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"Today, the eleventh arranged battle is over. The next of kin will go to Red Court and those who seek revenge for themselves will be executed. The spectators can leave the viewing platforms to rest or to leave. Beginning tomorrow morning, the Small Competition will be held for the 31st inner sect competition. " "Stop!" The Mang Rat shouted from the platform, and then disappeared from the platform.

"This is the Mang Clan's Small Competition. Today, just the outer sect disciples are this intense. Everyone should rest in the viewing platforms and continue watching tomorrow." An old man said to the hundreds of people he had brought.

"Even the weakest is a Martial King. No wonder the clan elders say that those below Martial Saints are ants. But today, the strength of the Martial Lords of the Small Competition is comparable to that of a Martial Saint. The Mang clan is truly worthy of being a great clan of the Nine Serenities Continent." Someone exclaimed.

"Bad brother, did you make a challenge?" "Guang Yu found Guang Biao in the viewing platform and asked." "Just prepare for your Large Competition. I will collect some interest on some of your debts. Haha …" Mang Tian's face was filled with indifference. Who? Can you tell me who it is? " "Right." You will know when the time comes. There is a rule in the family that the challenge list cannot be leaked. Three days later, the inner sect competition will be over. Cultivate well and prepare for your Large Competition. With your current strength, it will be extremely difficult for you to win against Mang Tian. Mang Tian is now a Martial Lord. " "Mang Xie said." Brother, we were fatherless since we were young, and now you are the only family I have left. Even though you are neither cold nor hot to me, I know that you have always treated me as your younger brother. Since the Small Competition is a life and death battle, you will definitely win, right? " "Mang Yu looked at him and said." "Mang Yu, before the competition, our clan's Elders' Hall will tell you everything about our parents' grudge. But I hope that you will not go to the Elders' Hall after the competition. Don't let these matters affect your competition." "Mang Yu, before the competition, our clan will tell you everything about our parents' grudges. "After speaking, Mang Wang didn't wait for Mang Yu's response and turned to leave." Big brother, the entire Mang clan is preparing to see just how my Mang Yu will be beaten down by Mang Tian in the Large Competition. Everyone is saying that no matter how much I train Mang Yu is useless, but everyone believes that I do not know the cause of death for my parents.

This was the first time a vicious expression appeared on the face of the most refined youth in the Mang clan. At the same time, the pagoda pearl on his body faintly flickered; he was only a sliver away from becoming a Martial Lord.

The inner sect battles of the Mang Clan's Small Competition shall begin. The first battle shall begin, the battle between Mantou Empire's twenty years old, the fourth level Martial King against the Radiant Demon Clan's twenty-one years old, and the fifth level Martial King. As soon as he finished speaking, two extraordinary youths stood on the Grudge Platform. All of you are first-rate geniuses in your clans, and you are all older than thirty years old. However, you have only just broken through to become a Martial King. What is there for you to be proud of? That's right, I am already over thirty years old and have only just broken through to the Martial King realm. What qualifications do we have to be proud? The two youths standing on the Grudge Platform are only twenty years old, yet they are already at the fourth grade of the Martial King realm.

"Mang Yao, do you know why I challenged you?" "That youth, Mantong, told the Brightshore Kingdom's Brightshore Kingdom." "I don't know. Ever since I was six years old, I have never stepped foot outside of the sect. I have no parents, but I know that there must be a reason behind all of this. Since I am in the Martial Hall, it must be a huge enmity." "That's great," a long-haired teenager said calmly. "No father, no mother, what a good 'no father, no mother' … I can only tell your father that he will pay his debts, and if you win against me, the Martial Hall will give you an explanation. Let's fight." As soon as his voice fell, Mantong took out a soft sword from his waist and charged straight at the Glowing Demon. The Falling Rain Sword Technique. Falling Wounds. " "This is the most powerful move of the Falling Rain Sword Technique that Mang Tong is able to use." "Apocalypse Demon Eye." The instant the sword light landed on the Mighty Demon's body, he suddenly opened his eyes and dodged to the side, dodging the sword that was about to hit him.

"Demonic Wolf Transformation." The moment the Light Monster evaded the attack, its aura suddenly became stronger. Heaven Grade Red Demon Wolf Transformation, Heaven Grade Purple Demon Eyes of Doomsday. If the Mang Demons don't die, I will take them as my personal disciples and let them enter the core. " "An old man dressed simply disappeared from his original position." "Mang Lang Tian. That person is Crazed Killer Wolf Sky." A core disciple suddenly came to his senses. The Apocalypse Demon Eye. Mantong, if you accept this challenge, I concede. " After speaking, a beam of yellow light shot out from the eyes of the demon. It enveloped the tree, and in an instant, the light beam disappeared. Mang Tong collapsed onto the arena stage, while the Radiant Demon also knelt down on one knee on the grudge platform, his aura weak.

"Mantong has died. The Brilliant Demon has won."

"What happened just now? Mang Tong died? What a terrifying aura of might. A Martial King of the fifth rank was able to cause me to feel a sense of pressure." A peak Martial Lord said as he looked at the demon in the arena.

