Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Exquisite courtyards, singing birds and fragrant flowers, the energy in the air is so thick that it melts into fog.

Song Que led Ji Wushang and the others into the gate of the courtyard, "Brother Ji, everyone, you should rest here for a few days. If you need anything, just ask your servants, and my Song family will definitely satisfy you."

"Seven days later, the four major families of Huanlang Star will hold a joint martial arts meeting to compete for the places to enter the Huanlang Secret Realm. At that time, we will have to rely on you all."

When the eight foreign players heard this, they expressed their heartfelt words on the spot.

After settling down several people, Song Que chatted with Ji Wushang for a while before leaving the courtyard.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Ji Wushang and the others were taken to the Song family's martial arts arena by his servants early in the morning.

Compared with the foreign aid trials a few days ago, the current martial arts arena is decorated with unusual majesty.

The site was re-planned into four directions, with embroidered banners and flags erected on all four sides, with Song in the east, Pang in the west, Ji in the south, and Dong in the north.

There are hundreds of seats arranged in an orderly manner for each flag.

In the center of the four directions, a huge arena is particularly eye-catching.

At this time, Dongfang Songzi's banner was already full of people, all of whom were teenagers and girls with extraordinary temperament.

No need to guess, these people must be the best of the younger generation of the Song family.

Song Queduan sat in the middle of the front row.

Seeing the arrival of several people, Song Que got up and ordered the person who led the way to take his eight foreign aid to sit in the last row, leaving Ji Wushang alone to sit next to him.

"He is the foreign aid who defeated the young Patriarch? Is it true?"

"Of course it's true, I heard from the young Patriarch himself."

"Ah ah ah, he's strong, he's so handsome, he's so wet!"

"..."

All the sons of the Song family were attracted by Ji Wushang next to Song Que.

In the past few days, they have heard a lot of news that the family has found an invincible foreign aid.

Seeing the real person now, everyone was more curious.

Song Que smiled and said, "Brother Ji, I'm relying on you today."

Ji Wushang was noncommittal, and glanced at the other three banners one by one, "What are the rules for the martial arts competition of your four families?"

Song Que straightened his face, put away his smile, and rarely showed a trace of solemnity, "Four families will compete in martial arts, strength is the most important thing, there is no trickery at all."

"The number of people entering the Huanlang Secret Realm is three hundred."

"In order to prevent the descendants of a certain family from withering, their strength is not good, and it is difficult to obtain quotas, the four families have set an ancestral law, taking 25 out of the [-] quotas, and distributing them equally to the four families, [-] each."

"Except for the guaranteed [-] places, how much of the remaining [-] places can be won depends entirely on one's own ability."

"The rules only have one word, and that is war!"

"War?" Ji Wushang was a little confused.

war?

Head to head?

melee?

Or...

Song Que took a deep breath and cast his gaze towards the huge arena in the center, "Yes, it's a battle."

"Whoever wants to win the spot, whoever wants to send one person to the ring to meet the challenges of the other three."

"If you win one game, you will get one quota, if you win two games in a row, you will get two quotas, and so on, there is no cap."

"If you alone can resist the bombing by 200 people from the other three families, then the [-] places will be yours."

Ji Wushang's eyes lit up, "Are the rules so rough and simple?"

Song Kuang nodded, "It's that rough and simple."

Ji Wushang's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, and he turned to look at Song Que, "Song Que!"

Song Que looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Ji Wushang said calmly: "I want to shoot two hundred today, is that okay?"

"Damn!" Song Que was startled, stood up abruptly, and stared at Ji Wushang, "Brother, are you joking?"

"Hmm? Isn't it possible?" Ji Wushang raised his eyebrows.

Song Que stared at his calm demeanor, and after reconfirming that he was not joking, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he sat down slowly, "Brother Ji, it's not that it's impossible, but the other three families are strong. You can't possibly handle it."

Hearing what he said, Ji Wushang immediately became interested, "So there are other three families who are stronger than you?"

Song Que smiled bitterly and said, "My strength is only limited to Tiansong City and the Song family. There are many people stronger than me in the entire Huanlang Star."

"Both the Pang family and the Ji family have geniuses at the Earth Spirit level, and their rankings are even higher than mine."

"And the Dong family is recognized as number one among the four major families. Its young master, Dong Lingchen, is a terrifying existence ranked in the top [-] of the earth spirits in the Tongtian list, and is also the core disciple of the transcendent force Earth Evil in the Huanlang Star Region. "

Song Que thought that when he finished speaking, Ji Wushang would put away his contempt.

Unexpectedly, Ji Wushang was even more excited, "Interesting, very interesting."

"I'm afraid that he is not strong. The stronger he is, the stronger I will be."

Song Que looked at Ji Wushang whose eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and was extremely astonished.

This guy is not a lunatic, is he?

Hey, I am saying this to tell you that those three geniuses are very scary, and I am warning you not to be careless.

Why are you getting more and more energetic?

Song Que opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a long time he was speechless: "Well, brother Ji, even if you have the ability to pick two hundred, don't do this."

"Although strength is the most important thing in the practice world, sometimes we still have to talk about human feelings and sophistication."

Ji Wushang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, I understand."

Song Que couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Ji Wushang say again: "Then I'll hit a hundred!"

Song Que: "..."

It's numb, he's just numb!

It's only two hundred in total, and you're going to do half of it all at once?

Is this how you behave in the world?

You really understand the world!

Ji Wushang smiled and said, "Sophisticated people with one hundred quotas, is that okay?"

Song Que couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother Ji, twenty, I'll give you twenty. It's not a good thing for my Song family to have too many places."

Ji Wushang shook his head, "Fifty, no more."

Song Que was troubled, "25, it really can't be more."

Ji Wushang was speechless, and said decisively: "One price, thirty!"

"Okay, thirty is thirty." Song Que thought about it in his heart, and gritted his teeth to agree.

Ji Wushang sighed.

He really wants to hit two hundred!

Why isn't it allowed?

Song Que comforted him and said, "Brother Ji, although I allow you to hit thirty, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to do so."

"Once you win more than ten games in a row, the other three will definitely send powerful people to stop you."

"As for reaching [-] consecutive victories, I don't think Dong Lingchen will be able to sit still."

Ji Wushang shook his head and did not speak.

The top [-] earth spirits in the Tongtian List must be in the middle or even late stage of the reincarnation realm.

Such strength, tsk tsk, not weak!

Song Que stopped talking.

He fought Ji Wushang with all his strength, and he knew that Ji Wushang was unfathomable.

But he didn't think Ji Wushang would be Dong Lingchen's opponent.

Top [-] in the Heavenly Ranking List, this is definitely not a joke!