At this moment, the square can be heard.

Everyone looked at Song Xuan standing on the ring in shock, with an incredible look on his face.

Even the other two are fighting, they couldn't help but stop.

Before defeating Song Xiaojun, his body was strong and everyone could accept it, but now he defeated Song Wei in an instant by using boxing techniques and body techniques, which was extremely surprising.

One of the warriors has the weakest talent, and has only been practicing for a year to refine the spirit level. Now he has just broken through. How could his strength suddenly increase so much?

Not only is it a breakthrough in cultivation, but it is a comprehensive improvement in physical body, boxing and body skills, which is incredible.

Can you really do this by accumulating strength?

No, absolutely impossible.

Those present, whether they were younger generations of family disciples or older generations of innate masters, they were very clear about Song Xuan's strength.

Song Wenjia and Song Wei often bully Song Xuan, how could they not know?

Yesterday, he knocked Song Xuan unconscious with one punch. How strong can Song Xuan have?

As for the innate masters, as long as they scan their spiritual sense, everything will be in their eyes. They know very well what Song Xuan had before.

But now, how do you explain this?

"How could Song Xuan become so powerful?"

"Yes, didn't he just break through? Why did he defeat Song Wei with two punches?"

...

"Looking at his appearance, it seems very relaxed. Can you defeat the third level of Spirit Refining?"

"This... is hard to say, I don't know what his strength will be with all his strength..."

The square suddenly became noisy, and everyone was talking, looking at Song Xuan in surprise, completely unsure why Song Xuan suddenly improved his strength so much.

Especially Song Wenjia and others, their faces were pitch black and their eyes were almost spitting fire, but there was a faint flash of fear.

In the past few days, everything they did to Song Xuan was almost completely killed. Now that Song Xuan's strength has improved, they finally no longer look down on Song Xuan as before.

But they didn't know that in fact, Song Xuan had been killed by them.

...

"Is it the third brother?"

Almost in an instant, the elders of the innate realm on the stage attributed all this to Song Boyuan.

After all, Song Boyuan was once a pride of heaven and a former innate powerhouse. Even if his cultivation was destroyed and his spiritual roots were destroyed, he had once walked out of Zhao. Such a person may have some treasures that outsiders do not know.

Cultivation and physical body can be forcibly improved through the treasures of heaven and earth. They are not surprised by this. What they care about is what kind of treasure is that has allowed Song Xuan to make so fast in boxing and body skills?

The next moment, some people showed dissatisfaction, and a middle-aged man in his forties even said, "I didn't expect that the third brother left some good things, and gave such a treasure to a useless one... I'm sorry, it would be a pity to give it to Song Xuan. If I had to hand it over to the family, my Song family would have long become the first family in Jixuan City."

"Yes, seventeen years have been wasted."

"The third brother really doesn't know the general..."

Others on the stage agreed, and Song Xingde, as the patriarch, looked increasingly ugly as he heard these words. Seeing that these people were talking too much, Song Xingde couldn't stand it anymore and roared: "Enough, the embarrassing thing, the third brother is already like that. What else do you want?"

A group of people were silent. Even Song Jianyuan did not dare to disobey Song Xingde at this time.

Song Xingde's words were very loud, and the disciples who were originally noisy also became quiet in an instant. Looking at the angry clan leader, they all dared not speak out.

"Brother, forget it, the children are also considering the family."

At this moment, Song Xingde's second brother Song Chengfu stood up. He looked in his seventies, with white hair and beard, and looked extremely kind. He grabbed Song Xingde and advised: "Today is a clan meeting, don't be angry, don't let the juniors laugh."

As he said that, he did not give Song Xingde a chance to speak. While forcing Song Xingde to sit down, he greeted Song Jianyuan and said, "Jianyuan, let's continue the competition."

"Yes, second uncle."

Song Jianyuan responded, then turned around and looked at Song Xuan standing on the ring. His expression was extremely complicated, puzzled and regretful. After a long time, he announced: "Song Xuansheng."

Not only Song Jianyuan was watching Song Xuan, but everyone on the stage, including the patriarch, looked at Song Xuan with complicated expressions.

Song Xuan made a stunning splash this time.

Many people secretly complained in their hearts that although they didn't know what kind of treasure Song Boyuan used for Song Xuan, they all knew that it must be an extremely precious thing.

How can such a treasure be given to a waste like Song Xuan?

