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"You!" The expressions of the three people on the stage turned unsightly. Wu Yunfei's intention was that they were weaker than Wu Yunfei. As soon as his anger rose, he remembered the scene of Wu Yunfei defeating the tall and sturdy youth, and swallowed back the words that he was about to say.

The people below the stage all started to move, looking at that tyrannical figure. Wu Yunfei's performance just now had directly caused them to retreat, but there were still three people on the stage. As long as they could defeat them and obtain a spot in the competition, regardless of the results, they would receive a significant amount of training from the clan.

Thus, someone did it, but in the end, there was only one person who could successfully replace the burly teenager's brother. Thus, someone did it, but in the end, there was only one person who could successfully replace the burly teenager's brother.

By the time this matter was resolved, half an incense stick of time had already passed.

"Alright, the final 64 people have been confirmed. The Family Competition has officially begun!" The Great Elder's hoarse voice sounded again.

After the two servants arranged the sixty-four people who had the best results from the previous test, they brought a few wooden tablets in front of the Great Clan Elder. The Great Clan Elder waved both his hands at the same time, and in an instant, a string of marks appeared on the wooden tablets.

"The rules of the Large Competition are the same as before. The first round will be conducted by drawing lots, and I will engrave numbers one to sixty-four on these cards. The number three will be drawn against number two, and the number three will be selected against number four, and so on until the battle between number sixty-three and number sixty-four."

"All five arenas will start at the same time. Everyone will only have one chance to fight in the first round. No matter who you meet, as long as you lose, you will be eliminated!"

Directly eliminated! This was also a test of luck. If one directly encountered the strongest martial artist, even the most powerful of martial artists would be defeated. But even so, the rules dictated that the stronger martial artists would always rise up against the current.

Wu Yun tilted his head, this method of drawing lots was indeed very boring, but it did not matter, he would fight with all his might no matter who he met. He had not been able to vent his anger for the past five years, and now that his fighting spirit had been ignited, he also wanted to be strong, wanted to be respected!

The Great Clan Elder slowly walked out from the pavilion, he looked at Wu Zongren who was seated on the stage and nodded his head slightly. Then, the Great Clan Elder announced, "The first round of the Clan Competition shall begin!"

On the huge training field, there were five arenas standing side by side. On each of the arenas, there were four gigantic stone pillars carved with dragon patterns. The dragon heads on those stone pillars also held stone beads in their mouths, which was a magnificent sight.

At this time, all five arenas had begun at the same time. Each arena had two people on it, and they were the first ones to fight in the first round.

This person was Wu Kuang, the son of Wu Yun Fei's second uncle, Wu Zongyi. At eighteen years of age, he was already at the third level of the Profound Origin Stage, and had extremely powerful, claw spirit. Among the people under the age of twenty, only Wu Qin and Wu Zhen could contend against him.

Wu Kuang was assigned to fight Wu Feng on the third stage. Wu Feng, on the other hand, was the son of the Third Elder and was at the second level of the Profound Origin Stage.

Of course, what people paid attention to wasn't whether or not Wu Feng could defeat Wu Kuang, because that was impossible. They just wanted to see how many rounds Wu Feng could defeat Wu Kuang.

"How many moves do you think Wu Feng will be able to take under the hand of Wu Kuang?" A sharp-headed person said to the person beside him.

"Let me see. Five moves!" Within five moves, Wu Feng will lose without a doubt! " the man beside him said, rubbing his chin.

"You think too highly of Wu Feng. In my opinion, Wu Feng will not last more than three moves!" That pointy head said loudly.

At this time, the audience was also discussing about this. Wu Zongyi had a fierce face and forced out a stiff smile, making others think that he was unhappy. He turned around and said to Wu Zongrui beside him: "Third brother, how many moves do you think that Wu Feng can take from my son?"

Wu Zongrui's face twitched helplessly. It was one thing for others to be betting on something, but you don't know your own son very well. But still, he agreed, "Three moves."

"Haha, it seems like Ol 'Three doesn't know much about your nephew!" Wu Zongyi's face was so swollen that it almost reached his ears. Everyone was speechless.

"Wu Kuang, let me see your power!" Wu Feng was the first to make the first move. He stepped forward and charged. "Look at the sword!"

Wu Kuang's fiery red clothes were flapping in the wind. He stood where he was without moving, the corners of his mouth raised thirty degrees. Seeing that the sword was already heading towards him, this fellow was actually laughing!

"Triple Layered Claw!"

Three rays of light flashed, followed by a crisp sound. Wu Feng's body stopped in his tracks, motionless. "Dang lang!" "Bang!" The sword in Wu Feng's hand turned into four sections that fell down. Drip drip drip. Blood dripped down from Wu Feng's body. At this time, people discovered that there were three hideous wounds on his left arm!

