keep speeding up, hoping to force the other party to panic and expose their flaws.

As the speed of the sword exchange became faster and faster, the two of them also kept shifting directions, and the courtyard of Nuoda was almost trampled by them.

In the end, the two had to perform light skills, flying through the air, tossing and turning in the air, as light as swallows, and constantly pulling everyone's attention closer and farther.

Since the great martial artist level can already practice light skills, the battlefield of the battle between the second generation has been selected in the county government compound, so that they can better show their hands.

"Lord Junhou, this uncle and the second master are really good, you are really a good godson!"

"That's right, the tiger father has no dogs, the county marquis is already at the peak level of the martial king, and he is only one step away from the martial king, and the masters of the Luo family must also be the best among the people. ”

"With the skills of the two masters, if you want to distinguish the winner and loser, it is estimated that you will have to fight for at least a few hours!"

The heads of the other families watching the battle complimented one after another, although they didn't know whether it was true or false, but at least the superficial efforts were done, and it would definitely make the county marquis's heart bloom.

"Hahaha, you have praised it, their strength is all earned by their own efforts, and it has little to do with Benhou. ”

"However, in the future, no matter which of them inherits the position of the marquis, I hope you can help, even if you don't help, but at least don't fall into the ground. ”

The smile on Luo Haoyu's face seemed to be chatting, but in fact, the deep meaning of the words was already understood by the heads of the family.

"Of course, we will give our full support and full assistance, so that the new county marquis can sit comfortably in this position, and do it at ease, everyone said, isn't it. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Seeing everyone's unanimous answer, Luo Haoyu turned his face with satisfaction and continued to pay attention to the game.

And the heads of the family finally stopped smiling and returned to their normal expressions, but the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

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"Mother, do you think Dad will win?"

Watching the battle area, Luo Ping looked at the battle on the field and asked without turning his head.

"Definitely, mother believes in your father!

Shen Rong also replied without looking back, and after that, the mother and son were silent again, only with concerned eyes.

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"Big brother, you see how sure Dad is of winning!"

"Fifty percent. ”

"What? It's only fifty percent, so isn't it unpredictable to win or lose? Big brother, will you make a mistake?"

"Brother Qiang, do you think that the second uncle is a vegetarian? Not to mention the fast cultivation speed, and the comprehension is quite high, what martial arts can be learned as soon as he learns, although he has only just been promoted to the middle stage of the great general, but the strength is already equivalent to his father, and it is not easy for his father to win. ”

Luo Yunjue's words still respect the strength of his second uncle, and he is not very optimistic that his father can win.

"Hmph, what second uncle, sooner or later he will be trampled under his father's feet. ”

Luo Yunjue's second brother, Luo Qiang, had a disdainful expression.

"It's best to say less of this kind of thing in the future, otherwise the eldest brother won't spare you, do you hear?"

"In addition, when you have time, you also hurry up to cultivate, there used to be a cousin Ping to back your back, it is estimated that it will not be long before you are the most useless one. ”

Luo Yunjue reprimanded mercilessly, and Luo Qiang, who was training, could only nod his head constantly, but he could only shake his head helplessly.

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"Second brother, let's play like this, it's a waste of time, I don't know when we will be able to divide the winner or loser, why don't we win or lose with one move?"

In mid-air, the two of them had already stalemate for a meal, and they were still evenly matched, Luo Minglei knew that if he wanted to distinguish the winner from the loser, it was by no means a matter of a moment and a half, so he made a suggestion.

Because the martial artist at the level of a great military general has already opened up the second vein of Ren Du, the true qi can run in the body for Xiao Zhoutian, and through the operation of Xiao Zhoutian, the true qi is continuously generated and transmitted.

Therefore, it is indeed difficult for a martial artist of their level to distinguish the winner from the defeat through the consumption of true qi.

"What the eldest brother said is very true, and I have this intention!"

After Luo Mingshuang finished speaking, the two separated at the same time and landed at both ends of the playing field.

No one spoke, the two looked at each other like this, and looked at each other for more than a dozen breaths before they performed their strongest blows at the same time.

On Luo Minglei's side, all the true qi of his whole body was gathered in the treasure knife, so that the light on the surface of the treasure knife reached its peak, which was an inch thick.

At the same time, he took out a small bottle, opened it, and poured all the liquid inside on the blade, and suddenly, the surface of the blade seemed to boil, making a constant 'clang' sound.

The sound stopped, and the blade of the sword suddenly burst out of blood-red flames, beating up and down, as if composing bloodthirsty music, and as if celebrating the impending victory.

After everything was ready, Luo Minglei looked at the opposite side, a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he raised the treasure knife, kicked it under his feet, and performed light skills and jumped into the air.

"'Blue Blood Sword Method' - Blood and Fire Purgatory!"

Just when Luo Minglei was preparing, Luo Mingshuang was also doing foreplay with all his might.

As if knowing what the opponent's strongest move was, Luo Mingshuang also took out a small bottle and poured the liquid on the sword body after the true qi of the sword body was gathered.

Different from the fierce reaction of the opponent's sword, the sword body was silent at this time, and there was not the slightest sound, but a blue water wave appeared around the sword body, flowing back and forth, facing the sun, you could see the flickering waves.

Just when Luo Minglei made a move, Luo Mingshuang also finished gathering momentum, and he also used light skills to meet him.

"Canglang Sword Technique - Mountains and Flowing Water!"

On one side, the sword was wielded, and within a zhang in front of him, all were blood-red flames, emitting a blazing heat, and the air was distorted and deformed by the roast.

On the other side is the vertical and horizontal sword, which completely shrouds the area in front of it in the flowing water, cool and cold, and removes dust and dirt.

The attacks of the two sides collided together in the blink of an eye, and under the contact of water and fire, they did not give in to each other, and immediately stalemate together.

Water and fire are already opposed, and the two of them have a strong desire to win, so the current competition is nothing more than the degree of use of martial arts and the speed of the operation of true qi.

It's just that when Luo Minglei saw the swordsmanship used by the other party, his obvious face was slightly sideways, as if he was a little jealous, but this did not affect his performance.

'Whew!',

"Wow!"

Sometimes the flames prevail and dry the water, and sometimes the water turns the situation back and extinguishes the flames, and the scales of victory swing back and forth between the two.

After converging more than a dozen times, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and at the same time issued a final onslaught.

In mid-air, the light suddenly flourished, and the water and fire collided with each other, crushing each other, almost detonating the air, making a deafening sound.

Finally, the attacks of the two sides reached the limit, the flowing water and blood flames suddenly dispersed, and the violent power swept the two of them in an instant, knocking them out, flying backwards for more than ten meters before they each staggered to the ground.

They both propped their weapons on the ground and supported their bodies, and the two of them just stood quietly, and neither of them spoke.

The people around the spectators closed their mouths tightly, not daring to breathe loudly, waiting for the moment when the answer was about to be revealed.

Shen Rong held Luo Ping's palm tightly, her palm was already soaked with sweat, but she didn't know it, her eyes kept staring at the majestic figure on the battlefield.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the ground in front of him, and then, a figure descended, kneeling on one knee on the ground, his face unusually pale.

After a moment, he let out a weak voice of reluctance.

"I didn't expect you to be able to prepare the 'Wave Pilot' so quickly! Sure enough, you are a step ahead, no wonder you are so confident, I was careless."