Fairy little farmer

Chapter 185 The Competition Begins

"Young Master Xiaoyao, from the Wuhen tribe, is 27 years old this year, and his reputation is resounding throughout the wilderness. He went out to practice at the age of 17 and has few opponents."

"Master Qingsong, born in the Lin family, 25 years old, with lightness kung fu, no one can match."

"The third young master of the Guo family, 23 years old this year..."

One strange name after another appeared in front of Yang Tian, ​​and the paper given by Zhao Laosan recorded in detail the tribe represented by each contestant.

Yang Tian had already returned from the lobby to the stone cave that Zhao Laosan had arranged for him, and he had read the information of all the contestants several times.

For some contestants, Yang Tian knew from the names that these people must be extraordinary. If they really met, it would definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Yang Tian was a little surprised. After getting in touch with the tribe led by Zhao Laosan, Yang Tian thought that there were not many powerful young people in the caveman race.

But now, Yang Tian realized that he seemed to be wrong. It would not be easy to just randomly pick one of the more than 20 contestants tomorrow.

After realizing this, Yang Tian didn't dare to rest that night, so he seized the time to start practicing again.

As the saying goes, sharpening the gun in front of the battle is not only bright but also bright. Although there can't be any substantial improvement in one night, it is still very helpful for consolidating the previous foundation.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Laosan gathered all the members of the Red Bee Guard, and after Yang Tian was ready, the group rushed towards the place where the martial arts competition ring was located.

Fortunately, the distance was only a few kilometers, and Yang Tian and the others arrived at the destination smoothly more than half an hour before the opening of the factory.

It was a holding square covering an area of ​​more than 2000 square meters. People from various tribes had already sang and danced there.

It wasn't until he saw this scene with his own eyes that Yang Tiancai deeply felt how grand the scene of a strongest tribe's martial arts contest to recruit relatives is.

On the entire square, counting Yang Tian and the others, no less than [-] teams have come, and each team is distinct. Although they occasionally chat, the defense between each other is obvious.

"Hey, who am I! Third child, why are you here to join in the fun?"

After Yang Tian and the others entered the square, before they started talking, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over and said to Zhao Laosan.

"Second brother, what are you talking about? Could it be that only you, Zhao Lao Er, are allowed to come to the Martial Arts Recruitment Conference held by the Wan Family, and I, Zhao Lao San, are not allowed to come?" Zhao Lao San asked sullenly.

The person just now was named Zhao Laoer, who was really Zhao Laosan's second brother. His words were not greeting Zhang Laosan, the sarcasm and disdain in his tone could be heard by anyone.

"Come, of course I can come, but I'm worried that the people here are not strong enough, and the family will lose face when the time comes."

Zhao Laoer looked at the people behind Zhao Laosan without a trace in his eyes, and then said with a smirk.

Zhao Lao Er knew the strength of his brother best. Judging from the information obtained earlier, the person Zhao Lao San was going to send out to fight was a 24-year-old young man whose strength had reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.

He is already a young man with outstanding strength among the subordinates controlled by Zhao Laosan, but compared with the people sent by other tribes, he is a bit inferior.

In Zhao Laoer's view, Zhao Laosan is here to make soy sauce this time, just going through the motions, and it is basically impossible to achieve any results.

"Huh, whoever lost face, I will find out later." Zhao Lao San said angrily, he shook his face, ignored Zhao Lao Er's sarcasm, and led Yang Tian and the others to their place .

After that, people from several tribes came to the square one after another. At [-]:[-] in the morning, the steward of the Wan clan came to the ring.

With his appearance, the square became quiet. Everyone knew that today's group arena was about to start.

"Welcome all the tribes, all the leaders, come to the scene of the ring contest held by our Wan family. Today's ring will implement an elimination mechanism. There is no specific order. The final winner, the leader of the force he represents, will be ours. Miss' husband-in-law." The butler said loudly in the arena.

This sentence can be said to have ignited the atmosphere of the audience. The butler had just stepped off the stage when a representative of a tribe rushed to the ring.

"Mu Qingteng of the Qingmu tribe, I wonder if there is a strong man who is willing to come to the stage to teach him?" That person declared himself as soon as he came to the stage.

Yang Tian recognized him at a glance, Mu Qingteng, a once-in-a-century genius in the Qingmu tribe, is 19 years old this year, but his strength has reached the peak in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

However, after all, Mu Qingteng was a little younger and couldn't hold his breath. In today's group arena where there are so many strong people, he is destined to only become a green leaf to bring out the strength of others.

"My servant, Ge Youlong, is from the Ge family, please enlighten me!"

Sure enough, not long after Mu Qingteng finished speaking, someone kicked the court.

Ge Youlong is 23 years old this year, and his strength has reached the late stage of foundation establishment. Although he has just entered the late stage of foundation establishment, he is still more than enough to deal with Mu Qingteng.

The ending was as Yang Tian expected, the wooden green vine was in Ge Youlong's hands, and Ge Youlong knocked him off the ring without even making it through three moves.

"Hero, what should we do?" Zhao Laosan asked impatiently.

Zhao Laosan has always been looked down upon by others. He really wants Yang Tian to make a move now, and those so-called Tianjiao will be knocked down, so that he can make a good face for himself.

"Zhao Laosan, let's observe first, and don't rush to make a move." Yang Tian said.

Although the people on stage are all stunned, but Yang Tian knows that it's not these little guys who are really troublesome.

Young Master Xiaoyao, Young Master Qingsong, etc. are the most difficult characters. Their strength has reached the Xuanzhao state, and they became famous earlier. They are Yang Tian's biggest competitors this time.

Yang Tian believed that those people, like him, would not make a move so early.

After all, there are as many as [-] contestants participating in the competition. Let others earn a while first, and then make a move later, and you can also retain some strength.

"Well, well, just follow your orders." Although Zhao Laosan was impatient, there was nothing he could do.

If Zhao Laosan wants to win the group arena, he still has to rely on Yang Tian. As for how to arrange it, he really can't get involved.

After Ge Youlong won the group arena, it didn't last long before he was kicked out of the arena by the next person on stage.

The group arena is originally a world where the strong are respected, as long as your strength is a little weak, you will be kicked out immediately and lose the qualification for the competition.

(End of this chapter)