641: C641 ethnic ratio

C641 ethnic ratio

Yang Junyan seemed to be used to this kind of reaction from Yang Junshan, so she said with a smile, "Fourth brother has always been a godly dragon. Has he just come back from the outside?"

Yang Junshan laughed, "That's right. By the way, what happened in the village sounded very lively."

"Fourth brother, you actually don't know that you are the one who initiated this competition. I heard that you even told the ninth sister in charge of the Elixir Chamber to give out the Martial Spirit Pill as a reward, and you even made a bunch of little bastards cry out in envy. Well, I was just going to watch the show, and my son already entered the top sixteen yesterday, so if he wins another competition today, he will be able to enter the top eight, and then the family will directly reward him with a Martial Spirit Pill!"

Yang Junshan patted his head. Indeed, there was such a thing. Back then, when he brought back dozens of Ghost Mushrooms from the Nanxuan Swamp, it was more or less enough for Peng Shitong to refine 100 Martial Spirit Pills. This time, he only took out 8 as a reward.

Yang Junshan smiled and was about to exchange pleasantries with Yang Junyan, but suddenly, a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy came from the bustling place, followed by a series of exclamations.

"This is bad!"

Yang Junshan didn't have enough time to say anything to Yang Junyan, his figure disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a stupefied Yang Junyan. Yang Junshan didn't have enough time to say anything to Yang Junshan, his figure disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a stupefied Yang Junyan.

In the center of the village square, Yang Qinlang sat cross-legged in the center of the battle arena, trembling. Not too far away from him, Yang Qinghan was at a loss as to what to do. However, the few Yang family Martial Disciples that were acting as referees did not look at her.

"Crap, these two children have similar cultivations. In order to increase his strength, he mistakenly condensed the power of the Immortal Foundation in his body. He's trying to open up his dantian and attack the Martial Mortal Realm!" Chu Chuang was shocked.

In these few years, he had secretly grabbed a lot of things for the Yang family, and with the support of the Yang family, he had increased his cultivation all the way to the baleful qi realm. Previously, the alien cultivators had attacked Chenyu County, and Zhang Yuming had led the Heaven Shaking Sect's cultivators to kill the alien cultivators, but at the same time, they had also screened the entire Chenyu County. Chu Chuang had brought his subordinates to Xishan Village to avoid trouble, and this time, in order to ensure the clan's fairness, the Yang Guest Warrior, Chu Chuang, had become one of the examiners.

He thought that these two children were considered outstanding in the fourth generation of the clan and were considered to be a strong opponent. But unexpectedly, something like this happened! Forcefully advancing in the battle of magic was originally a taboo for cultivators, so now he can only rely on himself.

As a Martial Disciple outside of the Yang Family, Zhang Jiu was also one of the examiners on the field.

"Quick, get the clan head to come over. We might not even make it. Maybe the Mortal Realm cultivators have a way!"

Only old master Yang Xi, Yang Tian Gang, had the qualifications to say the words of Yang Tian Gang, who was rushing over.

A while ago, he was still talking to his grandson in Sandstorm Town, and today, he went back to Western Mountain Village to be an examiner. He was not tired of it, but fortunately, no one in the Yang family dared to fight him for the limelight.

"Clan head went to the county to meet the Heaven Shaking Sect's Spiritual Master Zhu yesterday!" Peng Shitong was the third examiner.

"Ah, what should we do? What a pity about this child. Seventh Brother's entire hope is placed on this child. If something were to happen to this child, Seventh Brother wouldn't be able to live on!"

Of course, there couldn't be only four examiners on the stage. Yang Juncheng was originally here to watch her daughter, Yang Ziqi's match, but unexpectedly this happened. After hearing everyone's words, she suddenly became anxious.

Just as Yang Juncheng finished speaking, the crowd saw a shadow flash in front of their eyes. When they looked up, they saw an eighteen or nineteen years old tall and sturdy young man standing next to Yang Qinlang.

Many of the people present felt their hearts tremble as they thought, who is this person? If this slap landed, would that child still be able to survive?

However, there were also people who saw the youth's appearance and immediately said excitedly, "This child is very lucky. I originally thought we were done for, but I never thought that the junior family head would be in the village!"

The person who came was Yang Junshan. He was a proper Yang Junshan, but unexpectedly, someone from the fighting arena was trying to break through into the martial warrior stage. If he didn't arrive in time, this kid would most likely be crippled.

Instead, they began to fight within his body, stirring up the spiritual energy circulation channels that he had built up with great difficulty into a complete mess. If this were to continue, not only would the three Immortal Fairies in his body be torn apart by the violent spiritual energy, even his father, a mortal, would feel despair in his heart.

