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Xiahou Yuan knelt on the ground as he recited the great achievements of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. However, when he heard the name, his brows suddenly tightened. Because, he could feel that when the Divine Purgatory Diagram in his body heard the title of Emperor Yu, it started to tremble slightly, as if it was extremely sensitive to that name …

Emperor Yu was an ancient formation emperor with extraordinary techniques. Everyone in the entire East Wasteland Continent heard his name like thunder.

Qin Lie was suspicious, what kind of existence was the Emperor of Yu? It actually triggered the changes in the Divine Purgatory Diagram, which allowed it to continuously breathe in and out of the chaos energy. It seemed to be very sensitive. Qin Lie's face turned odd. The Emperor of Yu, had he had a deep relationship with Divine Purgatory Diagram in the past?

It was as if he had been possessed by a spell. His eyes were lifeless, and his body was stiff. Even after the singing ended, there was no response. After the others stood up one after another, only Qin Lie remained kneeling.

"Brother Lie, Brother Lie!" "Get up, everyone is looking at you …" A light call instantly jolted Qin Lie awake. He suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him with puzzled eyes, and that he was the only one who was still kneeling down. Xiahou and Xia Menglan also looked over with a strange expression in their eyes.

's expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, Xiahou Yuan, on the other hand, nodded his head with a look of praise in his eyes.

Qin Lie awkwardly bowed, then stood up. He was distracted with the Divine Purgatory Diagram, so this Demon Suppressing King Xia Hou thought he was paying homage to Yue Yang seriously.

However, very quickly, Qin Lie was at a loss again. His praises for Emperor Yu's provocation towards the Divine Purgatory Diagram seemed to have caused some life forms within the Divine Purgatory Diagram to lament, making him feel extremely sorrowful.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything and simply didn't want to think about it anymore. After all, the legendary Emperor Yu was simply not someone he could speculate about. Finally, Qin Lie shook his head.

Xiahou Yuan stood in the front hall, his body proud and his gaze sweeping across the young disciples of His Highness. Then, he chuckled and said, "I, Xiahou Rong, have done well in my life, and have remained immortal up to this day. Do you know why? " His voice was like the tolling of a great bell, resounding through the universe.

All the people from the Duke Palaces present immediately answered in unison, "Young people are strong, but clans are strong!"

As everyone shouted, the atmosphere gradually reached a climax. Many old clansmen were infected and couldn't help but shed tears.

In less than an hour, the huge training field was packed with people. Most of them were fifteen to sixteen years old, and there were people from the side families, the direct families, and the guards.

Amongst the three of them, Luo Hou was the first one to begin the competition and was placed in the tenth stage.

Ah!" When Qin Lie and Pang Bo reached Stage Ten, a series of shrill cries suddenly came from the arena. Qin Lie's heart sank as he squeezed his way through the crowd in front of him. When he saw the scene on the arena, his eyes instantly went cold and filled with a thick killing intent …

There stood a disciple from a side branch. He was seventeen years old and handsome, but there was a playful look on his face. His attack was very heavy, and with a single fist, he heavily injured the guard at his feet while spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. And the guard who was severely injured was none other than Luo Hou!

It was rumored that he had a close relationship with Protector Xia Heng. He stood on the stage with one hand holding Luo Hou's bloody cheek, and ridiculed him: "Just a trash like you dare to challenge me? My opponent is a direct disciple, not an ignorant fool like you! "

"Cough, cough …" So what if I, Luo Hou, draw a lot and fight someone? "If you have the ability, beat me to death …" Luo Hou retorted, not willing to be outdone. With a weak voice, he seemed to be severely injured.

"Alright, then I'll help you!" Xia Feng revealed a sinister smile, the life and death situation on the stage didn't matter, he just wanted to find a chance to show off in front of the direct line family, grabbing onto Luo Hou's hand slowly, his tone became more sinister: "Not everyone can enter the Family Competition, otherwise, people will die!"

Wuu ~ ~ ~" After saying this, Xia Feng's eyes turned fierce. He used all his strength to step on Rahu's right arm, and the latter let out a heart-wrenching shriek.

"Luo Hou!" Pang Bo glared furiously, and almost lost control in an instant. He rushed forward with everything he had to teach Xia Feng a lesson.

But just as he was about to rush over, Qin Lie made a move first and stopped him. Qin Lie looked at him seriously and said: "No, interrupting the Family Competition without permission is a huge crime."

"But Brother Lie, Luo Hou …" Pang Bo's eyes were completely bloodshot as he roared in anger. Luo Hou was lying on Stage 10, covered in blood, one of his arms was bent down severely, and the bones inside were broken. He looked at Luo Hou with disdain, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, and laughed out loud, then kicked Luo Hou.

"Bam!" Luo Hou flew horizontally across, and countless of his ribs were broken as he fell. All the spectators had shocked expressions in their eyes, but no one dared to support Luo Hou.

"I won." Xia Feng stood on stage, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience, and laughed: "I, Xia Feng, am not someone that anyone can challenge, if anyone does not want to be like him, they should surrender early!" His voice was loud, and the coldness in his eyes was undisguised.

It caused many people to feel fear. They were afraid that if they fought Xia Feng, they would end up with the same fate as they did when they fell behind.

"Liang-ge, I can't take it anymore!" "Even if I am not his opponent, I want to fight with him!" Pang Bo waved my hand angrily.

This time, I didn't stop him. I turned my head to look at Xia Hou and Xia Menglan who were watching the fight from the high platform and discovered that their emotions were not fluctuating at all when they sat there. Looking at the inner sect disciples who had advanced in the Cultivation Level, he revealed a satisfied smile, as if he did not care about Xia Feng injuring Luo Hou at all.

Qin Lie's heart was suddenly filled with overflowing hostility and killing intent, a strong desire for revenge was born in his mind. He hated, desired, wished to fight, and treated Xia Feng like that, crippling him, to experience that despair.

Luo Hou was merely a lowly bodyguard in the Duke Palace, but to him, he was more like a brother than a child. Qin Lie was not angry because Xia Feng had cut off one of his hands, but because of the connivance of his Kung Fu Hall. Xiahou's indifference, that kind of expression and attitude, made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Are guards allowed to be humiliated by others?" Qin Lie was secretly annoyed, the gaze he used to look at Xia Feng gradually turned cold.