As soon as Rong Jian returned to the Rong family, he rushed straight to the martial arts training ground, wanting to see if he was still qualified to participate in the family competition after missing a whole morning.
As a result, before he could rush over, he met several disciples from the side branches who were participating in the competition. He learned from them that the morning competition had ended and it was now halftime?
...This was the first time he knew that the Rong Family Competition gave the disciples time to rest. Hadn't it been continuous in previous years? Was it to save time and finish it early?
The rules of the competition are very simple. First, there will be an elimination round. Hundreds of family disciples, divided into groups of two, will go to the ring to fight. The loser will be eliminated and the winner will advance.
Until the last ten disciples are left, they will fight each other in pairs, and the ranking will be determined based on the number of wins.
Therefore, in the elimination rounds, if the number of players in the competition is odd, one player will receive a bye. Luck is also a part of strength, and that's fine.
And he just happened to get this spot? Hearing this news from several disciples, Rong Jian was completely confused. Could his luck be so good?
Although it is a bit unbelievable, it is true. Rong Jian entered the next round so easily. He doesn't need to participate in today's competition and can go tomorrow.
...I always feel that what happened today is not real enough, as if I were in a dream.
Rong Jian floated back to his own courtyard in a daze. He came back in a hurry to fight, but now that there was no fight, what should he do?
Before he could decide what to do, he saw several uninvited guests in the courtyard.
Rong Qi walked out of the room and shook his head at Rong Lirong, saying, "There's no one in the room."
"...Brother, why don't we go back? This is really not good." Rong Lihua pulled his brother's sleeve with a frightened look on his face.
"What's wrong with that?" Rong Qi glared at Rong Lihua, angrily. "Isn't it just relying on being a direct descendant? How dare you bribe the elders to get that bye spot? Can you have some shame?"
Rong Jian, who was standing outside the yard holding the little tiger, had a blank expression on his face. How come I didn’t know that I had bribed the elders?
Rong Lihua shrank his neck and said, "He's already had a bye. If we come to him, can we still snatch his spot away..."
"It doesn't matter whether we grab the spot or not. We're here to teach Rong Jian a lesson!" Rong Qi said hatefully, gritting his teeth.
He could never forget the scene of being taught a lesson by Rong Jian two months ago. If he had not been injured at that time, how could he not be able to beat a piece of trash?
Rong Qi was not convinced. He felt that if he had not been injured, Rong Jian would not be his opponent at all!
So, for more than two months, after recovering from his injuries, he practiced non-stop and finally broke through the fifth level of body forging. He was holding back his anger and was determined to teach Rong Jian a lesson in the competition!
The elders then told him that Rong Jian had a bye? Rong Qi didn't believe there wasn't some shady plot going on.
"Teach me a lesson? Ha..." Rong Jian sneered and strode in. "How are you going to teach me a lesson?"
Several young men looked at Rong Jian with different expressions. Except for Rong Lirong who had a calm face, and Rong Qi who suddenly ignited his fighting spirit, the others were more or less afraid.
It was obvious that the last illusion left a deep impression on them.
"Well, you really dare to come out!" Rong Qi turned his neck and stretched his muscles. "Since I can't meet you in the competition, I'll teach you a lesson now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint golden light rose from Rong Qi's arms, his whole body was filled with fighting spirit, and he rushed forward with a loud shout.
The little tiger in Rong Jian's arms saw this and his round eyes lit up with excitement. Playing around? He loved it the most! He flapped his four short legs and rushed forward, ready to rush out of Rong Jian's arms.
But Rong Jian was quick to grab her back.
Rong Jian used some strength in his hands and hugged it tightly, "Hey, stop it!"
Let the little ancestor go down... This is not a joke. If he gets hurt, he will be guilty of a serious crime.
As he spoke, Rong Jian turned sideways and kicked Rong Qi who was rushing towards him.
Rong Qi only felt a flash before his eyes, and then a huge force fell on him. He flew backwards uncontrollably, and with a "puff" sound, he spit out blood.
This scene happened so suddenly that even Rong Qi, the person involved, did not react, let alone the other teenagers who were watching.
Until Rong Qi fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"...Ah! Brother Qi!" Rong Lihua screamed, letting go of his brother's hand, ran over, and nervously supported him, "Brother Qi, how are you? Are you okay?"
Rong Qi was still a little confused at this time, or rather, he couldn't believe that Rong Jian could defeat him so cleanly.
Isn't Rong Jian a well-known loser? Doesn't he have no spiritual roots? Even if he was lucky enough to benefit from Miss Yu's kindness and was able to cultivate, he couldn't possibly become so powerful. This doesn't make sense!
Not only Rong Qi thought so, several other young men had the same idea.
Rong Lirong glanced at Rong Qi who was vomiting blood, his expression turned a little ugly, and he turned around and glared at Rong Jian.
Rong Qi was his little brother, and he was beaten in front of him. Isn't this just like stepping on his face? He doesn't take him seriously at all.
But the little tiger in Rong Jian's arms turned around and flapped its wings, and hit Rong Jian's face with a claw. Then, in Rong Jian's confused face, it opened its mouth and howled in grievance.
"Ahhh!" Why can you go play with others but not let me go? You are too much!
Rong Jian was helpless. The little tiger cub wanted to play, but the people in front of him didn't want to. What if something happened... He suddenly thought of the tiger cub's late first-stage cultivation and compared it with the people in front of him.
Perhaps what he should be worried about is that the tiger cub would use too much force and seriously injure the people in front of him?
Sure enough, we can’t let it out!
Thinking of this, Rong Jian put a little more strength on his arms. As for the tiger cub's claws slapping at him...
This soft fleshy feeling... Come, I'll give you my face, take any picture you want.
Rong Jian ignored the little tiger's angry look, with a smile on his face, and looked at the little tiger with a doting (perverted) look.
"Rong Jian!" Rong Lirong couldn't help but shout out.
What does this person think of them? Get it straight: they're here to cause trouble, not to watch you and your pet play! We're in a standoff now. Standoff, understand? Can you please show your opponent some respect?!
Rong Jian slowly turned his gaze towards the others, his expression unhappy. "...Why haven't you left yet?" You're disturbing my tiger-sucking, understand? You have no tact at all!
"You!" Rong Lirong felt like he was about to explode with anger. How could this person speak so naturally? Should they leave? The fight wasn't over yet!
"Hmph!" Rong Lirong snorted coldly, stomped his feet hard, and flew towards Rong Jian. What's the point of saying more nonsense? He wanted to use his strength to let Rong Jian know that there are some people who he can't mess with casually!
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