Great Slaughter System

"Hehe, hello fellow patriarchs, I just came to Jiangcheng to do some business, so let's take a look at the demeanor of the young heroes of the families. Sit down."

Zhao Qi waved his hands.

All the Patriarchs sat down when they saw Zhao Qi was seated.

The arrival of Zhao Qi made the patriarchs of each family feel a little pressure. Jiangcheng is just a small city, and the fear of the court is still great.

The captain on the competition stage shouted, "The big competition begins."

"In the first match, the Zhang family's Zhang Han played against the Shen family's Shen Fei."

The first match was the confrontation between the Shen family.

Behind Shen Lang, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stepped out, came to Shen Wuming and gave a salute, then jumped onto the competition stage.

The Zhang family on the opposite side was also a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. The two came to the stage and saluted each other.

Both of them are in the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, and they fought very well, but in Shen Lang's eyes, they were like children fighting, and it was nothing to watch.

"drink."

"Tiger Fist."

Shen Fei fiercely swung a punch, and there was a faint roar of a tiger in the fist.

Zhang Han knew that Shen Fei's punch could not be forcibly received, so he tapped his feet lightly and dodged to the side.

But Shen Fei's fist was too fast, and Zhang Han was hit on the shoulder. In the end, Zhang Han lost to Shen Fei because of his shoulder injury, and was shot down from the stage.

Shen Fei walked down the competition stage excitedly, came to Shen Wuming's side and said: "Shen Fei, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

Shen Wuming smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, after you go back, you can go to the Sutra Pavilion to choose a book of exercises."

Shen Fei clenched his fist excitedly, and said, "Thank you Patriarch."

What followed was a chaotic battle between the four major families, with the Shen family winning and losing.

"The next match, Shen Lang from the Shen family will face Su Mo from the Su family."

The captain's shout resounded throughout the arena.

Hearing Shen Lang's name, the children of the Shen family were shocked.

In their hearts, Shen Lang was an invincible existence.

Shen Lang walked up to the competition arena calmly with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.

Su Mo of the Su family is a woman, fairly handsome, dressed in white, with slender legs, slim and graceful.

Only the children of the Shen family know how terrifying Shen Lang's strength is. Su Mo doesn't know Shen Lang's strength at all, and only thinks that Shen Lang is just an ordinary child of the Shen family.

Then Su Mo cupped his fists at Shen Lang and said, "Please."

Shen Lang nodded indifferently.

Following Shen Lang's coming to the stage, Bai Zizai and Bai Lingshan paid close attention.

The last time I was at the Shen family, Shen Lang's strength was already terrifying. I haven't seen him for such a long time, and I don't know what level he has reached now.

Wei Long beside Wei Zhang also squinted his eyes at Shen Lang on the competition stage. From the first time he saw Shen Lang, he felt a threat from him.

Seeing Shen Lang's posture, Su Mo frowned, "This man is so rude."

Immediately, he rotated the Su family's Lingfengbu and charged towards Shen Lang.

The Su family's martial arts is good at body skills. Su Mo's figure is erratic, sometimes left and sometimes right. When Su Mo came to Shen Lang's right side, he shouted coquettishly and kicked in the air.

Shen Lang didn't move, he raised his right arm slightly, and easily blocked Su Mo's kick.

"Slow, too slow."

Shen Lang curled his lips in disdain.

Su Mo is the acquired seventh level, and he is not considered weak among his peers, but meeting Shen Lang can only be a tragedy.

No matter where Su Mo attacked, Shen Lang only blocked it with one hand, and he didn't know how many attacks he had made. Su Mo was already tired, sweating and out of breath, but he didn't even touch the corner of Shen Lang's clothes.

At this time, Su Xinghe in the audience frowned and said, "Feng'er, if it were you, what would you do?"

Behind Su Xinghe, a young man with sharp brows and starry eyes thought for a while and said, "Father, this Shen Lang's strength is probably higher than Houtian Yazhong, and he didn't use his full strength at all. I don't know how to deal with it. I can only adapt to the situation."

A gleam flashed in Su Xinghe's eyes, and he murmured: "It seems that Bai Lingshan is not the only enemy of yours this time."

