Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

C34 Competition



C34 Competition

Yang Xuan's eyes fell upon these two men. However, when he recalled that they were at most at the First Stage, he immediately lost interest in them.    

    

Currently, he was already at the Late Second Stage. It was hard for him to gain anything by watching this battle. After all, he had already gained a lot of knowledge from Old City Lord's book.    

    

The book was very detailed, and it even made him wonder if Old City Lord had prepared that book specifically for him.    

    

It could be said that his current understanding of Immortality Path came from this book.    

    

However, although he wasn't interested in the battle between First Stage warriors, everyone was paying attention to the competition, so he could only watch the competition.    

    

Following the judge's order, the four groups of people who were confronting each other began to move at the same time.    

    

Yang Xuan turned his eyes to Yang Ahjiao. Recently, he had gained a lot of information about his family. He knew that Yang Ahjiao's talent was not bad, and she was valued by many elders.    

    

Her movement technique was average, and her speed was not considered fast. However, her movement technique gave people a gentle feeling, as if it was a ribbon fluttering in the wind.    

    

In her hand, a wooden sword was unpredictable.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at them and his eyes lit up.    

    

Although Yang Ahjiao's speed was not fast, her gentle movement technique made people unable to see where she was going to attack.    

    

However, the Yang Menglan opposite her was not simple either.    

    

Compared to Yang Ahjiao's gentleness, her style was much more masculine.    

    

In Yang Menglan's hand was also a wooden sword. Her entire body rushed forward. The wooden sword went straight forward and pierced towards the wind.    

    

The two distinct styles collided. Everyone's eyes were drawn over.    

    

Yang Xuan's interest was also aroused. Only then did he seriously watch the competition between the two of them.    

    

Yang Ahjiao let out a loud shout, and the wooden sword in her hand began to dance faster. A wave of Spirit Aura fluctuation slowly spread out.    

    

Most of the people from the Yang family had a cultivation base, so they were naturally able to sense the fluctuation of the Spirit Aura. Some of the older generation who had a higher cultivation base spoke of Yang Ahjiao's cultivation base.    

    

"She's at the Late First Stage, it seems like she's almost at the perfect stage."    

    

"That's right. Not only does Ahjiao have amazing talent, she is also very hardworking."    

    

Their voices were not deliberately lowered. Many of the young men beside them heard what they said, and their eyes were filled with envy.    

    

She was a late First Stage, and she was already a strong contender for the top five spots.    

    

Sure enough, when Yang Menglan's wooden sword collided with Yang Ahjiao's wooden sword, Yang Menglan immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.    

    

Yang Menglan was shocked, and she quickly steadied herself. She exerted a little force on her waist and her entire body was immediately thrown back, even the wooden sword flew out of her hand.    

    

After that, her right foot kicked towards Yang Ahjiao's wrist, which was holding the sword.    

    

Yang Ahjiao coldly snorted and did not have any intention of dodging. Her wrist moved and the hilt of the sword immediately fell down.    

    

The two collided once again.    

    

Yang Xuan shook his head and shifted his gaze away.    

    

Yang Ahjiao was a small realm higher than Yang Menglan, so she would not lose in this direct confrontation. If Yang Menglan wanted to win, he could only rely on some unexpected methods. However, she did not seem to understand the gap between her and Yang Ahjiao.    

    

Sure enough, after a while, a sound was heard from the arena. When Yang Xuan looked at the arena again, there was already a wooden sword on Yang Menglan's neck.    

    

"Yang Ahjiao wins."    

    

In the first round, other than Yang Ahjiao's group, the other three groups were all about the same level of strength. Although they were locked in a fight, it was very difficult to arouse the interest of the crowd.    

    

Under the lead of the elders, the winner went to an isolated resting area to recover his strength. They were prepared to welcome the next match, and the loser sat in the audience seats.    

    

The person in charge of reporting looked at the crowd below the field. He signaled for everyone to quiet down, and then he took out the notebook to record numbers.    

    

"The second match, Zone One. Yang Feng against Yang Gaang. Zone Two. Yang Hai against Yang Hua. Zone Three against Yang Shengguan."    

    

After Yang Xuan heard his name, he tidied his clothes, and then walked into the room.    

    

"You are wearing tattered clothes. Do you really think you are amazing?" In the audience stands, Yang Xiao, who had been paying attention to his actions, mocked him.    

    

"That's right. When he's beaten to the point of looking for his teeth on the ground, let's see if he can still be so calm."    

    

"I think he just wants to get attention. Even if he really has the ability, he can't beat Shengguan."    

    

The two people on the side looked at the scene and discussed.    

    

However, Yang Xiao's expression didn't improve because of this.    

    

He was very clear about Yang Xuan's strength. He should have already reached the late First Stage, and Yang Shengguan wouldn't be able to do anything to him.    

    

"Consider yourself lucky that you didn't meet me. I hope you can keep your luck."    

    

"Elder brother, please show mercy."    

    

Yang Xuan walked to the third sector and looked at the mature men in front of him. He bowed slightly and said with a serious expression.    

    

Yang Shengguan's status in the Yang family was average. He didn't have any outstanding talent, and he didn't have a strong backer, but he had reached the Mid First Stage with his efforts. He was only a stage away from the Late First Stage.    

    

In the past, he wasn't interested in Yang Xuan. Although he didn't hate him, he still looked down on him. It wasn't until Yang Xuan's status in the Yang family had gradually risen that he began to understand him.    

    

Now that he saw Yang Xuan being so polite, he had a good impression of him. He nodded slightly.    

    

"The competition begins."    

    

In the middle of the field, the referee shouted when he saw that everyone was ready.    

    

Yang Xuan was holding the wooden sword that his elder had given him before he went on stage. He looked at Yang Shengguan with a serious expression. In the next moment, he rushed towards Yang Shengguan.    

    


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