I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

The genius is bright, and the entire Vermillion Bird city is already noisy.

Seven arenas have been set up in the wide central square of Vermillion Bird City.

Kong Kongpai and his party were not in a hurry. They enjoyed the most exquisite breakfast and the most expensive morning tea at Yaju.

It doesn't cost any money anyway...

When the sun slowly rose, Yang Nian and other talents walked slowly to the central square.

The Kongkong faction was just a little-known faction, so their arrival did not attract anyone's attention. Yang Nian led the disciples to the lottery in a low-key manner. After showing their participation cards, the seven people except Zhang Fan drew lots in turn to decide the order and opponents of the first round of competition.

A total of 105 Sects participated in the 100 Sect Conference, and each Sect sent 7 disciples, a total of 753 disciples participated in the competition.

The bamboo sticks have numbers from 1 to 376, and each number has two signs.

Those who draw the same number of bamboo sticks will compete against each other.

In addition, the back of the bamboo stick has characters from one to seven.

Represents which arena to compete in.

Since the number of participating disciples is an odd number, there is one blank sign in addition to the 376 bamboo sticks.

"I'm the No. 8 lottery, and the No. 3 arena, how many are you all?" Gu Yun asked after the lottery.

"The eighty-ninth lottery, the seventh arena." Shi Shusheng said.

...

Everyone reported their own number and ring number, but Yi Dachuan said nothing.

"Ruffian, you're the only one left. Hurry up, don't be mysterious." Gu Yun looked at Yi Dachuan, still looking like Eight Trigrams...

Yi Dachuan showed the bamboo stick he had drawn, "I'm sorry, I'll be bye."

What? ?

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes and stared at the bamboo stick in Yi Dachuan's hand, which turned out to be a real blank stick.

As expected of son of luck,

Why is this guy so lucky?

The test has not yet started, he has already stood at the key point, and he will advance through byes...

Yang Nian's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he thought, "This guy won't be lucky until the last round of the championship fight, right?"

Really terrified...

"Ruffian, did you save the world in your last life?" Gu Yun was so unconvinced, why have I never had such good luck.

I also want to lie down and win.

Tianji Pavilion has set up specific waiting seats for each sect. After the lottery, Yang Nian and his party came to the waiting seat with the words "vacant" written, sat down, and waited quietly for the competition to start.

Unfortunately, when Tianji Pavilion set up waiting seats, it was arranged according to the city.

Therefore, the various sects of Fengyun City are concentrated in one area.

The most eye-catching is naturally the Lady Sect, all beauties, all of them with good looks.

And coincidentally, the eight seats of the Kong Kong faction are just to the right of the Lady Sect, and to the right of the empty seats is the arch-enemy Fengyun Sect.

Fengyunzong Sect Leader saw Yang Nian and others coming, snorted coldly, his face turned gloomy, turned his head away, and didn't look at Yang Nian.

Yang Nian naturally noticed this scene, and slowly sat down on the seat, followed by the disciples.

Gu Yun began to use the handsome man's trick again, seized the opportunity to hook up with the female disciples of the Lady Sect, and also tried his best to introduce Zhang Fan to the female disciples. Is this guy trying to make a mandarin duck?

Cattle fork!

Yang Nian gave Gu Yun a thumbs up in his heart.

However, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed Sect Leader Shuiyue, the lady in her thirties. She looked like she was still in her thirties, and she was cold and dusty, like flowing water like a cold moon.

It's the type that can't be admired.

"nice."

"classic beauty."

He praised secretly in his heart, and then turned his head to look at Fengyunzong Sect Leader Fangcun on the right: "Has Fang Sect Leader's injury recovered?"

Fang Cun's face sank when he heard this.

what do you mean?

With a cold snort, he said, "Fang can't bear your concern."

It's you who hurt me, you still ask. It's just hateful to bring up old things again.

"Oh." Yang Nian sighed lightly, "I think Fang Sect Leader may have misunderstood. I asked you not to care about you. I just wanted to know if I was too light."

Fang Cun almost vomited blood.

