The Sword God of the Universe

At the end of the contest, the prize was given out on the spot.

A Jing family kid who took part in the contest was all rubbing his hands and waiting excitedly for the reward.

Many supervisors were busy too.

More than a thousand Jing family children participated in this year's contest. Of course, except for those who entered the finals, all the other martial artists could only receive one consolation prize. Most of them received ten Lingshi awards.

Therefore, the supervisor cooperated and the reward was distributed very quickly.

Very soon, the Jing family children who did not enter the final stage deserved the rewards and they were all distributed.

At this time, on the platform of the square, patriarch Jing Chengye turned his eyes slightly and looked at the vip table.

The Jing family competition is over, and these people at the vip table should leave one after another. But the reality was that there was not a single head in the vip room who got up.

Seeing Jing Chengye's gaze sweep over them, these people, as if they had not seen it at all, should still be in a round of discussion and should be in a daze.

"Everyone." Jing Chengye arched his hand towards the vip table.

"The Jing family competition is over. Everyone is busy. Why not this..." Jing Chengye laughed dryly.

Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning in his words was that as long as he was a normal person, he would know that he was trying to drive someone away.

"Haha, chief jing, you're busy. You don't have to worry about us." Lin Nanluo, with a smile and a pair of sparkling eyes.

Lin Nanluo, the The lin family's chief.

"Yes, yes. If we have something to do, we can leave on our own." Another person immediately echoed.

"Chief jing, it's important that you get down to business."

"...

There was no one in the vip table who was so cheeky.

Jing Chengye, his face darkened slightly, rolled his eyes, and cursed in his heart.

If these bastards don't leave, he can't just tell them to leave. Jing Chengye knew that these bastards were waiting for something to happen.

This was the battle between jing yan and jing tianlong.

Jing Chengye didn't want these bastards to see jing yan and jing tianlong fighting.

Taking a breath, Jing Chengye looked at the fifty Jing family boys who had entered the finals.

This final award for martial arts will be handed out personally by the clan leader.

Jumping off the platform, Jing Chengye, with his hands behind his back, shouted at the same time, "Son of the Jing family who has entered the finals, come to me!"

Jing Yan and the others rushed to jing cheng.

"Jing Yan, come here!" Jing Chengye smiled at Jing Yan in the crowd.

Jing Yan was the number one in this year's family competition, so of course he had to be the first to receive a reward.

"This is a gold card from the Lingshi. You can use this card to exchange for the stock of the Lingshi in the family treasury!"

"There are three top-quality Lingshi in this box. They are valuable and must be kept well."

"And this! This is the divine wood order. With this order, you can go to the third floor of the family martial arts pavilion and learn a kind of martial arts!"

Jing Chengye, give three things to Jing Yan.

"Thank you, clan leader!" Jing Yan, with a blazing look in his eyes, took these three rewards with both hands.

Ten thousand Lingshi, four sacrifices, and the divine wood order. Such a reward was obviously eye-catching.

However, there was no criticism. Jing Yan's ability to win the first place in the family was deserved.

Who wouldn't accept it?

Anyone who thinks that Jing Yan is not qualified can come up and play with Jing Yan.

"Jing san yuan, come here!" After jing yan left, Jing Chengye called out another name.

Jing sanyuan was a green warrior who jumped out of the ring. At this moment, he rubbed his hands and walked to jing cheng.

His reward was 6,000 Lingshi, two top-grade Lingshi, and one divine wood order.

Third, there were only 4,000 Lingshi, one top-grade Lingshi, and a divine wood order.

The top 50 prizes were handed out one after another. After one incense stick, all the rewards were given out.

"Jing! Yan!"

With a roar, a figure flew in from the backyard.

Standing in the square, Jing Yan's eyes suddenly froze.

"It's finally here!" Jing Yan clenched his hands and stared at the flying figure.

This figure, Jing Tianlong, was born strong, and also a student of the Honglianxueyuan.

Not only Jing Yan, but also countless members of the jing family in and around the square turned to look at the majestic golden figure.

Around the golden figure, the stirring energy condensed into a white mist.

It looked, it seemed, like flying on air.

Of course, with jing tianlong's strength, it was a long way from being able to fly. However, he could glide hundreds of meters in the air with one hard kick on the ground, and he looked like he was flying the same way.

"Coming, coming!"

"Brother tianlong, he still showed up. After the contest ended, he appeared. He wanted to fight Jing Yan."

"Jing Yan, do you dare to fight Jing Tianlong?"

Countless eyes were on Jing Yan in green and Jing Tianlong in gold.

On the high platform, in the vip seats, a big shot also stopped talking.

The big show, it's coming!

For them, the Jing family's competition was nothing more than an appetizer compared to the battle between jing yan and jing tianlong.

Of course, if it weren't for Jing Yan's innate ability to defeat half a step, they might not have been so interested in watching the spectator battle.

It would not be too exciting for one side to easily crush the other.

But now, it's different. Jing Yan, a martial artist of the ninth heaven realm, was not as good as Jing Tianlong, who was born in the realm of nature. The battle between the two of them must be very interesting.

Jing Chengye in the square, his breath slightly congealed, and there was a faint worry in his eyes. There was nothing he could do to stop the fight. If Jing Yan refuses to fight jing tianlong, then he can stop Jing Tianlong, but... This battle was a voluntary one.

All he could do was to save Jing Yan's life.

"Hiss!"

Jing Tianlong, the figure, fell on the square, a hundred meters away from Jing Yan.

"Jing Yan, you're ready!" Jing Tianlong, with his hands on his back, looked at Jing Yan.

Today, he will waste his words! Jing Yan grew up too fast. In the beginning, when Jing Yan fell, he thought Jing Yan would never recover, and he could no longer pose a threat to him. But now, Jing Yan had grown to such a terrifying state that even the half-step innate Jing Shahe could defeat him.

If we wait for him to be born, then what?

Moreover, his conflict with Jing Yan had been made public. When jingyan was strong enough, he believed that Jing Yan would not let him go easily.

So, it is now that this threat is completely killed in the cradle.