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Chapter 28, Wei Family Monsters

The competition continued until it was approaching its end, and everyone outside the field was still discussing Wei Yuan's strength. After all, this time he shocked everyone too much. This was not a waste, it was even more genius than a genius.

Even an outsider could tell that Wu Zixin's sword was extremely powerful, but when facing Wei Yuan, he didn't even stick the corners of his clothes. This shows that Wei Yuan's strength is probably stronger than Wu Zixin.

The happiest part of the audience was Wei Zhengfeng. He really didn't expect this to be the result. According to the strength shown by Wei Yuan now, let alone the young head of the Wei family, it would be not difficult to enter the Imperial College. If one of the Wei family could enroll in the Imperial College, the strength of the entire Wei family would be improved to a higher level. Even if the Wu family and the Ji family joined forces, it would probably be a matter of survival based on his expression.

Guo Qian was also extremely excited. Compared to Wei Yuan's strength, he valued Wei Yuan's sword skills more. You should know that sword cultivators who can activate sword intent are not so easy to meet. Moreover, Wei Yuan is only sixteen years old and is so talented at such an age. With a little shaping, it may not be impossible to become a generation of swordsman master in the future.

Thinking of this, Guo Qian secretly made up his mind that this matter must be reported as soon as possible. Even if Wei Yuan failed to be admitted to the Imperial College, he must be cultivated.

After the second round of competition, there were eight people left on the field, and everyone was in a heavy mood. Of course, Wei Yuan did not include this.

Wei Yuan was like a dark horse, completely breaking through the siege and subverting everyone's impression of him like a sting. It seems that as long as nothing unexpected happens, the leader of the competition will be this former waste.

The third round of competition began immediately, and Wei Sheng was the first to play.

As soon as he walked onto Shangwu's bang, everyone began to talk.

"Look, Wei Sheng's face seems a little strange?"

"Nonsense, Wei Yuan rose overnight, and he completely missed the position of the young head of the Wei family. If it were you, would you have a good face?"

"It seems to be a bit reasonable. Things are really impermanent. Who would have thought that the waste? No, Wei Yuan actually has such a strong strength, which is simply incredible."

Wei Sheng, who walked onto the big ping, did not look bad, but because he swallowed the Demon Blood Pill and was still digesting it. His realm was constantly trying to break through the realm at the peak of the eighth grade, and he also had to suppress the Qi Sea, so he showed this look.

However, Wei Sheng was extremely excited. Unexpectedly, Wu Zixin did not deceive him. As long as this demon blood pill is completely digested, his realm will definitely be ranked in the ninth grade. Moreover, because of the powerful destructive power of the demonic energy, his strength is definitely much higher than that of ordinary ninth grade cultivators. At that time, Wei Yuan will definitely fall to his feet.

Wei Sheng's opponent is a sixth-grade cultivator. In everyone's opinion, at the same level as the sixth-grade cultivator, the two must fight back and forth, and even use extraordinary swordsmanship to determine the outcome.

But what happened next really scared everyone.

At the moment the game began, Wei Sheng's figure suddenly flashed, leaving behind a afterimage. His figure appeared in front of his opponent in an instant, and his fingers turned into claws, and his claws were directly drawn towards his opponent's chest.

The next moment, there was only a muffled sound, and blood splashed out. Wei Sheng's speed was too fast. Before the other party could react, his whole arm had already penetrated through and took out his heart alive.

After crushing the heart in his hand, a trace of blood appeared in Wei Sheng's eyes. He felt the continuous power emerging from his body, and showed a harsh smile. He couldn't help but want to start a killing.

"What!"

"Murdered!"

"How is this possible? How can Wei Sheng be so strong in both the sixth rank?"

After a moment of quietness, a large number of noise suddenly sounded outside the big ping. For a moment, everyone thought they were dazzled. Are the younger generations of the Wei family so monsters?

On the martial arts platform, the heads of various clans also frowned. They did not expect this scene, but Wu Long showed a faint smile.

