C11 (1/2)
On the day of the Family Small Competition, in the Liu Family's outer court Martial Arts Practice Field.
The gentle spring breeze blew on his body, making him feel very serene and comfortable. Today was a golden age for the Liu Family. Other than the Liu Family's direct line of descent, some of the other branches and family members also sent people to participate in the selection of the number one person in the younger generation of the Liu Family.
In the middle of the Martial Arts Practice Field, a tall stage over a hundred meters square was erected. On the high platform, there was a large banner fluttering in the wind with a green word embroidered on it.
On both sides of the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, there were over a hundred spectators.
The patriarch of the Liu Family, Liu Zongyi, was wearing a dark green robe. He sat on the Patriarch's seat with a dark expression. On the side. Liu Zongli, Liu Zongzhi, and the two of them chatted and laughed as they sat on chairs on both sides of the hall.
The Liu Family's young disciples represented the character Liu Wuzhi. However, at this moment, he was wearing a long robe which covered every part of his body except his eyes, making it impossible for people to see his true face.
As for Liu Wuwu and Liu Wujing, they were like eggplants that had been frozen. They stood dispiritedly by the side. Liu Wuhen, who was recognized as a good-for-nothing young master by the Liu Family, was standing next to Liu Shuang'er, laughing and chatting with her. Mrs Liu stood behind the two of them, giggling from time to time.
”The auspicious hour has arrived. Silence.” An old man who looked like a manager looked at the scorching sun above his head. He lightly cleared his throat and said, ”It's just noon. The Family Competition, officially begins …”
As the old steward's voice faded, the previously noisy Martial Arts Practice Grounds instantly became deathly silent. The disciples from the other branches and the other subordinate families all had faces full of anticipation. They excitedly looked toward the direct line of descent of the main clan, where the young disciples were gathered.
”Disciples of the clan, enter the stage!”
Upon hearing the old steward's shout, Wu Hen smiled and waved to Liu Shuang'er and Mrs Liu, then walked towards the martial ring at a moderate pace.
”Eh, look, look, who is that person?”
”Damn, you don't even know him? ”He was the former genius of the Liu Family, Liu Wuhen. However, this guy failed to awaken his Martial Spirit. He has now become a waste of the abandoned son.”
”Haha, what is this trash up to?” Is he going to perform acrobatics for us!? ”
”Hehe, the four great young masters of the Liu Family are all warriors of the Innate Soul Realm. This trash can't even awaken his martial spirit, could it be that he's going to be the host today? ”
”Yi, weirdly, why can't I see Young Master Wuqiong's figure?” Could it be that Young Master Dui has gone into seclusion to cultivate? ”
In the surroundings of the Martial Arts Practice Field, the branches of the Liu Family and the other subordinate families were all surprised to see Wu Hen on the Martial Arts Practice Grounds. They started to talk among themselves.
”Shuang'er, is Scar going to be okay?” Mrs Liu's face was full of worry, holding Liu Shuang'er's hand, her eyes never left the body of Wu Hen who was ascending the stage.
”Aunt, don't worry. Brother Wu Hen can already start his training, I believe he will definitely be fine! Besides, even if Brother Wu Hen can't beat those guys, he'll just admit defeat. This is the Family Competition, so they wouldn't dare to do anything to Brother Wu Hen in front of so many people! Liu Shuang'er mischievously blinked her eyes and half-jokingly comforted Mrs Liu.
”Oh, let's hope so! Ever since Zong Ren went missing, it's been really tough on you! ” Hearing Liu Shuang'er's words, Mrs Liu's expression became much better. However, he was still worried, afraid that the Formless Blade on the stage would be hurt.
”Wuzhi, Wu-Shuang, Wu-Shuang, why are all of you still standing there foolishly? Hurry up and get on the stage!” Liu Zong Li's face was filled with suspicions, he stared at the three youths in front of him and waved his hand, urging them to hurry up.
”Eh, Patriarch, where is Wuliang?” To one side, Liu Zongzhi looked around for a while, before his gaze finally landed on the Patriarch Liu Zongyi as if he was inquiring.
”Whew.” The patriarch of the Liu Family, Liu Zongyi, heaved a huge sigh of relief. He turned a deaf ear to Liu Zongzhi's question. His sharp gaze swept across Wu Hen, who was standing on the stage, and his ashen face turned even more gloomy.
Tap, tap, tap …
The sound of footsteps rang out. Liu Wuzhi, Liu Wuyu, and Liu Wujing, all three of them had troubled expressions on their faces. With hesitation, they walked towards the ring.
”Cough cough, everyone be quiet.” The old steward leaped up and jumped onto the stage. He released his early stage Soul Transformation cultivation from his entire body, and his deep voice spread throughout the entire outer court. The steward released a powerful aura that instantly silenced the entire martial ring.
”All the participants from our family are ready. Is there any disciple from the branch family that is willing to challenge us?” The old steward glanced around at the surrounding members of the major branch families. There was still no sound of any other branch family under the stage. Not a single one of the branch disciples dared to make a sound. After all, most of the disciples from the branch families lacked cultivation resources. At the very most, some of the most outstanding disciples would be able to cultivate and become Hou Tian warriors. However, he was only a master of the Houtian realm, not even at the great circle of Houtian realm. Not to mention challenging Liu Wuzhi and the others, even Liu Wuhen, who was once a piece of trash, did not have the strength to fight back. Now, they no longer had the courage to go up on the stage to challenge the Liu Family's Innate Soul Realm warriors.
”Hehe, since none of the branch families will fight, then the final candidate to represent the Liu Family in the fight between the three big families will be chosen from the four young masters on the stage!” Seeing that no one from any of the branches was going to fight, the old steward nodded his head in satisfaction.
”The battles without rules begin, until one victor is born!” Soon after, the old steward clasped his hands at the four people on the stage and retreated to the foot of the stage.