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C634 The Annual Competition

Article 634: The annual competition

After a short exchange of words, the killing intent in their hearts had already surfaced in their eyes. Like a raging fire, they wished they could burn it up. Now, they only lacked an opportunity.

Going onto the arena, a fair opportunity to fight!

The Jian family allowed their own disciples to compete for supremacy, and they could compete with each other. However, killing was absolutely not allowed. This had a sense of defeat, but once one entered the arena, it would be different. On the arena, life and death were determined by the heaven's will. Whoever was stronger would be able to survive.

If one died in the arena, no matter how powerful the person behind them was or how powerful their background was, they would not be able to take revenge.

The battle in the arena was deliberately decided by many factions for the sake of those who had a life and death grudge.

The sun was high in the sky and the sun was high in the sky.

Dozens of figures shot out at an extremely fast speed. They landed right in front of the ring and saw everything on the ring. That was the main platform. Those who could get onto the main stage were at least at the Late Period of Great Sword Master Stage, and some of them were at the Sword General. These were the higher ups of the Jian family, and they were the rulers of everything in the Jian family. There were some Sword Lord warriors in the Jian family. However, these were all old antiques that belonged to the family. Only when the family was in a crisis of life and death. . . Otherwise. . . They wouldn't even appear in the Clan Assembly.

Just as the dozen figures landed on their seats, a figure slowly appeared in the middle of the seat belonging to the clan head. He had arrived without a trace. In other words, he was an expert of this level. With so many people present, no one knew when he had appeared.

It was as if he had appeared out of thin air!

This was the strength of a king!

The patriarch of the Jian Family, who was also the father of the Jian family, Jian Zhan, surveyed the entire scene with a smile on his face. The disciples of the Jian Family this year were much better than before, both in terms of quality and quality.

As the patriarch, how could he not be happy when he saw the strength of the disciples? Furthermore, his own strength had improved, which made him extremely happy.

"Fellow disciples, the annual Clan Assembly is held once a year. Now, I announce the start. " After a long speech, the Sword War finally spoke the key words: "Furthermore, this year's annual meeting is much more special than before. The winner can become the Jian family's Young Lord. No matter who it is, it will be the same!"

Hua!

The crowd was in an uproar. Each of them was rubbing their fists together, giving off a majestic feeling.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several fireworks suddenly appeared in the sky above the Jian family, as if they were celebrating. However, in the eyes of many people, it was the final brilliance of their lives!

"Jian Ao, you must die this time!" Jian Mu looked at the fireworks in the sky and muttered to himself in his heart. The killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and he didn't try to hide it at all.

Jian Ao also looked at the fireworks and said in his heart, "Finally, I can help you get revenge! Complete the first promise I made in this life. "

That "he" was talking about the previous owner of this body. Back when Jian Ao was reborn from another world, he had promised to help him take revenge. Now, the opportunity had come.

Jian Ao did not wish to miss this opportunity.

The first ones to go on stage were those who didn't have a high status. They knew that they were weak and couldn't win the position of Young Lord. However, they still chose to go on stage. This was a turning point in their lives. Once they were valued by some of the higher ups of their families, their status would be elevated, and they would be able to make a meteoric rise in the future.

"I will meet you!" A disciple shot onto the stage. The two of them nodded, cupped their fists, and began to fight.

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