Comprehensive martial arts: starting from the leader of the clan

"I don't deserve your advice!"

Jiang Feng touched Jiang Ziyan's head and said with a smile: "You should also go and see the geniuses of the same age!"

He sighed in his heart: Time flies so fast, and before I knew it, I have become an old generation!

Zhao Fang thought to himself: Jiang Ziyan has three flowers of innate cultivation, and both her appearance and talent are top-notch. There are very few people in the clan who can compare with her. No wonder the emperor is obsessed with her.

Jiang Feng looked at the scenery in front of him, and soon came to a martial arts field!

The martial arts field covers a large area, and it seems that some activities are being held!

"Today is the family martial arts competition, and several Taoist friends will help me take a look!"

When several people arrived, the Zhao clan members saluted respectfully when they saw Zhao Fang, and looked at Jiang Feng and others with curious eyes from time to time.

Go straight to the rostrum! .

On the ring, two young men in their early twenties, with the cultivation of double flower innate, fought back and forth with long swords.

They were ruthless and did not hold back at all, and their actual combat experience was quite good.

A great master stood beside the ring, ready to rescue at any time!

Around the ring, many people of the same age gathered, both men and women, most of them were double flower innate, and there were also several triple flower innate.

"How is it?"

Zhao Fang turned around and asked with a smile.

"They are all outstanding!"

Jiang Feng praised, but he was not flattering the clan.

There were more than a hundred double flower warriors in front of him. Nowadays, double flower warriors are not as rare as in the past, but they are still synonymous with genius.

Besides, the young people in front of him were all innate, and there was no master.

This competition should be aimed at innate warriors. In other words, the Zhao family should not lack double flower masters.

Unlike the Jiang family, which has only been passed down to the fifth generation, the Zhao family has been passed down for many generations, and the selection base is much larger than that of the Jiang family.

Because Jiang Feng is special and his wives are talented, his children seem to have broken through the bloodline limit of the Jiang family!

Except for Jiang Feng's lineage, no three-flower warrior has appeared so far, whether in the direct line or the collateral line.

This is the real situation of the Jiang family, which is far worse than that of the Zhao family!

Zhao Fang looked complacent, obviously very satisfied with the performance of the younger generation.

"Bang!"

Finally, the two sides decided the winner with a difference of one move!

"Thank you!"

The winning young man in brocade clothes clasped his fists and saluted, quite calm, without the arrogance after the victory.

"Not arrogant or impatient, the children of the Zhao family are extraordinary!"

Jiang Fan sighed: The children of the Jiang family have good character, but their talents are slightly lower than those of the children of the Zhao family!

Fight after battle, two heroic young women walked onto the stage!

The two women are stunningly beautiful, both of them are double-flowered innate, with a steady aura and a solid foundation. They should have chosen not to break through to the Grandmaster level in order to break through to the three-flowered innate level!

"These two are my direct descendants, what do you think, Brother Jiang?"

Zhao Fang asked meaningfully.

Jiang Feng knew that he was not asking about strength, but asking if he had any favorites.

If he favored any woman, I'm afraid Zhao Fang would immediately create a separate space for the two of them!

After the two women came on stage, they saluted each other and fought together.

The women of the Zhao family are not vases. When they fight, their moves are proficient, and they are not much inferior to the two men who just left the stage.

Jiang Feng's eyes have become picky. These two women are very beautiful, but they always feel that they are a little less interesting.

He quietly opened the eye of luck, green luck, and it was quite standard!

Luck is related to cultivation, but not absolute.

The luck of Jiang Feng's wives all exceeded the scope of cultivation and was obviously different from ordinary people.

These two women are in the royal family, but they only have green luck, no special opportunities, and their future achievements are limited. It is likely that they will end up as grandmasters!

So he was not interested and commented in a conventional way: "They are all favored by heaven, and they are on par with the two who just came off the stage!"

Zhao Fang was a little disappointed when he heard this!

The first half of the sentence was a compliment, and the second half was the real thought.

Nothing special, just not that kind of meaning.

Some things are hard to say directly, but he still understands them!

But Zhao Fang was not discouraged. There were three-flower innates in the royal family, and some were prettier than the two women, so he was not afraid that Jiang Feng would not look down on them!

Half an hour passed, and the competition went through several rounds!

Suddenly, a man and a woman walked onto the stage.

The man was a double-flower innate, and the woman only condensed one flower!

Jiang Feng took a rough look and found that there were only a few people with one flower innate around the stage.

Looking at this woman again, she was not very old, less than 20 years old, and she looked prettier than all the women who just came on stage!

Her long black hair was as smooth as silk, flowing around her white neck and waist.

Her skin was as white as jade and as delicate as snow. In the sun, her skin seemed to glow, like a crystal doll.

Her innocent eyes were like a little deer, which made people feel pity!

The two people on the stage clasped their fists and bowed!

The man did not show mercy just because his opponent was a beautiful woman.

There was also competition among the clan.

The ranking of the competition was related to the allocation of resources for the next year.

One step slow, every step slow!

