The first old man with white hair turned around and looked at the old men behind him and said, "We old brothers, haven't been together for a long time."

"Yes, I'm busy practicing, hoping to break through and live a few more years." The third old man said with a short and dry goatee.

These people are the senior combat power of the Xu family. The leader is Xu Changling, the peak strength of Xuanzong; behind are the second and third grandfathers of the Xu family, all at the peak of Xuanshi, half-step Xuanzong.

In comparison, although Xu Changling is the oldest, his face has much fewer wrinkles than the second and third brothers. His waist is not as hunched as they are, but rather he is quite tough.

If you are one level higher, Xu Changling's aging will be much slower.

"Father, two uncles, please sit down." Xu Qinglu, the eldest son of the eldest son of the house, ordered people to bring in three high chairs and ask the three elders to sit down.

"Qinglu's cultivation has made great progress, and he is almost catching up with me, the old man." After carefully examining Xu Qinglu, the second ancestor of the Xu family sighed, not knowing whether he was sad about the years.

"Why didn't you see the Zhengxin?" The third ancestor of the Xu family glanced around and said.

"When I return to Uncle San, Zhengxin also wants to participate in the competition, so he is queuing up to receive the license plate." Xu Qinglu replied.

"Hey, I grew up with this kid. I'm smart and clever. I'll probably win the championship this conference." The second ancestor of the Xu family laughed.

"That may not be," the third ancestor curled his lips dissatisfiedly, "My Qingjun's boy is Zhengchun. He is only fifteen years old and is already in the middle stage of Xuanshi, and is no worse than Zhengxin."

"Okay, don't fight for these things," Xu Changling said, "The younger generations are fighting and making trouble, let them go. Whoever wins and whoever loses, is it useful for us to work hard here?"

On the central high platform, Xu Qingliu announced loudly: "All the Xu family members who received the license plates will immediately arrange them in two rows in the order of the license plates, one row in the Tian character and one row in the Di character!"

Xu Yang looked at the license plate in his hand, which had the words "Diyi" written on it, and his heart was bright. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and walked straight to the front of the line on the right.

"Is that Xu Yang?"

"It seems to be good, it turns out that he is Dizi No. 1."

"That's a tragic thing. Tianzi No. 1 is Xu Zhengming, a strong man who has condensed the Xuan Wheel. It is said that he had a conflict with Xu Yang."

Whispers kept coming into his ears, and Xu Yang was unmoved and stood at the front of the team on the right.

At the front of the left team, Xu Zhengming was in the line, staring at Xu Yang with a proud look on his face, his lips twitched, and said in an extremely low voice: "Baoty, be ready to die. It's too late for you to leave now."

Xu Yang was too lazy to pay attention to the fly, so he closed his eyes and rested. In Xu Zhengming's opinion, this scene was a sign of showing weakness. He sneered and kept saying sarcastic words.

After the queue was completed, Xu Qingliu looked at Xu Yang and Xu Zhengming who were in the front, with a strange smile that was not easy to detect on his face, and announced loudly: "Now, the competition begins! The first group, Xu Zhengming, and Xu Yang, the first diary!"

In the shed on the north side, Xu Changling, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly opened his eyes, and his splendor shone and disappeared in a flash.

"Xu Yang? Which Xu Yang is..." The second ancestor of the Xu family said in surprise.

"That's right, it's the descendant of Xu Qingyuan," the third ancestor of the Xu family snorted heavily. "I don't know what the people who do things think. Such a family abandoned children can come to participate in the family competition in a grand manner."
Chapter completed!