Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

The competition was held in the largest arena in the capital.

Surrounding the arena are tall stands and boxes. In the center of the arena is a large arena with a diameter of 200 meters.

Today, not only people from the four major families were present, but also people from various forces in Fengyu Country and even some forces from other countries came to watch the game.

Under the arrangement of Emperor Xuanyuan Chong, Sect Leader Yin and the three elders of Qingling Peak walked into the largest box in the arena.

"Master Yin, please take a seat." The high and mighty old emperor, facing Yin Chunbai, nodded and bowed, wishing he could bury himself in the dust.

No one knew how frightened Xuanyuan Chong was.

As the ruler of Fengyu Kingdom and one of the six great war kings of Fengyu Kingdom, he could have looked down on anyone, but when he saw Yin Chunbai for the first time, he knew that the person in front of him could overthrow the entire dynasty with one hand.

Two months ago, Sect Leader Yin was just a newly promoted War King. Two months later, he had already surpassed the peak of War King.

He is a War Saint! And a peak War Saint!

No one knew what kind of miracle he had experienced. Xuanyuan Chong even suspected that Qingling Peak had suddenly received support from an ancient hidden clan, which was why Yin Chunbai's strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

So envious and jealous!

Xuanyuan Chong secretly gritted his teeth in hatred. Why did he have to be the emperor? There were so many things to do, and he was so busy every day that he had no time to practice.

He also wanted to meet a hidden powerful person, get some guidance and luck, and then with a wave of his hand, become someone who could subvert the continent.

That's really cool.

At this moment, Sect Leader Yin looked at the crowd below with sharp eyes.

He came here to look for his senior friends.

Thanks to the raisins and eggs from the senior, the strength of Qingling Peak has increased significantly.

But as the raisins and eggs were consumed, their strength stagnated.

After becoming war saints, their horizons became broader. The frogs in the well before were now exposed to a wider world.

It turns out that there is another continent above the continent.

Beyond this heaven, there is a second heaven.

Whether it is the War Sect or the War King, they are just mayflies in this world, people from a higher realm, and fish on the chopping board.

After the War Saint realm comes the War God realm.

This continent does not tolerate divinity. After becoming a god, one must ascend to the second heaven.

But in the second heaven, everyone is a god.

Everything starts from scratch again.

Although Yin Chunbai stood at the top of the continent, he felt despair.

He really wanted to ask his senior friends, what is the meaning of cultivation? Is there an end to cultivation?

Should he ascend? If so, what should Qingling Peak do?

He looked anxiously at the children of the four major families who were entering one after another, but he still didn't see the figure of his senior friend.

Xuanyuan Chong had been watching the expression on Sect Leader Yin's face.

He asked tentatively, "Master Yin, are you looking for someone?"

"Yeah." Yin Chunbai answered absentmindedly.

There are too many people here. If he wasn't afraid of scaring the Qin family, he would have gone directly to the Qin family to look for them.

Xuanyuan Chong's mind moved, it seemed that the rumors were true.

Qingling Peak really wants to recruit disciples!

I don’t know whether he will accept the royal child.

Ji Wu is talented in casting tools, and he originally wanted to use her to win over Qin Zhengjiao, but now?

Qin Zhengjiao is no match for Qingling Peak!

As long as Ji Wu wins the favor of Sect Leader Yin, his Xuanyuan royal family will also rise in status, and no one from other countries on the continent will dare to bully them anymore.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked in the direction of the Qin family. Ji Wu had been staying at the Qin family these days, so he must have appeared with the ninth elder of the Qin family.

As soon as he saw it, he frowned.

He pointed over there and asked the guard beside him: "Is that the Qin family?"

Guard: "That's right."

Xuanyuan Chong felt his eyes go dark.

The Qin family members, each carrying a hoe and a shovel...

If they weren't wearing the Qin family's clothes, I would have thought they were peasants from somewhere who had sneaked in!

"Make way, make way! The elders are coming!" The Qin family members became agitated and made way.

The leader was the ninth elder, Qin Zhengjiao, who appeared happily dancing the yangge, carrying a pair of dung buckets on his shoulders.

"Dung...bucket..."

Xuanyuan Chong’s eyes went darker and darker.

Is this the son-in-law he has his eyes on?

No way, no way, Ji Wu wouldn't really be in a relationship with him, right?

Could it be that his son-in-law is really this dung picker?

When people mention the Xuanyuan royal family in the future, they won’t think of shit, right?

Xuanyuan Chong almost vomited blood.

This is unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable!

He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Fortunately, Ji Wu was not around Qin Zhengjiao. Xuanyuan Chong breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Sect Leader Yin suddenly stood up, his eyes full of excitement.

It’s the senior friend, the senior friend is here!

Xuanyuan Chong followed his gaze and saw a sloppy-looking girl with a red mole between her eyebrows walking in, hugging a large quilt and yawning.

A pretty head popped out from under the big quilt. Wasn't it Ji Wu?

But...what is Ji Wu wearing?

Why are you wearing a tiger-head hat?

Why are you still sucking your thumb?

Xuanyuan Chong thought to himself that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he saw Sect Leader Yin looking at the big quilt in astonishment.

Pointing over: "Who is that?"

Who is it, who is so lucky to be embraced by this senior?

who is it!

Xuanyuan Chong’s eyes went dark again and again.

It’s over, it’s over, Ji Wu’s perfect image of elegance and capability is over.

He didn't dare to disobey Master Yin's words, let alone lie.

My head was lowered like a quail. I have never felt so inferior in my life.

"It's my daughter, Princess Ji Wu."

Sect Leader Yin looked at him and gritted his teeth: "Haha."

Reaching out and patting his shoulder: "Brother Xuanyuan, you are so lucky."

Xuanyuan Chong shuddered.

Good, good fortune?

Master Yin, are you really praising me?

Soon, people from the four major families entered the arena, and the entire arena became lively.

The first competition to start is the youth competition.

In the youth competition, different families will draw lots randomly and compete in one-on-one matches. The huge arena can hold four groups of competitions at the same time.

Qin Jiyu, Qin Xiaorong, Qin Ye...represented the young men of the Qin family under the age of 25 and went to participate in the lottery.

Qin Youyou had no spiritual roots, so she naturally sat in the audience as a spectator with full self-awareness. She hugged Ji Wu who was sitting on her lap, with dark circles under her eyes, and was extremely sleepy.

"If I had known earlier, I would have brought my mother here. Without a strong old person to help take care of the child, my fragile body really can't bear it."

She had no doubt that if the upcoming fight was boring, she would fall asleep.

"As a mother, don't you take care of your child?" she called Qin Zhengjiao.

Ji Wu's eyes lit up in agreement, and she shouted to Qin Zheng anxiously, "Mom!"

Qin Zhengjiao was so frightened that his body trembled.

Feeling the gazes of the people around me, I wished I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"I smell like feces and I'm afraid it will stink up the kids."

Qin Youyou said slyly: "That's called atmosphere. It will be very popular in the future. Besides, a son will never dislike his mother's stench."

Qin Zheng was anxious: "I have to take care of my own career and can't take care of the children."

Qin Youyou was in awe: "I didn't expect you to be a career-oriented mother. Okay, I support you."