Chapter 19: Fighting Competition
Representatives of various forces came forward one after another to offer congratulatory gifts.
Seeing that Old Wang received a large number of congratulatory gifts, Wang Hao was extremely envious. No wonder he wanted to hold a foundation building ceremony. The gifts received were probably tens of thousands of spiritual stones, which was equivalent to the output of Wang Hao's farm in a year.
This ceremony was presided over by Wang Longyou, another member of the Wang family with a surname of Zhujilong.
The Wang family has the following lineage: "Carrying forward the glorious past, the road is long and continuing the literature; studying the basics and uprightness, and being virtuous and determined." is the generation. Immortal cultivators usually marry and have children late. The Wang family has inherited it for more than 300 years, and now only the Wu generation is the backbone. The power lies with the writing generation. Most of the writing generation has just grown up and lacks experience!
The current patriarch is Wang Guang'an, a two-hundred-year-old Guangzi generation. However, it is said that he was seriously injured during the last beast wave and has been recuperating in seclusion and is no longer in charge.
After Wang Longyou presided over the gift presentation session, he raised his hands and said loudly: "Thank you all for coming to attend the foundation building ceremony of my Wang family. We have prepared drinks and please enjoy them. There are too many Taoist friends who came to congratulate us. If there is not enough hospitality, Please be considerate of this. ”
"Fellow Daoist Wang is joking. Who hasn't seen the respectability of the Wang family today? I'd like to propose a toast to you," Li Yaozu said with a smile to build the foundation of the Li family.
Lei Liheng, the foundation builder of the Lei family, said: "Fellow Taoist Li, please don't mistake the protagonist. Today is the foundation building ceremony of Taoist Wang Yanzhao. Friend Wang, please take this glass!" He raised his glass to Wang Yanzhao in the middle of the high platform.
Wang Yanzhao smiled when he heard this and raised his glass in response!
"This scene is no different from the company's annual meeting." Wang Hao sat at the back and enjoyed the fine wine and food with peace of mind.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, there is no point in just drinking. There are so many immortal cultivators here today, as well as young people from various families. How about holding a fighting meeting to learn from each other?" Zhao Gaofang, a foundation-building cultivator of the Zhao family, suddenly suggested.
Lei Liheng brightened up after hearing this: "I agree, but if it's just a competition, it would be very boring. If there is no reward for the juniors, I'm afraid they won't do their best. Why don't you come up with some luck! Fellow Daoist Wang, your Wang family is the host, what do you think?" "
Wang Longyou smiled slightly and said: "Since everyone is interested, I will accompany you to the end. Our Wang family will give out three bottles of Huanglong Pill as rewards for the top three, five Golden Silk Apricots as rewards for the top five, and the other top ten will all get Soul Gathering A bottle of Dan!”
"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are so generous. Our Li family is also joining in the fun and giving out three second-level low-grade spiritual talismans to reward the top three, and the top ten will each get a first-order high-grade spiritual talisman!" As the in-laws of the Wang family, the Li family is also extremely generous.
"Well, then my Lei family produces three high-grade magic weapons, and the top three will be rewarded!" The Lei family started out as a weapon refiner, and they are quite arrogant. The top-grade magic weapons are worth more than Bai Lingshi, which is now more than three hundred!
"My Zhao family will produce five altars of first-grade spiritual wine, red blood brew!"
"Then my Cheng family will send out three wind-chasing horses!"
After the reward was decided, Wang Yanzhao said with a smile: "Then go to the martial arts stage of my Wang family. It is spacious and has restrictions, which is perfect for fighting! Everyone, go and confirm the contestants from each family, and my Wang family will be responsible for the casual training!"
The rewards were generous, and applicants were immediately enthusiastic.
Lao Wang walked straight towards him, "You will join us later!"
"I won't join in the fun, right?" To be honest, the spiritual apricots on his farm have been mass-produced, and there is no shortage of training resources, so he has no intention of joining in the fun.
Wang Yanzhao's tone could not be refused: "You have to participate, and you have to get in the top ten. It's not so easy to get the stewardship of the city. Although my father won it for you, if you don't show enough strength, it's inevitable that someone will not." Convinced, it’s against you! If you want to practice with peace of mind in the future, you must use your strength to intimidate them!”
"Uh, okay, I'll try my best!" Wang Hao could only agree.