Unfortunately, the family has clan rules, and no one dares to forcefully steal Song Xuan's things. Otherwise, Song Xuan's previous cultivation resources would have been robbed long ago.

...

"Human heart!"

Song Xuan glanced at these people and stayed on Song Xingde's face for a little longer. Then he jumped out of the ring without caring about what these people thought.

Well, let these people attribute everything to Song Boyuan.

At the same time, Song Xuan felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and he had to improve his strength and cultivation as soon as possible.

Song Xuan got off the arena, and there was no one else within a few meters, only Song Tianyou and Song Qi.

Song Qi looked at Song Xuan silently.

Song Tianyou looked at Song Xuan with stare eyes and exclaimed: "Brother Xuan, you... are you too exaggerating, right?"

"I guess you have the strength to refine the spirit third level, but you knocked down Song Wei in just two punches. It's too strong."

"Brother Xuan, to be honest, what is your strength?"

"Do you want to try to win the first place in the early stage group?"

...

At this moment, Song Tianyou became a chatterbox and kept talking, which made Song Xuan very helpless.

Song Qi couldn't help it, and shouted, "Shut up, don't you prepare for your game."

Song Tianyou said without caring at all: "It doesn't matter if you win or lose. I can't get the top six, but Brother Xuan will definitely be able to enter the top six."

As he said that, Song Tianyou asked again: "Brother Xuan, do you have any hope of winning first place?"

Song Qi was so angry that she gritted her teeth and kicked her hard, but Song Tianyou ignored her and Song Qi almost got angry.

If she hadn't known that it was difficult to deal with Song Tianyou at this time, she would have to beat her up before she could slacken. But she decided to go home and deal with him again.

Song Xuan faced Song Tianyou's expected gaze and smiled bitterly, and had to say, "Look, I hope I can win the first place."

"First, I won the first place in the second level of spiritual refining. It has never happened in so many years." Song Tianyou's fat face turned red with excitement, as if Song Xuan had already won the first place.

When others heard this, they felt a little moved, especially those three levels of spiritual refining that were about to go on stage to compete, and they felt very uncomfortable.

They were determined to teach Song Xuan a lesson, but when they thought of Song Xuan’s two previous moves, they didn’t have much confidence.

The second level of spirit refining and the third level of spirit refining, although the cultivation level is one level different, the difference in the amount of energy in the body is not particularly large. At this time, the main competition is still martial arts. If the martial arts are stronger, the strength will naturally be stronger.

At this moment, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded, "The clan can only compete in martial arts. It's too much to take such a heavy move?"

Listening to this sound, Song Xuan looked over in an instant.

Not surprisingly, he was a young man next to Song Wenjia, Song Wenji, a man who seemed weak but was actually cruel. Most of the scars burning fire on Song Xuan's body were from this man's hands.

Seeing Song Xuan look over, Song Wenji pretended to be weak, as if she was a little afraid of Song Xuan.

Song Wenjia next to him immediately said, "What are you afraid of him doing? It's a fact. People from the same clan are just fighting for martial arts. How cruel are you? Are you still a member of the Song family?"

The last sentence was said to Song Xuan.

The eyes of other disciples around him at Song Xuan changed instantly, and they seemed to agree with Song Wenjia's words. They were a little afraid before, but now they became hated, disgusted, and a little bit united in the same hatred.

“Double-acting sings well.”

Seeing this, Song Xuan sneered and ignored Song Wenjia. It was meaningless to whine. He was extremely disappointed with the Song family. As for how the other people in the Song family viewed him, it was no longer important.

I was originally planning to leave the Song family.

Song Wenjia snorted and said no more.

However, Song Wenjia and Song Wenji's words guided everyone. Gradually, many voices came from the crowd, and they all felt that Song Xuan was too cruel to take action.

"Brother Xuan..."

Song Tianyou was a little worried. Song Xuan was originally unpopular in the family, but now it almost aroused public anger.

Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

...

Next, it was Song Tianyou's turn to play, but in the end, this guy lost again. His mind seemed to be no longer on the game, and he hurriedly gave up and stepped down.

This made Song Qi furious and almost beat Song Tianyou in the square.

Song Tianyou felt aggrieved and muttered: "If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. Isn't this normal?"

"I'm so angry that I'm so angry, how could I have a younger brother like you?" Song Qi was so angry that she bit her teeth tightly, and she couldn't help but rub Song Tianyou's fat face hard.

"Sister, you will lose me." Song Tianyou looked desperate.

"Who cares about it?"
To be continued...