On the battlefield, after the elder of Wu Pavilion announced his name, he waited quietly without saying anything or saying a word.

Wang Shihui was already standing on the platform, his face full of smiles.

The Wang family has learned about Wang Haochen's death, and his name will appear on the list of the selection of disciples of the ancestors, but there is a reason.

First, the news of Wang Haochen's death was just some speculation, and his body was not found. The family was wary of Wang Shibi's situation. After disappearing for several years, he suddenly came back.

Secondly, Wang Haochen's list was notified to the family by his ancestor Wang Lufeng. Until now, Wang Lufeng has not specified to remove Wang Haochen from the list. Even their elders dare not make any decisions.

Third, there were 43 candidates participating in the selection battle this time, which were odd and difficult to match. Moreover, Wang Shihui, the grandson of the Great Elder, also signed up for the selection battle. However, this guy had just broken through the acquired realm and wanted to show off. The Great Elder favored him very much and was so entangled that he had no choice but to agree to let him go to the stage. He was worried that he would be injured, so he arranged Wang Haochen, an opponent who probably wouldn't appear, to Wang Shihui.

"The gong sounds three times, those who have not yet come to power will be considered to give up!" After waiting for more than ten days, the elder of the Wu Pavilion signaled to a family guard waiting in the audience, asking him to prepare to beat the gong.

"when"

The first gong rang out immediately!

The elder of Wu Pavilion just followed the family rules. In fact, he didn't think that Wang Haochen would appear at all. He just wanted to knock three times as soon as possible and send Wang Shihui down.

"when"

"Wang Haochen is dead, why does it still appear? Isn't this a waste of time for the family?" Hearing the sound of gongs, the people in the family were also slightly speechless.

Wang Lufeng, who was sitting on the high platform, also frowned slightly, and felt a little dissatisfied with the elders in his clan. It would be fine if you make a fuss in the clan, but how important it is to select disciples of the ancestral cousin? You are still making trouble here, which makes me embarrassed.

"Brother Feng, what's going on?" An old man with silver hair next to Wang Lufeng asked in confusion on the high platform.

Wang Lufeng suddenly squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "It's probably because that junior has delayed it outside and has missed time. This is just some rules for the selection of disciples of the ancestors. Don't care."

"Wang Haochen should be [Updated Fast] is the junior that Brother Feng once liked. Didn't Brother Feng say he has died outside?" Hong Peng turned his head and said with a puzzled look on his face.

Wang Lufeng's face froze slightly, and he felt a little angry at the elders in the family.

"Yes, Brother Hong's memory is better. I was confused for a while." Wang Lufeng said with a embarrassed smile.

Hong Peng looked at Wang Lufeng's stiff smile and smiled coldly. Although they looked at Wang Lufeng's face and came to watch the selection battle for the disciples of the Wang family's ancestors, they did not have a good relationship. The secret struggle had long been unknown how long. Although it only embarrassed Wang Lufeng in his words, Hong Peng would not miss such an opportunity.

"Wang Haochen..." In the outermost corner of Zhantai Square, a girl was beside a middle-aged man wearing a Wang family slave costume and wearing a simple temperament. She also looked at the direction of Zhantai, but thought to herself, "He must not be dead. Will he come back, but it may not be certain. The Wang family is probably very great in our eyes, but he may not be able to see such a quota for disciples of the Wang family's ancestors."

This girl is Xiao Yan, who has not seen for many days.

Although she had some status in the family, she was not from the Wang family. The people around her looked at the servant costumes on Xiao's father, and they looked a little contempt in their eyes, and they retreated a little far away, as if they had some terrifying infectious disease on them.

Xiao's father looked quite excited. As a slave of the Wang family, he was able to witness the selection battle of the disciples of the Wang family's ancestors. Among the slaves of the Wang family, it was also a kind of honor.

Xiao Yan has always believed that Wang Haochen was a super strong man, reborn with his body. So she believed that Wang Haochen could not die so easily.

"I hope there will be another chance to see him!" Xiao Yan sighed in her heart. She was a little envious of Wang Haochen for being careless and coming and going freely.

She grew up in the Wang family since she was a child, so she naturally knew about Wang Haochen's situation, so she guessed that even if Wang Haochen was alive, she probably wouldn't go back to the Wang family. Isn't that uncomfortable?

"Wang Haochen..." In contrast to Xiao Yan, a strong young man sat in the middle of the area where only the elders of the family could sit. The ordinary people in the family were all envious on their faces. Beside them, there were several servants accompanying them.

"Did that guy die like this?" Wang Chu was a little stunned.

He also wanted to see the younger generation of his family. Because of the selection of disciples of the family's ancestors, he walked out of the retreat last night. It was not until he heard people around him that he realized that so many things had happened during his retreat.

Wang Haochen is actually dead!

"That guy has a good personality. I like it very much. I thought I could have a chance to have another interview with him this time. I didn't expect it to be like this..." For a cultivator like Wang Chu, four or five months were just a retreat. In a flash, the things between him and Wang Haochen were just like yesterday, but things had changed.

"Oh! What a pity!" Wang Chu shook his head.