Facing the pitiful woman in front of him, the man ignored her directly, held his long sword horizontally, and squeezed in like a dragon. Wherever he passed, the sword shadows floated and the cold wind blew!

The woman's cultivation was one level lower. Facing the opponent's strong attack, there was no panic on her face.

Seeing her body tilted, like a fluttering butterfly, her white skirt fluttering in the sword shadow, magnificent.

In an instant, the two exchanged several moves, fighting evenly!

The man was experienced, seeing his opponent inserted diagonally, he swung his long sword horizontally, changed from stabbing to slashing, and sealed all the gaps.

Seeing the situation, the woman fell back and retreated quickly!

The man chased closely, raised his arms and flew into the air, and then swooped down, like a vulture looking for food, looking down from a high placeDown, the long sword in her hand danced into a residual shadow!

Seeing the man flying in the air, the woman did not retreat but advanced, throwing the scabbard in her left hand into the air, which was immediately turned into powder by the sword light. The appearance of the scabbard disrupted the man's rhythm.

The figure of the woman in white flashed, and the tip of the sword appeared at the man's throat.

He was shocked and felt a shocking murderous intent coming. In a hurry, his head tilted slightly to one side!

With a sound of 'swish', a strand of black hair on the man's neck was cut off by the tip of the sword and scattered on the stage.

The woman in white took advantage of the situation and took the initiative. The long sword was like plum blossoms falling from the sky, full of murderous intent, and the opponent was temporarily suppressed and couldn't raise his head.

Zhao Fang saw Jiang Feng watching with great interest and said with a smile: "Friend Jiang, guess who will win and who will lose between the two?"

Jiang Feng looked at the situation in the field and had an answer in his mind: "This woman's cultivation is one level lower, but her foundation is more solid. Whether it is the control of the fighter or the proficiency of martial arts, it is slightly higher. It's only a matter of time before she wins!"

"That's not necessarily true!"

Zhao Fang seemed to disagree!

Jiang Feng looked puzzled, and the two ancestors also looked puzzled.

In the current situation, the woman obviously has the upper hand and is suppressing the opponent.

Except that the man's cultivation is one level higher, he is inferior in other aspects.

For geniuses, in the Xiantian realm, it is rare for a single flower Xiantian to defeat a double flower Xiantian, but it is not uncommon.

The woman in front of him obviously has this ability.

As the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Fang's understanding of the Zhao family's children is not comparable to theirs, and he will not shoot without purpose!

Several people watched with doubts.

Seeing that the man was in danger, a dramatic scene appeared. The woman suddenly stumbled like a ghost, her body was unstable, and she almost fell to the ground.

The strangest thing was that her neck hit the man's sword directly.

The man looked at the long sword in his hand across the woman's neck speechlessly. If it was an enemy, he only needed to move a little to cut off the opponent's head!

He won inexplicably!

What's even stranger is that when the people in the audience saw this scene, no one was surprised, but looked as if it was expected!

The referee announced helplessly: "Zhao Xuan wins!"

The woman picked up the long sword on the ground with a look of dismay and walked off the stage with her head down.

Jiang Feng felt a strong sense of loneliness from her, as if he was abandoned by the world.

Jiang Feng was very familiar with this feeling.

When he first came to this world, he didn't have any familiar people or things, as if he didn't belong to this world.

Until the care of the Jiang family and later marrying and having children, he really integrated into this world and regarded himself as a person of this world.

Zhao Fang sighed softly, and Jiang Fan couldn't help asking: "Friend Zhao, what's going on?"

This defeat was too dramatic. The key point was that it seemed that everyone knew this would be the result, which made him confused.

He didn't suspect that the match was fake. The clan leader was sitting on the stage, and he dared to fight the fake.Competition, do you think the family rules are just for show?

"This child is talented and looks great, but she has bad luck!"

Zhao Fang shook his head helplessly!

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Feng became interested.

"You saw it just now. Normally, she can win!"

Everyone nodded, and Zhao Fang said, "But this child has always been a very good match for her since she was a child. Otherwise, as long as they are evenly matched or the gap is not far, there will always be various problems in the end, and she will definitely lose!"

"Have you checked it?"

Jiang Fan was surprised. He had lived for hundreds of years and this was the first time he heard such a strange thing.

"I've checked!"

Zhao Fang nodded and said, "There are fortune tellers in my Zhao family. Her luck is indeed not good. The two fortune tellers from the clan and the Imperial Observatory came to the same conclusion. This woman's future is worrying. She may not live past the age of 25!"

"How is it possible?"

Jiang Fan frowned and said, "The matter of luck can only be used as a reference, not as a theorem! If she stays in the clan and does not come out, the innate warriors will not suffer from common diseases. Will someone come to assassinate her?"

"You are right, fellow Taoist!"

Zhao Fang said proudly, "I want to see how God takes her life!"

Although he said so, the strange behavior of the woman has always made him nervous, and he is not as confident as he said!

"Whatever her name is, I don't believe that fate cannot be changed!"

Jiang Feng interrupted!

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