"Pei Feng, do you have any chance of winning against the Radiant Demon?" "Qin Wushuang told a young man who came with him." "No chance of winning," the teenager called Pei Feng said.

"Ye Lei, can you win?" Ye Wu Chen asked a young man from his family. It's a special martial skill, and it seems like the devouring of himself is also very big, and the outcome is hard to predict. " Ye Lei said.

"To think that the Apocalyptic Demon Eye, which no one managed to cultivate for a thousand years, would reappear. This child's future is limitless." One of the old fellows of the Mang clan laughed as he spoke.

"The tenth battle, Mang Hong. Peak Martial Saint versus Mang Pan. Peak Martial Saint." The life-and-death duel shall begin. " When Mang Shu stood on the grudge stage, the two middle-aged men below were already fiercely staring at each other. "Mang Pan, I didn't expect that you would challenge me too. We have already been trapped at the peak of the Martial Saint realm for ten years. We have waited for a whole ten years for you and I to fail to remember the last time at the Small Competition." "Mang Hong said in a loud voice." You've lived for ten more years and earned it, but this time you won't have a chance. " "Yes," Mang Pan said. "If I do not die, you will forever be stuck at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm. You will not be able to defeat the demon in your heart." "Thank you, young master." "If I, Mang Hong, do not die, you will be able to break through to the Martial Saint realm. What a joke, let's fight!" "As soon as he finished his sentence, a loud sound resounded in the arena. The first time the two of them collided, it was already loud enough to be heard." "Four Seas Returning Fist!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The two fists collided, and both retreated more than ten steps. "Shadow Chasing Steps" and "Wind Controlling Steps", the two of them used two different kinds of strange footwork. The two of them were already nowhere to be seen on the Martial Monarchs on the battle stage. " "Pure Yang Soul Hand!"

The two of them had fought for nearly a hundred rounds in an instant, and it was a draw.

"Master, my Channel Opening Tower Bead is about to awaken." On the northern viewing platform, a young man suddenly said to his teacher, who was watching the fight with rapt attention. Amazing! Too amazing! Just how many Heaven Ranked Martial Techniques did the Mang Clan have? It had only been ten rounds, yet so many powerful Martial Skills had already appeared. Little Light, what do you mean by 'Tower Bead Awakening'? " The old man turned to his beloved disciple. Master, I felt that my pearl suddenly shook a little, and was about to be awakened. " "Little Light said honestly." "Haha, not bad, not bad! Watching the battle between the strong, I can only suppress the Awakening Tower Bead. Haha, a 23 year old Martial King, not bad at all." The old man said happily. Not only the Mu Family, but many of the other youths watching the battle, after seeing the hundred or so rounds of competition, more or less felt the change in their own Tower Bead, which was even more obvious than after several months of cultivation.

"Steel Dragon, don't move."

"Clang!" The two of them clashed once again. "Mang Hong is about to lose." "A low, growling voice came from the elder seating area." Ninth Master, Uncle Hong used the Heaven Ranked Red Team's Wind Lightning Form to fight against the Earth Ranked Red Steel Dragon, how could he lose? " "Is that so?" The youth behind the old man asked. "More than enough damage has been done, but not enough to make up for it. Mang Pan still has some energy left, and Mang Hong is already at the end of his power."

When the youth's gaze returned to the arena, Mang Pan's Northern Dipper Sword pointed at Mang Hong's Shan Zhong Acupoint. This time, Mang Hong's Pure Yang Spirit Hand was unable to grab the index finger. "Mang Pan, you forced me …" As he spoke, Mang Hong directly swallowed a red pill. Following that, the air around Mang Hong seemed to boil, and the blood in Mang Hong's entire body also seemed to boil. The Flaming Cloud Burning Body Pill, a heaven-grade pill. After consuming it, the speed of circulation will increase by 50%, which means it will make it easier to use all sorts of martial skills. "Mang Hong is risking his life!" An elder from the Medicine Clan said. "Then, Mang Pan took out a green pill and put it in his mouth." It should be an Earth Grade Clear Wind Pill. Within two hours, increase the speed of the pagoda bead's movement by thirty percent. The effect is inferior to the Flaming Cloud Burning Body Pill, but there are basically no side effects. "Mang Pan is planning to avoid this battle in the next incense stick's time." The Medicine Clan Elder continued.

"Mang Hong, there's still half an incense stick of time left. If you still can't touch me, then you're dead!" Mang Pan used Wind Controlling Steps to the extreme, dodging Mang Hong's attacks time and time again. "Let's go. Mang Hong lost. His heart is already in chaos." The time it took for an incense stick to burn quickly ended. At the moment of the end, Mang Pan's Northern Dipper Shifting Star pointed at Mang Hong's forehead, but in that instant, Mang Hong gathered all the remaining strength in his body into his right hand, and the Pure Yang Soul Hand heavily struck Mang Pan's chest. Mang Pan retreated more than ten steps and took out a piece of deformed silver white metal from his chest, "If it wasn't for this Heart Protecting Mirror, my life would be over. However, the injury this time, will probably not recover for a hundred years. " Mang Pan thought to himself.

"Obscure!" This ends the small competition, and it will continue tomorrow. "

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