"Son, what's wrong?" Next to Wang Chu, a petite woman sat with a girl-like expression on her face, with a weird look, "Come on, ah... eat green pearl fruit!"

The woman had a smile on her face, and the table next to her was filled with fruit and snacks, eating and drinking on her own. She seemed to have watched the selection battle between the family's ancestral disciples as a big show.

"Mom! Don't... um!" Wang Chu just opened his mouth, and a green pearl fruit that was shaped like a grape and had been peeled into Wang Chu's mouth.

"Mom, I'm not young anymore. Can you stop like this?" Wang Chu frowned and looked at the strange smiles on the faces of the elders around him, feeling a little ashamed.

"Even if you are forty or fifty, that's my son. Is it wrong for me to love my son?" the woman said without caring about it.

"Dad, tell the queen..." Wang Chu looked at his father as if he was rescued.

But before he finished speaking, he saw his father tilting his head, as if there was something amazing in the sky that was firmly attracting him.

"Hehe..." The woman clenched her pink fist slightly, her face gloomy.

Wang Chu's father secretly slanted his eyes, and Yu Guang glanced at the mother and son, but he said in his heart: Son, I can't even take care of myself, so I still have time to care about you.

"when"

Just then, the third gong sounded.

On the battle stage, the elder of Wu Pavilion also breathed a sigh of relief. He had already felt the eyes of Wang Lufeng falling on him, and there was a chill. Although it was only a few more than ten breaths, a cold sweat had already oozed out of his back.

"Just finish the ring soon..." He had urged the guard who beat the gong more than once in his heart, but the guard had no eyesight. He just calculated the time silently and honestly completed his mission according to the rules.

But on the battlefield, Wang Shihui felt a different feeling. He could stand under the attention of everyone without fighting. That feeling was really great. He would definitely make everyone remember him firmly. He wanted to keep like this.

Hearing the three gongs beat, he knew that it was about to end and he was about to go down, with a slight look of shock on his face.

"Wang Haochen has not arrived for a deadline, so I will abandon it..." The elder of Wu Pavilion was about to return this battle that made him feel uncomfortable as soon as possible, but at this moment, on the high platform above, Wang Lufeng's voice sounded.

"Wait!" There was a strange fluctuation in Wang Lufeng's voice.

"Well? What's going on? Ancestor didn't want to end soon?" The elder of Wu Pavilion was puzzled and turned to look at Wang Lufeng. At this time, he realized that the people on the platform had stood up at some point, each with a hint of solemnity on his face, half tilted his head, and looked in the air.

What's wrong with this?

The elder of Wu Pavilion was shocked and looked into the air following the eyes of the strong men on the high platform. He saw a white shadow in the sky, passing by at a terrifying speed. It was vaguely visible that it was a huge white bird, and there seemed to be two figures on the back of the white bird.

"No wonder the ancestor and the others were so nervous. Someone broke into the Wang family and had flying mounts. They must have come from a more powerful family." The elder of Wu Pavilion thought in his heart.

But he didn't want to, if it were just like this, would Wang Lufeng stop him from ending the farce on the battlefield? Obviously, there was another reason for this.

If your cultivation reaches the innate realm, your life level will be transformed and sublimated, your life span will be extended, and your five consciousnesses will become extremely sensitive. It is a qualitative transformation. Even at the peak of the acquired realm, as long as you do not take that step, you will never feel the transformation of the innate realm.

The elder of Wu Pavilion could not see the figure above the white bird, but Wang Lufeng had already discovered it when the white bird had just entered the Wang family. Moreover, the white bird flew too fast, and he had just reacted, and the white bird had already become clear in his sight, and he also saw the two people on the white bird's back.

"He was not dead, and he also grabbed a scattered bird as his mount. It's true that it's the one I like, so I'll give me a face." Wang Lufeng was also shocked by the huge surprise.

"Brother Feng, do you know the owner of this Chibird?" The people on the platform saw that Chibird was about to break into the back mountain, and Wang Lufeng had no movement yet, so he couldn't help but guess.

"Hahaha... Everyone is watching!" A smile surged across Wang Lufeng's face.

The members of the Wang family below also noticed the abnormality of their ancestors and looked up into the air.

"What is that?" The white bird was very fast and flew extremely high, and many people couldn't see its figure clearly.

In just a moment, the white bird slashed down from a height of a thousand feet and flew towards the central battle platform. It was more than ten years away from the battle platform. On the back of the white bird, a figure jumped down.

"Crying" the figure jumped down, and the huge white bird roared, flapping its wings and flying in the sky, hovering in the sky.

"Ancestor, Haochen has something to do, I'll be back later. I hope my ancestor will allow me to join the war." The man flew down from the air, shouting to the platform, his voice condensed without any trembling.

"Accurate!" Wang Lufeng laughed and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

"Boom!" A white shadow fell from the air and hit the battlefield. The iron-casting battle platform seemed to sway slightly.

"Wang Haochen?" The man slowly stood up, and a shocking noise suddenly came from the square below.

"He is back too!"

"How is this possible? How did he come back on the white bird!"
Chapter completed!