The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

Zhang Chentian was not surprised to see Zhang Chenqiu win. She was only 19 years old, but her cultivation had reached the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, while Zhang Yiting had just broken through the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

"Next group, number 72, Zhang Chen..."

……

As time went by, the competition entered a white-hot stage, and everyone was fully prepared to fight their own battles.

Although those who lost the game felt a little sad, they were not discouraged. Instead, they seriously reflected on their shortcomings and looked forward to their improvement in the next competition.

"Volunteer No. 12 Zhang versus Volunteer No. 10 Zhang!"

As soon as Zhang Yihao finished speaking, two handsome young men in Taoist robes appeared on the ring.

"Third Brother!"

The two people who came to the ring clasped their fists towards Zhang Yihao.

"Well, you all have to give it your all. The rewards for the top five are much better than those for the rest.

It will be of great benefit to your future cultivation, and the family also spent a great deal of money to obtain it from the Royal City Alchemist Guild."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yihao showed a hint of excitement on his face. It was obvious that the reward for the top five in the competition was also very attractive to him.

"must!"

After hearing this, the two people who had no intention of holding back became even more determined.

"Hahaha, forty-first brother, I'll take the fifth place in this competition!"

Zhang Yigong looked at Zhang Yajun and said with a smile, his face full of confidence.

He had absolute confidence in his own strength and believed that with his peak Qi Condensation cultivation, he would definitely be able to defeat Zhang Yajun.

Zhang Yijun's mouth curled up slightly, and a subtle cunning flashed in his eyes:

"That's not necessarily true, Brother Thirty-Six, don't underestimate me!"

His voice was deep and powerful, full of fighting spirit and determination.

Hearing this, Zhang Yigong was shocked, but soon regained his composure:

"Oh? Then let's see what's real with our hands!" After saying that, he held a long sword and attacked Zhang Yajun at an extremely fast speed.

The sword flashed coldly in the sunlight, as ferocious as a poisonous snake.

Facing Zhang Yigong's fierce attack, Zhang Yajun's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes revealed a determination.

He held the spear in both hands, with the tip pointing forward, like a lion ready to pounce.

"Well done!"

Zhang Yajun roared, and suddenly thrust out the spear in his hand, bringing with it a strong gust of wind, colliding with Zhang Yigong's sword.

The sound of metal collision was heard, and the two figures crossed each other in an instant.

Their movements are swift and agile, and each attack contains tremendous power.

Seeing the attacking sword, Zhang Yajun took a few steps back. Taking advantage of the impact, he waved his spear and rushed towards Zhang Yigong again like a whirlwind.

Zhang Yigong dodged sideways and then swung his sword to counterattack.

For a moment, the arena was filled with swords and guns, and the two men refused to give in to each other.

Everyone in the audience, whether they were members of the Zhang family or those who came to watch the game, had expressions of emotion on their faces.

"The talents of these two members of the Zhang family are comparable to the top genius of our clan, or even better!"

Looking at the two people fighting on the ring, a patriarch of a third-rank family in the audience sighed.

"Yes, with such a genius, ordinary forces would be very lucky to have one, and the Zhang family has several.

Alas, I'd better obey the orders from now on, otherwise, if the Zhang family destroys me, who will I turn to for justice? "

The person who spoke was Zhou Zhenyun, the patriarch of a third-grade family in Nanshui City and a powerful late-stage Ningyuan cultivator.

"Yes!"

People from other forces also expressed their deep agreement when they heard this.

"Dad, did I really do something wrong back then?"

Luo Qingshi looked at the Zhang family, which was full of powerful people and had great glory, with a look of regret on his face, and a sense of loss surged in his heart.

He turned to look at the old-looking Luo Tengyu beside him, hoping to get some comfort and guidance from his father.

"My child, you are right. As the head of a family, you must focus on the interests of the entire family. Sometimes, it is necessary to make difficult decisions."

Luo Tengyu understood his son's inner struggle. He patted Luo Qingshi's shoulder gently and spoke earnestly.

However, Luo Qingshi's expression was still lonely, as if he was suffocating under an invisible pressure.

"Dad... I really don't know what to do..."

Luo Qingshi lowered his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice. He felt that he had betrayed the Zhang family's trust in him.

Now that the Zhang family has risen and become the focus of everyone's attention, he can only stand aside silently, his heart filled with regret and self-blame.

"Remember! You are the clan leader! You were elected by the entire Luo family! Even if what you say is wrong, we will carry it out!"

Seeing his son so depressed, Luo Tengyu felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help but yell at him.

His eyes were firm and serious, as if he wanted to awaken Luo Qingshi's deep sense of responsibility in this way.

Luo Qingshi was startled by his father's sudden shout. He raised his head and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But as time went on, his eyes gradually became clear again, and his originally dim eyes glowed brightly again.

"Dad, I understand!"

Luo Qingshi took a deep breath, straightened his body, and a determined look appeared on his face.

He knew that as the head of the family, he had to take responsibility and not let his momentary emotions affect the future of the entire family.

"I understand. Although we didn't fully support the Zhang family at that time, we did do something for them, didn't we?

Besides, don't forget, we are still the Zhang family's in-laws, so what are you worried about?"

Luo Tengyu nodded with satisfaction and continued to encourage his son.

After hearing what Luo Tengyu said, Luo Qingshi smiled again.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Luo Tengyu stopped talking and focused on watching the match on the ring.

"Hahaha, not bad, forty-first brother, but that's all!"

Zhang Yigong looked at Zhang Yajun and smiled.

His whole body was filled with a powerful aura, and the spiritual power in his body was continuously gathering towards the sword in his hand.

"Mysterious Fire Sword Technique!"

Zhang Yigong shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand instantly emitted flames, turning into a huge flaming sword, attacking Zhang Yijun.

Wherever the giant sword passed, the air was burned and distorted, forming heat waves that spread out in all directions.

"What an amazing martial art! This martial art must be of the highest grade in the Xuan Rank!"

The people around were amazed when they saw Zhang Yigong use such powerful martial arts.

"My forty-first brother is in danger now..."

"But Brother Forty-One is no pushover either. He might have some tricks up his sleeve."

"Spiritual Feather Spear Technique!"

Seeing the giant flaming sword coming at him, Zhang Yajun's face was solemn, but a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

The aura around him radiated, and the Xiaocheng spear force was injected into the spear in his hand. The originally ordinary spear instantly became extremely sharp, flashing with cold light.

Then, Zhang Yajun thrust out his spear suddenly, colliding with the giant flaming sword.

boom!

The two collided with a loud noise that shook the entire training ground.

The flaming giant sword and the spear were deadlocked, and neither could move forward at all.

Zhang Chentian looked at the small spear aura emanating from Zhang Yijun, smiled, and thought to himself:

"It seems that Uncle Forty-One has a good talent for shooting!"

Just when the two were deadlocked on the ring, Zhang Yajun suddenly burst out with a gun force that was even more fierce than before.

"Great Spear Power!"

Zhang Chenwu opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

"What! The Great Spear Power!"

After hearing what Zhang Chenwu said, both the Zhang family and people from other forces were shocked.

"There's no mistake. Chen Wu's spear power has reached perfection. What he said can't be wrong."

Zhang Zongyu said with a smile.

"Hahaha, this volunteer is really good at hiding things. I'm afraid the volunteers will lose this time~"

Zhang Zongyan stroked his beard and laughed.

"How is this possible? You actually cultivated your spear power to the great perfection realm?"

The volunteer looked at Zhang Yajun in astonishment.