The arena is ready-made and does not require much preparation. Several foundation-building monks discussed some rules and ordered it to begin.
The participating monks are basically mid-to-late Qi training monks, reaching 121, of which the five major families account for 70 people. The Wang family has the home field advantage and has the largest number of participants, with 20 people! Work in pairs and draw lots to compete.
The rules are very simple, that is, you are not allowed to use talismans, magic weapons, etc. that are above the first-level high-grade or above. You are not allowed to use dead hands to knock your opponent off the ring or admit defeat to count as victory.
The martial arts field was divided into four areas, and four games were held at the same time. Wang Hao drew No. 9, the third game in the first arena.
Wang Hao went to occupy the No. 1 ring. At this time, there were two monks on the ring. One of them was very familiar, it was Wang Wenzhi, and the other looked like a casual monk!
There was a foundation-building monk serving as the referee, and a simple formation was set up in the ring to prevent the aftermath of the attack from spreading to the audience outside the venue.
The two of them didn't talk nonsense. After bowing and bowing, they pulled away and started fighting. Wang Wenzhi took out a big black iron rod and danced like a tiger. The casual cultivator was suppressed and could only dodge passively!
"Wang Wenzhi is indeed a physical practitioner," Wang Hao suspected that he was a physical practitioner when he first saw him, but now he was finally sure.
There was a "bang" sound, and Wang Hao looked up and saw that the magic weapon in the hands of the casual cultivator had been broken into two pieces and was frozen in place.
Wang Wenzhi didn't take the opportunity to strike, and slammed the iron rod on the ground: "Do you want to fight again?"
"Fellow Taoist, I have a high level of cultivation, but I lost!" The casual cultivator looked ugly. He lost in the arena, the magic weapon was destroyed, and the loss was to my grandma's house!
The second match was between a young female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training from the Zhao family and a male cultivator in the late stage of Qi training from the Lei family. The difference in cultivation between the two was too big. In an instant, the female cultivator was stopped and had to admit defeat!
It was Wang Hao's turn. He walked onto the stage. His opponent was also a female cultivator in red. The logo on her clothes showed that she was from the Li family. She was at the sixth level of Qi training, not stronger than Wang Hao. This made Wang Hao feel relieved. He had never fought with anyone before, so he was much less experienced. If he went up against a late-stage cultivator, Wang Hao would definitely be eliminated in one round!
The two stood still, and the female cultivator stared at Wang Hao and asked, "Are you Wang Hao?"
"Oh? Do you know me?" Wang Hao had no information about this female cultivator.
"Li Dexi is my aunt, what do you think? If you know what's good for you, admit defeat quickly, otherwise I will make you lose face later!"
Wang Hao was immediately happy: "Girl, I wonder if you have heard of this saying?"
"What?"
"You are very beautiful!"
"Humph, of course! But do you think I will let you go if you say something nice?" The female cultivator looked proud when she heard Wang Hao's praise.
"Then don't think too much!"
"Hahaha, it's really interesting!" The crowd couldn't help laughing!
"You bastard!"
"Stop talking nonsense and start!" The two bickered so much that the referee couldn't stand it anymore.
"Then I'll start!" Wang Hao took out a dozen talismans from his arms. These were the fireball talismans he had accumulated over the past three years. Old Wang asked him to enter the top ten. The opponents behind him would become stronger and stronger, so he couldn't consume too much mana at this time.
Dozens of fireballs shot out, and the temperature on the ring instantly increased.
The red-clothed woman's jade face changed, and she quickly cast a spell to form a water wall in front of her. At the same time, she took out a small shield and protected her body after activating it!
If there were only a few fireball talismans, she might be able to defend against them, but there were dozens of them, and each fireball talisman was worth five spirit stones. Wang Hao threw out hundreds of them at once!
"Boom boom boom!" A series of explosions sounded, and the woman was directly blown away. The woman fell under the ring, and there was still a raging fire burning around her. The referee on the sidelines immediately cast a spell to put out the fire.
Her originally delicate face was smoked black and red, and her red robe was burnt out of shape, revealing her beauty.
Listening to the spectators' pointing and talking, the woman was immediately ashamed, glared at Wang Hao fiercely and left quickly!
"Wang Hao wins," the result was announced, and Wang Hao walked off the stage, began to meditate and recover, and observed the situation of other stages.