Before he could say more, Yang Nian added: "When the Sect Leader fights, Fang Sect Leader should be careful. If you accidentally kill you, it would be a bit of a sin."

Yang Nian has inquired about it, the Sect Leader battle is 105 Sect Leader melees, so Fang Cun can't avoid him.

There is always a manslaughter in the Sect Leader war every year.

So Yang Nian didn't plan to spare Fang Cun.

If you want to kill your own person, it's better not to keep it, or you will be digging a hole to find trouble for you.

"Humph!" Of course, Fang Cun could hear Yang Nian's provocation, and only said: "The war starts, who will accidentally hurt who, maybe."

"Then, wish Fang Sect Leader good luck." Yang Nian smiled.

Immediately, the two fell silent, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.

But at this moment, Yang Nian felt a sinister gaze staring at him from behind.

It's murderous!

His heart sank, and then he turned back slightly, only to see that behind him was the seat of Yin & Yang.

And staring at him was a tall and thin old man in his fifties.

He was sitting in the seat of the Sect Leader, which was probably the Sect Leader of the Yin & Yang sect.

Ah,

The Yin & Yang sect sent to destroy the elder disciples of the Kongkong sect, but none of them went back. It is estimated that the Yin & Yang sect Sect Leader would like to smash Yang Nian into thousands of pieces.

No wonder he stared at him so coldly.

In fact, this is the case. Yin & Yang Zong Sect Leader Mo Yang has been waiting for good news from the elders, but he has not waited for a single person to return for a long time.

Only later did he realize that something was wrong, and he was so angry that he spurted blood.

He was staring at Yang Nian at the moment, his fists clenching.

"Little bastard, since we met here. Then stay in Vermillion Bird City forever." Mo Yang's heart surged with killing intent.

However, Yang Nian only glanced at Mo Yang lightly, and then turned his head.

"Do you want revenge?" Yang Nian pondered in his heart, "I will accompany you at any time. You Yin & Yang Zong want to destroy my sect, but I haven't had time to destroy a sect or something."

The participating disciples and leaders of each Sect came one after another and took their seats.

At this moment, the group of Hidden Sword Sect appeared in their sight with poor mental state.

"Why are the people of Hidden Sword Sect so listless?"

"You haven't heard of it yet? Yesterday, the people from the Hidden Sword Sect were kicked out by Yaju, and a Black Tortoise order was issued. All the family inns dared not take them in, and they were almost forced to sleep on the streets."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Black Tortoise Order? Who did Hidden Sword Sect offend? He was expelled by Black Tortoise Order?"

"Who knows... But I heard that it was quite miserable. Youwei Elder was beaten into a panda, and he didn't dare to fight back."

The appearance of Hidden Sword Sect and others immediately caused heated discussions.

From the Sect Leader to the disciples of Hidden Sword Sect, everyone's cheeks are hot.

Never been so embarrassing.

And the most hateful thing is that until now they didn't know who they had offended, so they were confused and taught a lesson.

They have inquired about Yaju from the sidelines, but how could the people of Yaju tell them the big guy behind the scenes?

The Hidden Sword Sect and his party passed in front of Kongkong Sect, Zuo Hanyang, Murong Xue and several elders all cast unkind glances at Kongkong Sect.

Zuo Hanyang and Murong Xue had already reported to the Sect Leader Elders that Murong Fei was abolished with one punch.

And the details of Yang Nian and others have also been checked out.

How dare a small sect dare to be so arrogant.

Just looking for death.

"Zhang Fan, and that kid, let's wait and see." Zuo Hanyang stopped and provocatively said.

He seems to have forgotten that he was defeated by Yang Nian yesterday.

And if he knew that the behind-the-scenes boss who swept their Hidden Sword Sect out of the house was his disciple, how would he feel?

I am afraid,

Don't dare to put a fart.

Yang Nian didn't bother to answer this guy, didn't answer, didn't answer, didn't even look at him.

It was as if he were the air.

This made Zuo Hanyang very embarrassed.

Completely stuck there.

It's hard to say harsh words once, but you're actually answering...

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