Seeing that he had realized the problem and was silently squatting in the corner wiping his tears, Ye Lan stopped talking and said nothing more.
The original intention of bringing him to Xuanzong this time was to hone his mind and straighten out the thoughts that had gone astray on the mysterious island, so as to avoid any trouble in Beidou Sect in the future.
Soon, the second match began on the competition field, this time it was a match between a man and a woman.
The strength of both teams was even stronger than in the previous round, and in the end the girl won thanks to her quick reaction and clever tactics.
Several elders in the stands were very pleased with her and even asked for her name.
The girl cupped her hands, her eyes filled with arrogance as she said, "My name is Fang Hanxue."
"Fang family?" Lian Cheng on the left suddenly turned his gaze, looked her over, and said with a smile, "You've grown up so much. I've been to your house before and seen you practice boxing. You're quite determined."
Upon hearing this, Fang Hanxue also glanced over. Seeing Lian Cheng's handsome, overly youthful face, she tried to recall for a long time before hesitatingly asking, "Did you praise me for looking like the previous clan leader, Uncle Lian, when we were little?"
She originally wanted more precise information, because the other person looked to be only in his twenties, about the same age as her, and looked exactly like she remembered from her childhood.
However, as soon as the words came out, the field suddenly fell into silence.
She realized belatedly that she had mentioned the deceased's name. Just as she was about to apologize, she heard the female elder sitting in the center seat say, "The next clan leader has not yet been chosen, so the current clan leader of Xuanzong is still in office."
The other party's tone was a little cold, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about the word "ex".
Fang Hanxue frowned, thinking that a great sect elder couldn't face life and death directly. It seemed childish to act so emotionally, so he apologized in a less respectful manner, only raising his hand slightly. "Sorry, I'll pay more attention next time."
After saying that, he left the scene on his own.
Liancheng, who was standing next to him, tried to smooth things over and winked at his senior sister.
"That's all in the past. She didn't mean it. I just thought she was talented and said it casually..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was glared at by his senior sister.
"Telling you anything will only hurt you."
Liancheng: “…”
Senior sister has been surfing pretty fast recently.
Under the pressure of level, he had no choice but to shut up.
Nan Xu didn't mean to make things difficult for a candidate, but the tragic scene a few months ago was still vivid in her mind. The word "clan leader" was still a thorn in her heart. Moreover, after receiving the prophecy from the computer in the clan leader's room last month, they had unanimously decided to postpone the selection of the next clan leader.
Somewhere in the dark, they still have a glimmer of hope.
After all, that person is a genius that appears once in a thousand years. They have watched each other grow up since childhood and have gradually been impressed by her unfathomable abilities. It is really hard to believe that the other party would die so easily in a riot.
However, after Fang Hanxue said that, the elders all paid more or less attention to her.
I have to say, the more I look at her, the more similar she is. She has the same cold and arrogant defiance, the noble aura of a distinguished family, and a beautiful face...
"The talent is indeed good." One elder softened his heart after watching her, and gave Fang Hanxue a few more points as if he had a little bit of a fledgling complex.
Xiao Yunting had also heard of the deeds of this legendary genius patriarch of Xuanzong. Because of the Medical Immortal, he later collected information and got a general idea of what this patriarch looked like from bits and pieces of information from various sources.
But at this moment, he didn't even glance at Fang Hanxue, but looked at Ye Lan who was standing in the shadow of the eaves in the corner.
The girl doesn't seem to like pretty skirts. She always wears comfortable loose cotton and linen fabrics. The colors are originally simple and rustic, but when she wears them, they look elegant and graceful.
She just stood there quietly, but she had a calm and detached temperament that set her apart from the people around her, making her very unique.
If there really is a genius that appears once in a thousand years, he would prefer the low-key and calm aura of a girl rather than a proud young lady from a noble family.
"The next competitor is Wu Heng."
The elder on the right holding the registration book finally called out Wu Heng's name. He was facing another young man of the opposite age.
Because of Xiao Yunting, everyone paid more attention to Wu Heng who was on the stage.
When they returned to the imperial capital yesterday, Wu Heng and the other two had nothing. They didn't even have a change of clothes to take a shower, so Ye Lan had someone from the Qiao family branch deliver their clothes.
Although the style is not outstanding, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the price is high just by looking at the fabric.
Seeing this, several elders were even more certain that he had entered through the back door, and they couldn't help but feel a little unconcerned.
Anyway, it is impossible to let the game go. Even if the emperor comes, you have to go home obediently if you lose.
While thinking this, Wu Heng had already rushed forward on the field.
Bang bang bang.
He was very fast and his movements were almost brutal. There was no pattern to his movements, but each one was deadly.
"Huh."
One elder was immediately drawn to him. The more he watched, the more he felt something was amiss. He couldn't help but whisper to the people around him, "Why does this kid's technique look so much like someone catching wild animals in the mountains? Many of his attacks seem to imitate animals. This shouldn't be right."
Children born in wealthy families like this all have a life of luxury and rarely encounter bumps and bruises, let alone learning to fight with movements.
But Wu Heng was like a wolf cub that grew up in the mountains, with a wildness all over his body.
The two sides fought for less than two minutes before the young man was defeated.
Wu Heng didn't even use his internal energy.
Such a result shocked the elders on the stage, and they looked at him with more seriousness.
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