At this time, a second-generation disciple acting as a referee reacted and quickly shouted, "challenge arena 4, Yang Xuansheng!"

    Yang Xuan nodded at the speech and walked slowly down the challenge arena. Everywhere he went, everyone looked complex and involuntarily made way.

    This waste of the past has finally stood up.

    Many people look back on Yang Xuan in the past and can''t help sighing.

    Yang Jiaqiang had already struggled to stand up. He felt the fingerprints on his neck, and the clear pain hit his nerves.

    After the first round of martial arts competition, it was followed by the second round. This time, Yang Xuan in the crowd looked at the match table, but he couldn''t help but be stunned, and then gave a bitter smile, because the words Yang Jiaxue were written behind his name.

    "This......" Yang Xuan didn''t know what to say.

    In the Yang family, who is the best to him except his mother and sixth uncle is undoubtedly Yang Jiaxue.

    Thinking of that beautiful and naughty little girl, Yang Xuan couldn''t help smiling, but at this time he had to compete with her in the challenge arena, which made Yang Xuan don''t know what to do.

    "Forget it, take one step at a time. It''s really not good. Just admit defeat!"

    Yang Xuan thought, anyway, he was not interested in the reward of the family competition.

    "Bang!" a huge Gong was sounded, and the second round of martial arts competition began.

    On the No. 4 challenge arena, Yang Jiaxue and Yang Xuan stood opposite each other.

    Yang Xuan has not seen Yang Jiaxue for a long time. Seeing Yang Jiaxue again at this time, his heart is also warm.

    Yang Jiaxue, however, looked at Yang Xuan curiously after she boarded the challenge arena. She even came over and began to circle around Yang Xuan, looking up and down, and touching her chin with her hand.

    The challenge arena has long been crowded. At this time, when I saw this scene, I was also wide eyed. I don''t know what the hell they were doing.

    Yang Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

    "Why are you white again? Tell me, how did you turn white?"

    After turning for a long time, Yang Jiaxue stopped. It seemed that a kitten had found his beloved toy, full of little stars, and asked curiously.

    Sure enough! Yang Xuan is absolutely down.

    WOW! There was a fall under the stage.

    Yang Xuan couldn''t help worrying about it. Don''t you know this is a martial arts contest? Will you be serious?

    No matter what martial arts contest or not, Yang Jiaxue chased and asked, "say it quickly!"

    Yang Xuan touched his forehead and said, "aunt, we are competing in martial arts. You should be serious!"

    At this time, Yang Qingshan, who was secretly observing here, couldn''t help but see a black line on his head.

    "Oh, yes, martial arts competition!" Yang Jiaxue finally responded that it was a martial arts competition and said happily: "come on, Yang Xuan, let''s have a competition to see who is powerful!"

    Then he frowned and said, "hum, Dad forced me to shut up for such a long time. My martial arts have made great progress. You should be careful!"

    Yang Xuan''s eyes turned and suddenly said, "do you want to know how to make your skin white?"

    Yang Jiaxue''s eyes brightened and cheered, "ah, think, think, speak quickly! Speak quickly!"

    As he spoke, he rushed over and shook Yang Xuan''s hand, "tell me, tell me!"

    A huge cold sweat appeared on Yang Qingshan''s head, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He couldn''t see it anymore and turned his head.

    The referee who presided over the game wanted to cry without tears and looked at them like a fool.

    Yang Xuan whispered, "you go down first. I''ll tell you when the family competition is over!"

    Yang Jiaxue wondered, "really?"

    Yang Xuan nodded definitely!

    Yang Jiaxue said, "if you dare to lie to me, hum, I''ll beat you!" he said, and raised his small fist. However, it doesn''t look like hitting people.

    "I admit defeat!"

    Yang Jiaxue suddenly raised her voice, blinked at Yang Xuan, and whispered, "come on!" then she jumped out of the challenge arena.

    Looking at Yang Jiaxue, Yang Xuan felt warm in his heart. He knew that Yang Jiaxue didn''t want to fight with him, so he chose this way to end the competition.