She could even feel that the spiritual power in his body was cheering, and the originally scattered spiritual power seemed to have found its core, gathering together to form a huge force, which then condensed into a huge force, which then rushed into a part of his body. Following which, a cracking sound could be heard from within his body, as if something had broken, and Yang Qinlang had actually completed the process of opening her dantian, and stepped into the Martial Spirit Realm.

The sudden departure of the hand above her head caused Yang Qinlang to feel somewhat lost for a moment. However, when he opened her eyes, he saw her anxious father forcing her way through the crowd of cultivators.

"Lang Er, what's wrong with you, Lang Er, please don't scare father!"

Yang Junyan staggered to the front of the stage. Yang Qinlang wanted to stand up, but suddenly, a gentle force pressed down on his body. A gentle voice said, "Seventh Brother, don't disturb him. He just advanced to the Martial Man realm and is already fine!"

"Yes, yes. Since Fourth Brother (Young Patriarch) is the one who took action, then nothing will happen to him. Seventh Brother, you can rest assured!"

Several voices echoed around him. Yang Qinlang could tell that these people were his family's elders, and the one who was called the junior family head was naturally her fourth uncle, Yang Junshan.

Yang Qinlang's abnormality was soon discovered by Yang Junshan. Thus, the gentle voice from before rang in his ears once again, "Concentrate and calm your mind, don't let any external forces invade your body!"

She didn't know why, but after hearing the voice, Yang Qinlang immediately felt a sense of tranquility. Immediately afterwards, she was completely immersed in cultivation.2

"Fourth brother, this time, this time."

With that, Yang Junyan wanted to kneel on the ground in front of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan quickly helped him up, but Yang Junyan was already in tears. She said, "Fourth Brother, if there is no Lang Er, I'm afraid there is no hope for him!"

Yang Junshan sighed and said, "Don't worry, this child's future is definitely not limited to just this."

With that, Yang Junshan turned around and asked, "Second grandpa, has this child not cultivated the Earth Shrinking Art yet?"

Yang Xi stared blankly, and said, "Really? "He hasn't cultivated yet?"

Yang Junshan had just slapped his palm down, and he had already understood the situation inside Yang Qinlang's body. His face darkened as he said: "It's good that he didn't cultivate, but once he stabilizes his cultivation, tell him to come find me. I will personally teach him the Treasure Tier Cultivation Method!"

The rest of the clansmen, especially those young cultivators, when they heard this, all looked at Yang Jinglang with envious expressions, envious of him for her luck. When she entered the Martial Master Realm, not only were she protected by a cultivator, but she was also highly regarded by the young master of the Yang family.

As for Yang Xi and the other elders of the Yang family, they had ugly expressions on their faces. Yang Xi even had thoughts of killing someone!

Yang Tian Lin also rushed over when he received the news. Seeing the situation, he immediately commanded a few clansmen to carefully carry Yang Qin Lang to the spiritual room at the foot of the western mountain to stabilize her cultivation so as to not delay the competition. Yang Junyan thanked him profusely and went with Yang Tian Lin to guard the spiritual room where his son was cultivating until his son came out from closed door cultivation.

After dealing with Yang Qinlang's matter, everyone remembered that there was still Yang Qinshan on the field who had been battling Yang Qinlang. What was the outcome to be calculated? The examiners' gazes all turned to Yang Xi, the main examiner.

Yang Xi was distracted by Yang Junshan's words. After hearing Peng Shitong's reminder, he let out an "ah" and said, "This, this."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Since Qin Lang has reached the Martial Disciple realm, then there is nothing for him to do in this Family Competition. Let Qin Shan enter the next round!"

At this moment, Yang Junshan finally knew that Yang Qinshan was Yang Baoliang's daughter.

"Right, right, just like that, just like that!" Yang Xi was finally able to concentrate and quickly agreed.

Everyone could not help but feel a burst of envy. This time, the top eight would receive a Martial Spirit Pill bestowed by the clan. With this thing, there would be an additional thirty percent chance to become a Martial Disciple.

Since they were already there, Yang Junshan naturally didn't plan to leave immediately. Thus, he joined Yang Xi and the others to watch the younger generation's competition. This made the young warriors even more excited, and the fights became more intense and exciting.

After every match, no matter who won or lost, Yang Junshan would casually give a few pointers. As a Zhenqi realm cultivator, his vision was naturally not something other people could compare with, and he could point out everyone's strengths and weaknesses with one or two sentences. Not only did the Yang family's youths who were fighting on the field get a lot of benefits, even the clansmen who were watching the fight also had their own gains.

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