Zhao Qi, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at Shen Lang on the stage with great interest. Shen Lang's strength was nothing in his eyes, but Shen Lang's performance made him a little interested. In the entire Zhenwu Continent, Shen Lang's talent can only be regarded as the upper and middle reaches, but in Jiangcheng, Shen Lang is definitely the top genius of the pyramid, and he can see that Shen Lang has not used all his strength. What he is interested in is how strong Shen Lang is.

Geniuses can't just look at superficial strength, leapfrogging to fight is as simple as drinking cold water for those geniuses.

At this time, Su Mo on the stage had exhausted his last ounce of strength, but he didn't even touch the corner of Shen Lang's clothes, so he could only give him a bitter look, unwilling to admit defeat.

There's no way, she has no strength left, and she's just bringing shame on herself if she keeps fighting.

Shen Lang shrugged and walked off the competition stage.

From the beginning of the Grand Competition to the present, Shen Lang's battle is the most relaxed, other people's battles are fought by you and me, only Shen Lang is the first one to let people voluntarily admit defeat.

Back in the Shen family's camp, all the children of the Shen family greeted Shen Lang with respectful eyes.

Shen Lang turned a blind eye to these gazes, and quietly returned behind Shen Wuming.

Following Shen Lang's match, they fought several more rounds one after another, and finally decided the top four, namely Bai Lingshan, Shen Lang, Zhang Yuan, and Su Feng from the Bai family.

One of the four major families was shortlisted.

"Okay, the final competition begins."

The captain on the stage paused, glanced around with a smile, and then shouted loudly.

"The first match between Shen Lang and Su Family Su Feng."

As soon as the captain's words fell, the atmosphere in the entire arena became high.

The patriarchs of some small families also sat upright, preparing to watch the finals, because the final winner will determine the future development of their families.

Whoever wins, those small families who are close to the victorious family will rise.

Shen Lang slapped the weapon box on the competition stage with a bang, looked at Su Feng on the opposite side lightly, and said slowly, "I only make one move, if you can resist it, I will admit defeat."

"Wow!"

The crowd in the audience was in an uproar. This Shen Lang is really crazy. If he was fighting against the descendants of the four major families, everyone would not be too surprised when he said that, but facing Su Feng, the strongest genius of the Su family, he dared to say that. Isn't this courting death?

Although Su Feng is not as popular as Bai Lingshan, Su Feng is also a well-known genius in Jiangcheng, and everyone has secretly guessed that Su Feng might be the one who will fight Bai Lingshan in the end. As for Shen Lang, they only think of him as a dark horse, and being able to join Su Feng in the finals is already very good, but what they didn't expect was that Shen Lang would be so crazy, and simply didn't take Su Feng seriously.

Sure enough, Su Feng, who had always been gentle and elegant, turned gloomy when he heard Shen Lang's words.

"Okay, you are crazy enough, then let me experience your master's clever tricks."

Su Feng gritted his teeth and said.

Su Xinghe's expression also turned serious. He thought that Su Feng and Shen Lang would have a fierce duel, but he didn't expect that Shen Lang would actually decide on such a method of fighting.

Bai Lingshan in the audience also frowned. In the battle between Shen Lang and Su Feng, she knew that Shen Lang would definitely win in the end, but Shen Lang's behavior this time made her feel a little arrogant.

She knew about the Su family's qinggong, but she didn't believe that Su Feng would be unable to catch Shen Lang's move.

boom!

Shen Lang slapped the weapon box with his palm, and a golden light shot up into the sky instantly. With a light stamp on his foot, Shen Lang caught the golden light in the air, and smashed Huashan straight down with his strength.

This move was majestic, like a mountain pressing down, even the people in the audience felt the power of this knife.

Su Feng on the stage was going to dodge with lightness kung fu, but he suddenly discovered something that frightened him. Facing Shen Lang's knife, he felt that no matter how he tried to dodge, he would be hit by this knife.

Zhao Qi on the high platform was startled, Shen Lang's saber actually had the power of a saber.

Momentum is the sublimation of martial arts, every kind of martial arts practiced to its peak will produce momentum.

If you master Shi, you will comprehend Yi 100%, and the next level of Shi is Yi, which is commonly known as Dao Yi.

meaning! Will too.

Martial arts with will is no longer martial arts. No matter what is in the world, as long as it has will, it will not be ordinary. A person with will will become the overlord of the world, and a sword with will will become the emperor of the sword.

Although Shen Lang has not yet reached the realm of sword intent, he is not far away from the sword intent after comprehending the momentum.