THE EVIL SWORD GOD
Beginning of competition
After a few days, Early in the morning, the entire family was in an uproar and family members were everywhere in the Family Martial Arts Training Field.
In the middle of the large martial arts training field, there was a commotion.
As time went on, the platform gradually filled with family higher-ups.
Competitions can be considered as the most famous events, and the majority of people in the family attend to watch the competition.
On the left side of the platform, there was a white-haired old man. Next to this white-haired old man, sat a beautiful woman.
The white-haired old man was Feng Bai, also known as the current Patriarch of the Family and the woman beside him was Feng Guan.
“Guan-Er, who do you think will win first place in this competition?” Feng Bai asked.
“Dad, I don't know, maybe we will get a surprise from this year's competition.” Feng Guan spoke and he secretly glanced at the distant Feng Yun and a sweet smile appeared on his face.
Unfortunately, Feng Yun's eyes were closed and he missed the opportunity to see Feng Guan looking at him with a charming smile.
Inside the Martial Arts Training Field, young men and women were discussing amongst themselves.
“Do you think the first place will change this time?”
“No way, Feng Yang has reached the top of the 8th layer of The Body Refining, no one can defeat him.”
“That's right, I also thought highly of Feng Yang.”
“Feng Yun defeated Feng Bing a few days ago, I wonder how far he can go?”
“Feng Yun, that trash? Even though he had defeated Feng Bing, it was just a coincidence.
“That's right, after all, trash is trash. It was too late for him to start cultivating.”
“I think Feng Yun will be beaten to death by Feng Yang, because he is the older brother of Feng Bing.”
“I also think so, Feng Yang is a cruel person and he will definitely try to kill Feng Yun in the competition.”
Of course, the focus of everyone's discussion was Feng Yang.
As for Feng Yun, no one had expected him to become the dark horse of this competition.
Feng Yun was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed waiting for the competition.
Time passed, bit by bit until finally, under the watchful eye of the audience, the competition was about to begin.
On the main platform, the fifth elder of the family observed and waved his hand for the crowd to calm down.
“Today is the day of our Feng family Competition. I'll announce the rules of the competition, I hope you all can show good results for the family.”
“Poin second, elimination stage used in competition. Everyone will pick a number to compete, and the first round will be over. The second half will continue like this.”
“At last, the top three will be appreciated by family”.
After hearing the rules of the competition, everyone was ready to make a move.
A moment later, the number was given. There were nearly a hundred young people in that family.
“Alright, Match starts... now!” Said the fifth elder.
As soon as the fifth elder finished speaking, the fourth layer of body refining cultivators stepped onto the stage. His opponent was also a cultivator of the same realm.
THE BANG!! THE BANG!! SWOOSH!
The two people instantly started fighting, and soon, the outcome of the battle was decided.
Because of the huge difference in strength between the cultivators. The speed of the match was very fast.
After about an hour, it was Feng Yun's turn. Opponent Feng Yun was a practitioner of the fifth layer of Body Refining, he was Feng Hong.
Feng Hong stepped on the platform and looked at Feng Yun with disdain, “You alone are going down or I will lower you myself?.”
“Kuharap kekuatanmu sekuat mulutmu.” Kata Feng Yun.
“Do you think I'm the same as Feng Bing? Admit to losing, otherwise I will kick you out.” Feng Hong looked seriously at Feng Yun.
“In your dream.” Feng Yun said while grinning.
“Come! let me see how good you are, I'll give you three chances!” Feng Hong said with an extremely confident face while pointing three fingers at Feng Yun.
Feng Yun tersenyum aneh, dan berkata sambil menyeringai, “Ini yang kamu katakan, oke? Jangan menyesalinya.”
Feng Yun's words made everyone on the field hear him because he spoke quite loudly and they couldn't help but laugh after hearing him.
No one believed that Feng Yun would be able to win.
Feng Hong secara alami berpikir bahwa Feng Yun takut dan dengan sengaja berbicara keras untuk keberanian. Dia segera menatapnya dengan jijik dan berkata. “Aku tidak akan menyesalinya, tentu saja, itu jika kamu bisa memaksaku mundur satu langkah dalam tiga trik, maka aku akan mengaku kalah!” Feng Hong berkata dengan keras, karena takut penonton tidak akan mendengarnya.
Feng Yun tersenyum dan berkata, “Yah, karena kamu tampaknya sudah siap, aku akan menyerang!”
Feng Hong stretched out his hand, pointed 2 fingers at Feng Yun and ridiculed him for coming. “Come here, let alone three attacks, even with thirty attacks you may not hurt me in the least.” Feng Hong was quite confident because the person in front of him was a well-known disabled person in the family.
“Then I come,” said Feng Yun as he walked slowly towards Feng Hong. He looked like he was walking leisurely in his backyard and would not fight at all..