Entering The Immortal Family, The Wife Is Actually The Reincarnation Of The Empress

Just as he was thinking, there was a loud noise from the other side of the arena.

"The Wang family has arrived!"

"Look, it's the Divine Child of the Wang family!"

As soon as the Wang family of Qingjiang City arrived, the entire martial arts arena was in an uproar!

The noisy voice also woke up Su Jue, she got up and looked towards the opposite side.

I saw that there was also a group of majestic monks on the opposite side, standing at the other end of the competition field, and the surrounding monks gave way to them one after another.

"Is this the Wang family?" Su Jue looked across and asked Song Chunyang beside him.

"That's right, this is the Wang family." Song Chunyang stared at the other party and said slowly.

Judging from the scene, the influence of the Wang family seems to be the greatest in this competition in Qingjiang City.

"The young monk in red is the Divine Child of the Wang family, Wang Ziyao."

"The people around him seem to be from the Fire God Palace..."

Su Jue looked to the other side, and sure enough, there were two monks who were dressed differently from the others.

The style of these two people's clothing is similar to that of Wang Ziyao, they are all red clothes, and they are arrogant, even worse than Ye Huaizhen.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huaizhen frowned slightly.

"Uncle Zhao Shuang, is this someone from Fire God Palace?" Ye Huaizhen asked uncertainly.

"That's right, those two monks in red are from the Vulcan Palace." Zhao Shuang nodded.

Although the Ye family is also famous in the upper world, it is still inferior to the Fire God Palace.

Ye Huaizhen looked at the members of the Wang family, feeling a little uncertain.

Before he came, he really didn't know that the Wang family had such a talented disciple who actually joined the Fire God Palace.

"Fortunately, I'm not the one participating in the Qingjiang City Competition for the Song family this time."

Thinking about it, Ye Huaizhen had already looked at Su Jue.

"I really want to see how many rounds this guy can survive in the hands of this Wang Ziyao!" Ye Huaizhen had a sneer on his face.

All participating families in Qingjiang City have arrived, and the Qingjiang City Competition has officially begun.

The rules of the competition are very simple, that is, whoever thinks he can do it can go to the ring and defend, and then others will challenge him.

In the end, no one dared to continue going up. The family of that disciple was the first in the competition in Qingjiang City.

Among the Wang family, a slightly older middle-aged monk said: "Ziyao, are you going up now, or are you going to take a look at the excitement first?"

He is the head of the Wang family and the father of Wang Ziyao.

"Dad, I want to see the excitement first."

"I haven't been back to Qingjiang City for almost a hundred years. I don't know what the current situation is like." Wang Ziyao nodded.

"Okay, let's see first what experts the other families will send." The head of the Wang family nodded.

Soon, the first monk came up on the competition ground.

"My dear Li Huanghe, please give me some advice!"

This monk was dressed in black, had a very strong figure, and looked very majestic.

"The Li family has also been very prosperous in recent years, but this Li Huanghe is not the Divine Child of the Li family. He is probably here to explore the way."

Before going to the competition arena, there is another process, which is to measure the bone age.

All monks participating in the Qingjiang City Competition must have a bone age of less than 250 years.

"Bone age is two hundred and twenty-seven years!"

"The bone age is 227 years. He should be a monk in the early or middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"I don't know which family will be the first to challenge."

"I come!"

"I am Yang Shaoxian of the Yang family, here to give me some advice!"

There was only an angry shout from the field, and another monk appeared on the stage.

This cultivator held a long knife in one hand, and his aura was not inferior to that of Li Huanghe.

"Bone age is two hundred and thirty-one years!"

"It seems that these two people should be evenly matched!"

"It's something to watch." Song Chunyang explained from the side, while Su Jue was a little dazed.

"Ah? Is this the beginning?" Before Su Jue could react, the defenders and attackers had already entered the stage.

"That's right, there are not too many rules in the competition in Qingjiang City. When all the families arrive, it will officially begin."

"That's it."

"I thought there would be an opening ceremony or something." Su Jue suddenly realized.

Su Jue originally wanted to be the first to go up, so as to end the competition early.

It seems that we can only wait until the second one.

On the court, the two fought back and forth.

This Li Huanghe cultivated foreign martial arts, he swung his iron fists vigorously, his aura was just like his name, he was advancing bravely from the beginning to the end.

And the other Yang Shaoxian from the Yang family kept retreating, but he was not at a disadvantage, like a poisonous snake, ready to fight back at any time.

The monks off the court watched with relish, but for the Divine Child of those big families, this competition was nothing to watch.

In the eyes of these people, the competition between the two on the field is like a play.

"Ziyao, are all the monks in Qingjiang City at this level?"

Next to Wang Ziyao, a monk with reddish hair frowned and said.

"Master doesn't know something. In this grand competition in Qingjiang City, the powerful monks and Divine Child from each family will not be the first to compete."

"They will wait until the end of the competition before starting to take the field to prevent the wheel battle from consuming their physical strength." Wang Ziyao explained.

The rules of the Qingjiang City Competition are simple, but unfair.

The monks who guard the arena must accept the challenges of all family monks.

If someone were to play a wheel battle, they would be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, most families will choose to let the weaker disciples go first, and then the strongest Divine Child will appear on the field after the competition is almost complete.

"That's really a lot of effort." The red-haired monk frowned, and then said: "After this, Ziyao, you can go straight to the field."

"It's really a grind to keep comparing like this."

"Hurry up and end the battle. Let's hurry back to the Fire Temple. Don't waste time on such boring things."

"You should be confident, right?"

The red-haired monk spoke, and Wang Ziyao nodded and said: "Don't worry, Master, these people combined are no match for me."

Wang Ziyao was full of confidence and looked at the monks on the field with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Initiation, wait until you are the first one to come on stage and go check out the situation first."

In the Song family, Song Yongxiu made arrangements.

Song Yinxin is the weakest among the three, so he should be the first to play.

In the second one, Song Yongxiu is going to arrange for Su Jue to play.

In his opinion, Su Jue is just a little stronger than the average monk, and he has never really seen Su Jue's strength.

In contrast, he still believed in his younger brother Song Zhentao more.

As arrangements were being made, the game on the field was over.

Yang Shaoxian relied on his sharp reflexes to directly kill Li Huanghe who was attacking fiercely, defeating the enemy with one blow!

"Ziyao, get ready to play." The red-haired monk said.

"Yes, Master!"

Wang Ziyao nodded and was about to enter the arena to attack, but he saw another figure, who had already entered the arena at a faster speed!