    The contest between Yang Xuan and Yang Jiaxue ended so dramatically. After the referee foolishly announced that Yang Xuan won, Yang Xuan jumped off the challenge arena and left, the people under the stage still stared and didn''t know how to react for a moment.

    Because the competition between Yang Xuan and Yang Jiaxue ended earlier, at this time, there are still many competitions on the challenge arena that have not ended.

    Therefore, Yang Xuan and Yang Jiaxue wandered to a challenge arena and watched the competition.

    The martial arts competition on the challenge arena has become white hot. One of them is dressed in white and the other is dressed in blue. They both have six levels of internal strength. The level of martial arts cultivation is quite close. It can be said that they are matched by each other. They will meet good talents. For a time, rabbits rise and fall. Come and go. How lively it is.

    After watching for a while, they were still tied. Yang Xuan and Yang Jiaxue looked insipid. When they were about to leave, suddenly a voice said, "Yang Xuan, guess who will win?"

    Yang Xuan turned his head and saw a thin man with gloomy eyes looking at him.

    Yang xuanran knew this man, who was Yang Gong''s brother Yang Cheng.

    It is said that Yang adult is only 25 years old, but he is already the peak cultivation of Neijin eight layers. He is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Yang family.

    "I guess the one in white will win!" Yang Xuan took back his eyes.

    "Oh? Then I guess the one in blue will win!" a sneer spilled from the corner of Yang Cheng''s mouth.

    With that, he bent his fingers and flicked, and a small stone particle attacked the bend of the white disciple''s leg in an instant.

    He was originally the cultivation of the eight layers of inner strength. At this time, he made a sneak attack. The stone disappeared into the air in an instant, and the castration was like lightning. In addition, his action was small and rapid, and several elders were far away. Therefore, at this time, no one found it except Yang Xuan.

    Seeing that the stone was about to hit the white disciple''s leg bend, a light golden light flashed. The stone turned into powder several meters away from the white disciple''s leg bend, which did not have any impact on the white disciple.

    Yang Cheng''s face was frozen and a surprised look flashed in his eyes, because he didn''t see how Yang Xuan shot.

    Under his induction, Yang Xuan always carried his hands and didn''t move. However, the stones he sent out can never turn into powder out of thin air. He can be sure that Yang Xuan must have done it, but how did he do it?

    For a time, Yang Cheng was in doubt.

    Yang Xuan looked at him with a cool look.

    In terms of speed, Jin Yue''s chopping is much faster than his little stone.

    When Yang Cheng was in doubt, the blue disciple may have been impatient and unstable because of the long battle. He was seized by the white disciple and kicked on his chest, thus winning the game.

    Yang Cheng''s face turned blue, hummed heavily, turned and left.

    The second round of martial arts competition finally ended completely. With the sound of gongs, the third round of martial arts competition began.

    Layers of elimination, under such cruel competition, as long as you lose one game, you will lose your qualification for promotion. Therefore, everyone took out 12 points of spirit and dealt with it carefully.

    There are empty seats in the middle, but Yang Xuan is obviously not so lucky. He will meet a new opponent in each round. Fortunately, these people are not very strong, and Yang Xuan won easily.

    After these rounds, there were only twelve people left.

    Apart from the dark horse Yang Xuan, the twelve people are all family elites. They have been practicing for a long time, and each of them has experienced many battles and rich experience. Among them, the lowest cultivation is also the highest cultivation on the seventh floor. They are all people who can be independent.

    When the new round of match table came out, Yang Xuan looked up and his eyes could not help but condense. He saw that his opponent in this round was Yang Cheng.

    Not far away, Yang Cheng also saw the new match table. When he saw that his opponent was Yang Xuan, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

    Night fell quietly, and countless huge torches had been erected around the school field, which reflected a challenge arena in the center of the school field as bright as day.

    "Bang!" with the loud sound of the Gong, this round of martial arts competition finally began.