Others don’t know, but he knows very well that Wei Sheng felt the pressure brought by Wei Yuan and swallowed the Demon Blood Pill with a last resort. Although Wu Zixin was defeated, as long as Wei Sheng could take the position of the young head of the Wei family, he could control Wei Sheng with the Demon Blood Mother Pill. The Wei family will eventually be his in the future.

Guo Qian looked at Wei Sheng standing on the big ping, and his eyes flashed with a cold look, "This boy seems to be killing."

Li Tianming was also a little surprised, "Wei Sheng, this kid, shouldn't be so impulsive on weekdays. What's wrong with this today? And his strength seems to have changed a lot compared to what he has just now."

Guo Qian nodded, "No, and most importantly, at that moment, I always felt that this boy's spiritual energy was a bit weird, but I couldn't say what was weird."

After Wei Sheng killed the enemy with one move, he swung the blood on his sleeve and turned back to the waiting area. He was not afraid of life and death in martial arts competition, but even if he killed someone, he could only think that he was not strong enough, and no wonder others.

Next, Wei Yuan came on stage, and everyone was excited, but just as Wei Yuan slowly stood up and was about to take a step, a voice suddenly came.

"Then what, I gave in. I was convinced and stopped beating."

The person who spoke was Wei Yuan's opponent in this game. Although he was a sixth-grade cultivator, Wei Yuan didn't even take Wu Zixin's eighth-grade seriously. Naturally, he was not allowed to do so. He would inevitably suffer a lot of pain when he went on a fight. Maybe he would be killed with one move. He didn't want to take this risk, so he still admitted defeat with a little self-awareness.

If someone had admitted defeat in the past, there would inevitably be bursts of sighs outside the Daping. After all, it was not a real man to say that he was afraid of before the fight.

But for some reason, everyone felt it was natural for this time. Wu Zixin, who was at the eighth level, was no match for others. It seemed reasonable for a sixth level to surrender and admit defeat.

Until the end, there were only four people left in the entire competition. After the draw of lottery again, the two families who drew Wei Yuan and Wei Sheng respectively surrendered and surrendered, and voluntarily withdrew from the battle for the leader.

Nonsense, the strength of these two monsters in the Wei family is too incredible. One of Wei Yuan directly subverted Wu Zixin's name as the first genius, and the Wei Sheng was even more ruthless and seemed to have no intention of letting his opponent go out of Daping alive. Under such circumstances, the sixth-grade and seventh-grade realm may not dare to go up, so how dare they get into trouble?

The Youzhou City Competition also saw a strange scene that had not happened for many years. Both of them were fighting for the leader came from the Wei family, which really gave the Wei family a big face.

Sun Bingbo signaled Wei Yuan and the others to come on stage, and then laughed, "What a hero, the two young men of the Wei family are extremely powerful and unmatched by ordinary people. Unfortunately, there is only one leader in this competition, so even if the two are both children of the Wei family, they will inevitably have this battle."

Wei Zhengfeng on the martial arts stage was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He was happy for Wei Yuan's growth, and he was also worried about him. The strength Wei Sheng had just shown was extremely strange, and he seemed to have not done his best. Although Wei Yuan's ability to compete with Wu Zixin, how could he not be worried as a father?

Guo Qian looked at the two people on the big ping, "They are both good seedlings, but I still prefer the one named Wei Yuan."

"Teacher Guo is so bad. Wei Sheng is capable and decisive. With the strength he has shown just now, it may not be impossible to fight."

Wu Long suddenly smiled and spoke.

Hearing this, Li Chudong glanced at him and smiled contemptuously, "The Master Wu is really confident. Why, do you want to do something like shooting yourself in the foot for the second time?

I think even a pig wouldn't be so stupid."

Wu Long's mouth twitched suddenly, but he didn't dare to refute anything. Li Tianming smiled slightly and spoke like a lesson, "Early winter, how do you speak? The speculation of the Wu family leader is not unreasonable."

“Speculation?

Dad, you have never seen my master use a sword before. If you have seen it, you will probably be more ruthless than me."
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