It should be because she just cried, her eyes were wet at this time.

Looking at her wet eyes, Zheng Shiyi's heart trembled for a moment and asked quickly: "Xiao Wanxue, is someone bullying you?"

Tang Wanxue shook her head and said, "No, tomorrow will be a clan competition. I am afraid that Brother Zheng Shiyi will be in a bad mood, so I come here to take a look."

Zheng Shiyi touched her hair and said, "Little girl, it's been a year since this matter. Don't worry, I will definitely take back what I lost tomorrow, and I will definitely enter the Xuanming Sect!"

"Come on, Brother Zheng Shiyi!" Tang Wanxue shook her fist and left the room.

Looking at the departure of Tang Wanxue, Zheng Shiyi frowned involuntarily, "Why is this little girl weird tonight? Is there anything I hide from me?"

The next morning, the Zheng family's martial arts performance venue was crowded with people.

Whether it is the disciples who usually practice outside or the tribe members who go out for business outside, they all rushed back home to witness the tribe comparisons every year.

Among them, Zheng Shan’s brother Zheng Ping is the one who calls for the championship.

He is only sixteen years old now, but he has reached the level of the fifth chakra of Qi Wheel Realm.

Now he is the first person in the younger generation of the Zheng family.

Compared with the previous tribe, his brother Zheng Song won the championship and entered the Xuanming Sect.

If he enters the Xuanming Sect again this year, then there will be an extra pair of brothers entering the Xuanming Sect in the history of the Zheng family.

By then, Zheng Xuan, the third elder of their grandfather, will greatly improve his status in the clan.

It has been a year since Zheng Ping entered the fifth chakra of the Qi Wheel Realm.

In the eyes of the elders, this time the tribe comparison is just a situation.

Knowing that Zheng Ping must win in the clan competition and entered the Xuanming Sect, the elders who had been incompatible with Zheng Xuan took the initiative to give in and show goodwill to him.

He was surrounded by the elders, and was even more glorious than Zheng Desheng, who was the patriarch.

The juniors of the Zheng family were talking about Zheng Ping enviously.

"I entered the fifth chakra of Qi Hunting at the age of sixteen. I am so envious of me!"

"To be precise, he entered the fifth chakra of Qihu Realm at the age of fifteen!"

"Yes, he entered the fifth chakra of Qihu Realm last year!"

"The champion of this competition must be his!"

Amid their discussion, Zheng Shiyi came to the martial arts training ground.

As soon as he arrived, many juniors screamed as if they saw foreign objects, "Look! Look! I'm not mistaken, that waste, is coming to the martial arts field? Wasn't his martial soul taken away?"

"Does he still want to participate in the clan competition with his Qihe Realm in one round?"

"He is desperate, right? I heard from my brother that if he can't reach the four wheels of the Qi wheel, he will be beaten up when he goes up!"

"It's a pity that if his supreme soul is still there..."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense! Saying this will offend people from the third elders!"

Among these juniors, even if they have reached the three chakra of Qihe Realm, they do not have the courage to participate in the clan competition.

Zheng Shiyi has been in the Qi Wheel Realm for one round. He rarely participated in group activities in the past year. At this time, he was obviously here to participate in the clan competition.

The tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by the dog. In the past, they can't stand up to Zheng Shiyi! Now? He is in a downturn... Of course, he will come to take revenge on him!

Looking at the juniors walking towards him, the third elder just smiled faintly.

It is not worth it to cause trouble for the younger generation to be a waste.

"Wait, Zheng Ping seems to be heading towards that waste!"

When these juniors gathered towards Zheng Shiyi, they were surrounded by Zheng Shan and others. Zheng Ping, who had a similar appearance to Zheng Shan, also walked towards Zheng Shiyi.

Seeing this scene, the juniors immediately stopped.

In order to compete for the championship of the clan competition, the three Zheng Ping brothers and Zheng Shiyi's hatred was quite big.

In the last tribe comparison, Zheng Shiyi was taken away for competing with Zheng Ping's brother Zheng Song.

Now that he has become a waste, he still wants to grab Zheng Ping's championship. Will Zheng Ping make him feel better?

Under their eyes, Zheng Ping came to Zheng Shiyi and asked simply: Did you hurt my brother?"