"Thank you for being lenient!" Wu Feng gently held onto his wound as he spoke to the red-clothed man, who had his back to him, in extreme pain.

One move! Wu Feng lost! Everyone knew he would be defeated, but they didn't expect it to be so fast. Wu Feng was defeated without even summoning his spirit soul. At this moment, the entire viewing platform was completely silent, even a pin drop could be heard.

"Wu Kuang wins!" The Great Elder announced.

"Haha, third brother, where are the three moves that you were talking about?" "Hahaha …" Wu Zongyi laughed crazily. "En..." Wu Zongrui was speechless.

"This Martial Madman is too powerful, he defeated Wu Feng in one move!"

"Didn't you just say three moves?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I never thought that he would be so abnormal. This time, Wu Kuang will definitely enter the top three. Maybe that Wu Zhen won't be his match either. If he can kill someone, then who knows how many people will die!"

Amidst the uproar, the battle in the arena where Martial Madman was in ended instantly without even summoning the souls of the two sides.

The other stages hadn't won in an instant like Wu Kuang's. After an intense battle, the victors had all decided.

After the first round of the first round ended, the second round started immediately. The second round was more eye-catching was a lady dressed in green, with a cultivation base at the second level of the Profound Origin Stage, good at wielding the sword, and a spirit of the sword, a thin and light sword swung up into the sky. Her sword had two characteristics, quick, dense without any gaps, coupled with her spirit of the sword, it forced her opponent to sweat profusely.

As for the other stages of the second match, there were no accidents. Just like the first match, there was a fierce battle. Not long after, the second match ended as well.

"The third battle of the first round, Wu Jing versus Wu Yong …" "Wu Fan against Wu Jin, Wu Zhe against Wu Chen!"

"It's finally my turn!" He had been preparing for the Family Competition for a long time, and now was the time to show his prowess. It was best if he could attract the attention of the Patriarch and receive important nurturing, so that he could be as strong as his second brother and perhaps even catch up to Wu Qin.

Wu Chen became excited when his thoughts traveled down this path. He couldn't stop smiling when he saw his opponent coming up. His opponent was at the first level of the Mysterious Origin Stage, a far cry from him.

"The third battle of the first round has begun!" The Great Elder shouted.

"I admit defeat!" The ninth level of the Mysterious Qi Stage versus the third level of the Profound Origin Stage. That person was speechless, his luck was really bad, when he read his name, he already had the intention of directly admitting defeat, which was also straightforward.

"Eh …" Wu Fan himself was speechless. When he saw that his opponent had admitted defeat, he turned to look at the Great Elder.

"Wu Fan wins!" Afterwards, the two of them left the stage.

"Just admit defeat!" Wu Chen naturally noticed Wu Fan's situation. Wu Fan was so lucky to have met such a weak person, but his opponent was also weak to him, so he impolitely commanded his opponent.

"How can I admit defeat!?" My sister is watching! Even if I lose, I want to fight! " Wu Zhe shouted without fear, immediately summoning his spirit.

"Come on brother!" I support you! " A little loli on the viewing platform shouted.

"You're giving me face but not taking it! "Come on!" Wu Chen was furious. Wu Fan's opponent had already admitted defeat. His strength was so much stronger than his opponent's, yet he gave him the chance to directly concede.

"Die!" Wu Chen punched out.

"Boom!" A figure flew backwards like a broken zither, landing heavily on the arena more than ten meters away.

Ah!" Painful cries instantly rang out, and the man was badly mutilated. After twitching a few times, he fainted.

"Wu Chen, you bastard!" Wu Chen was so vicious that he directly crippled Wu Zhe without any mercy.

"I've already given him a chance, he didn't want it!" Wu Chen shook his head. It had never mattered to him to cripple someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Wu Chen is too ruthless, he actually crippled a person!" The spectators discussed amongst themselves.

"Wu Chen, victory!" The Great Elder still announced expressionlessly. He had seen too many of these things. As long as he didn't kill the person on the stage, it was normal for him to cripple the person.

The spectators were even more indifferent. One of them even revealed a satisfied smile. That person was Wu Chen's father, Wu Zongkui. Only Wu Zhe's parents looked anxious. The little loli was crying in fear.

Wu Yunfei looked at the scene and sighed in his heart, This is the clan? This was a family? But after a while, his state of mind became normal. Yes, this was the clan. He had known about it since a long time ago.

Not long after Wu Chen won, the other groups' battles also ended. The third round of the first round ended quickly, because this round, there was a huge difference in strength between the fights. The victor could be decided in an instant.

The suspense in the fourth round of the first round was not that great. There were only two ninth stage cultivators fighting each other intensely. The final victor also suffered a miserable victory and the opponent that Wu Zhen faced also admitted defeat.

"The fifth battle of the first round, Wu Jing versus Wu Yuanping …" Wu Yuanyi versus Wu Yunfei! "