Unparalleled Crazy Young System

"Your Zhuge family is still like this, do whatever you want." Dongfang Yan said while looking at Zhuge Yu.

Zhuge Yu was not angry because the younger generation of his family abandoned the game.

"Three thousand avenues, everyone has his own way."

In this way, Su Xiaoxiao won without fighting.

On the other side, Hong Weiwei defeated her opponent, so she would fight Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Hong Weiwei. Hong Weiwei was obviously very tired at the moment, and she was injured in many places.

"The battle begins."

At the referee's announcement, the battle began.

Fist shadow, whip shadow.

The final result was actually doomed. Su Xiaoxiao defeated Hong Weiwei and advanced to the top ten.

"The list of the top ten is all released, and the family martial art represented by the ten contestants in the top ten will increase by five points."

In the words of the old man, the electronic screen next to him changed.

Dongfangjia is still far ahead.

The two top ten contestants of the Yang family received extra points and the current points are 50 points.

The Wanjia Welfare Institute also has two top ten contestants who scored 10 points, and the current points are 37 points.

The difference between the two is 13 points, although there is a big gap.

But Yang Zhong is a bit fidgeting now.

That Xiaoyan was a time bomb, and he originally thought that Yang Shaofeng could defeat Su Xiaoxiao, so that he could widen the points gap.

However, he never expected that Yang Shaofeng would capsize in the gutter at this time.

That bet, there are many more variables at this moment.

"Everyone, please take a break, the top ten competition will start in an hour. During this time, everyone can enjoy dinner in advance." The old man said.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the winter night came very early, and at this moment the red sunset appeared in the sky.

The staff entered the battlefield after finishing the field.

"I have left for a while beforehand." Yang Zhong stood up, said and left.

Ye Hao looked at this Patriarch Yang with deep meaning.

Yang Zhong walked into a commercial vehicle, in which Yang Xiaolian and Yang Ruofei were sitting in it.

"Patriarch." Yang Xiaolian and Yang Ruofei shouted.

"How is your condition recovering?" Yang Zhong asked.

"The previous battles were very easy. We are in a very good state." Yang Ruofei said.

Yang Zhong nodded, he looked at them seriously.

"You know in the previous battle. But among the top ten, these little moves are impossible. After all, your enemies will be the heirs of those big families."

Yang Xiaolian nodded.

They know very well in the battle that their enemies will always deliberately expose their weaknesses to them every time and deliberately lose to them.

Needless to say, everyone knows the reason for this. It must be Yang Zhong's promise to those people's family conditions.

"This competition is very important to our Yang family. We don't care about the ranking, but it must be above the Wanjia Welfare Institute, you know!" Yang Zhong solemnly ordered.

Yang Xiaolian clenched her fists: "Don't worry, we will go all out."

"If Fei I am not worried, he is in the middle stage of the refining stage, and he has a chance to face those people. But after a month of special training, Xiaolian, you barely reached the late stage of the stage of refining, I am worried..." What worries about is Yang Xiaolian.

Yang Xiaolian's face turned dark, she bit her lip.

"Ruofei. Take this and replace your current weapon." Yang Zhong took out a long box and handed it to Yang Ruofei.

After Yang Ruofei opened it, there was a long spear inside. The standard was similar to the Yang's gun, but it was obviously different from the ordinary Yang's gun.

"This is a soldier-level Yang family gun. There are only ten weapons like this in our Yang family. This time I hope you can rely on this weapon to achieve good results in the competition. No matter what, you must enter the fifth. Strong!"

Yang Zhong encouraged: "When the time comes, I can make an exception and give you this soldier-level Yang family gun!"

"Yes! Patriarch rest assured, Ruofei will go all out!" Yang Ruofei said firmly.

"Well, you go down first. I have something to say with Xiaolian."

"Yes."

Excited Yang Ruofei got out of the car with his new weapon.

Yang Zhong closed the door and put the same box in front of Yang Xiaolian.

"I will give you the same weapon. But there is another thing here."

Yang Zhong took out a jet-black pill and placed it in Yang Xiaolian's hand.

"This is an elixir. After taking it, it will improve your strength in a short time. Before you play, you put this pill in your teeth. Don't worry, this pill has a shell to protect it. It won't melt when exposed to water. Row."

"If you encounter a strong enemy in the top ten battle, you know."

Yang Xiaolian looked at the elixir in her hand, her eyes flashed with surprise, she held the pill tightly.

"Yes, uncle... Patriarch."

The excited Yang Xiaolian even called Uncle Yang Zhong directly.

"Okay, go ahead."

Yang Xiaolian went down with the pills and her own combat weapons, and she didn't notice the strangeness in Yang Zhong's eyes behind her.

That elixir has a great effect and can improve a person's strength in a short time.

But there are also big side effects. The side effect is that the meridians of the person taking it are damaged.

If Yang Xiaolian took this pill, it meant that her future martial arts would be over.

"Xiao Lian, don't blame Uncle. This is for the Yang family." The guilt in Yang Zhong's eyes flashed, and when he got out of the car, the expression on his face remained as usual.

Yang Zhong returned to the bus stand.

At this time, the top ten contest is about to begin.

Under the arrangement of the old man, ten young talents from various major families appeared on the scene, each carrying a weapon.

"Patriarch Yang is okay. One shot is two soldiers-level Yang's spears." Team leader Huang glanced at the combat-soldier Yang's spears in the hands of Yang Xiaolian and Yang Ruofei.

Yang Zhong said in a cold voice: "Others can take out war weapons, but our Yang family can't use them, don't let others think that our Yang family has no foundation."

"Hahaha. This competition is getting more and more interesting." Dongfang Yan smiled and eased the atmosphere that was hiding the smell of gunpowder.

"Now we will draw lots to choose opponents for battle. Ten contestants are invited to draw lots in turn. The opponent who draws the same letter is the opponent."

The old man took a wooden barrel box and walked in front of the ten contestants, asking them to draw a note from it.

Then ten people opened their own notes in turn.

The old man announced the result of the draw.

"Group A: Yang Ruofei vs. Dongfang Jiaojiao."

"Group B: Sun Hui, the parents of the eldest grandson, vs. Dongfang Zhan."

"Group C: Dongfang Hongwu vs. Kaiwen Hong Kong."

"Group D: Xiaoyan from Wanjia Welfare Institute vs. Fangyuan from Nangong Family."

"Group E: Wanjia Welfare Institute Su Xiaoxiao vs. Yang Family Yang Xiaolian."