The simple question is full of a strong sense of questioning, which sounds more like a scolding than a questioning. Anyone can clearly feel the arrogant attitude.

Zheng Shiyi frowned and nodded: "That's right."

"Very good!" Zheng Ping nodded with a sneer, looked at Zheng Shiyi in a squint, and then headed towards the competition area.

Zheng Shan suddenly became excited! When he passed by Zheng Shiyi, he raised his little finger and waved his fingers repeatedly, and said with a bit of bad pride in his smile: "You just wait for death!"

Then, he strides towards Zheng Ping.

"Wait for death?"

Zheng Shiyi smiled and shook his head slightly. If it were me before! Participating in the competition is indeed like seeking death! Now? I am carrying the peerless spiritual liquid that can only be possessed by the preparatory leader of the great sect, and once again nurtured a new soul species! Although I don’t know if it is still the supreme soul! But the breeding of two martial souls has already shown its extraordinaryness!

"Brother Zheng Shiyi! You can definitely do it!"

In the crowd, Tang Wanxue became the only color in Zheng Shiyi's eyes. She waved her small fists and made the greatest cheer, which attracted everyone to see her.

Zheng Shiyi also waved his fists in response. When he saw Qin Bo, the old farmer behind Tang Wanxue, he was a little confused. Why is the old man's aura somewhat different from usual?

This old man only cares about flowers and plants on weekdays, so why did he appear here today? Zheng Shiyi shook his head, calmed his mind and did not think too much, and prepared for the clan comparison.

The elder in charge of this tribe competition was obviously to please Zheng Ping. As soon as he arrived, he announced the beginning of the competition.

Perhaps because I was afraid of making a grudge with Zheng Ping, there were much fewer disciples participating in the competition this time than in previous years, and a total of twelve people participated.

Players draw lots to decide their opponents, defeat them, and then go directly to the next round, and so on until the champion is decided.

The opponent Zheng Shiyi drew was a four-wheeled qi wheel.

Looking at Zheng Shiyi walking towards the ring, the tribesmen showed surprise.

"My God, this trash really dares to stand on the ring!"

"Could he still regard himself as a genius?"

"For such a waste who is not self-aware, living is a waste of air. It's better to kill him directly!"

The onlookers under the ring either showed the same look or stared at them.

The opponent standing opposite Zheng Shiyi also showed contemptuous eyes. He kept yawning and said to Zheng Shiyi: "Someone was in front of me on the ring and asked me to interrupt your hands and feet. Now it's too late for you to get off the ring. Don't move, I will only break one of your legs..."

Zheng Shiyi's eyes flashed across his opponent and fell on Zheng Shan, who was smiling not far from the ring, and said slowly: "Just based on you, you are qualified to collect money? Idiot..."

Idiot! Idiot! Idiot again! Zheng Shan was angry when he heard this, and ran to Zheng Shiyi's opponent Zheng Qing in the ring in two steps, and gestured a throat-cutting gesture in front of his throat.

Idiot? Zheng Qingdun felt insulted, so many people were watching! He was actually scolded by such a trash! He was useless!

Zheng Qing strode out, lifted his elbow and fist, and directly blasted towards the other party's chest!

Zheng Shiyi's eyelids twitched, and his fist was like a meteor, and he was able to swing the four cows with the power of the four cows! It seems that the family's meteor boxing practiced is quite hot!

The Meteor Fist arrived in an instant! Zheng Shiyi sank his waist and stepped forward, raising his palms and arms high like swinging a battle axe, slashing out with a thunder strike, slashing hard at the face of the Meteor Fist!

"Smack!"

When the fists and palms collided, his confident punch was easily repelled by Thunder Sanming, and he vomited blood and flew backwards off the ring.

The entire martial arts venue was quiet like death.

The person who had previously guessed that Zheng Shiyi would be broken by a few ribs was completely petrified, and he opened his mouth stupidly and looked at Zheng Shiyi who was knocking his opponent down the ring without moving.

If you can hit the four wheels of the Qi Hu Realm with one punch until you vomit blood in your mouth, you must at least have the strength of the five wheels of the Qi Hu Realm!
Chapter completed!