Outside the Martial House, there was a high-rise arena, and a temporary audience seating was built around it. It was divided into four parts, and there were banquets and banquets in all four directions.
Only influential people in the city could go to the spectators' stands, have a feast, and watch the matches.
Ordinary people could only stand at a distance. Fortunately, the arena was well built and could be seen from afar. Especially around the arena, there were four huge bronze mirrors. No matter which direction they looked from, they could accurately see the arena from the bronze mirrors.
The Wu Clan really put in a lot of effort for today's day.
Just as the morning light shrouded them, Wu Delong led a large group of clansmen, dressed in red and green, and anxiously waited at the street corner.
The onlookers were already surrounded. Everyone followed Wu Delong and occasionally put up an arbor to look into the distance.
"I heard that the people from the Red Tassel Sect came here specifically for the Wu Clan."
"That's right. The Wu Clan's Clan Master is a peak Fortune Realm expert. He can be said to be omnipotent. The Red Tassel Sect naturally attaches great importance to such a hero."
"Of course not. If the Wu Clan can produce a Good Fortune Realm Martial Dragon, then there are a few more. Which sect in this world doesn't want a junior like this?"
"That Wu Delong's eldest young master is also very formidable. He is an expert at the Sky Scryer Seventh Layer. Ha, this Wu Clan really has many talents."
Hearing everyone's discussions, Wu Delong couldn't help but raise his head high and act with high respect.
On the other hand, the younger generations of the Wu Clan were all overjoyed. They rubbed their hands and fists, waiting for them to perform well today.
"Coming!" Suddenly, Wu Delong's expression changed and he hurriedly said, "Quick, quickly play the music!"
The sound of blowing and singing rang out, and red lanterns hung all around.
On the horizon, a red cloud appeared. This red cloud came at a very fast speed, and a hazy and holy white light flickered on the edge of the cloud.
"Red Tassel Sect!" All the people cried out in unison, and the people all crawled on the ground, as if they were welcoming a heavenly deity to descend to the mortal world.
However, a red ship slowly descended from the red clouds and a group of twenty people jumped down.
"Ha, someone from Wu, welcome to the Red Tassel Sect!" Wu Delong clasped his fists and bowed before striding forward proudly.
From the direction of the Red Tassel Sect, there was a group of young disciples who looked to be in their twenties. They were only at the sixth or seventh level of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, but their identities weren't ordinary.
"Elder Wu." One of the leading young men and Wu Delong nodded, "This time, we have been ordered by the sect to observe the selection of the Martial Clan. We want to select three juniors from your clan and directly enter our Red Tassel Sect."
As he spoke, the young man clasped his fists and faced the sky respectfully.
"Three!" Wu Delong was overjoyed, "Good, good, very good. Come, Qing'er, Hong'er, quickly come and meet your future senior brother."
Wu Delong pulled two seventeen or eighteen-year-old youths and introduced them to the sect messenger. He said happily, "This young man is called Wu Duan Qing, and this girl is called Wu Xiao Hong."
"They are my eldest grandson and eldest granddaughter. They are also the two most talented and accomplished youths of our Wu Clan. They are both seventeen years old now, but they are already at the second level of the Origin Return Stage."
The sect messenger raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Seventeen-year-old Guiyuan 2nd layer? Not bad, really a good seedling."
"Greetings, Senior Brother." The man and woman bowed respectfully to the sect messenger.
On the other side, in order to show their face, the Wu Clan brought their juniors and elders to greet the messengers of the sect. They enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone and chatting with the Red Tassel Sect in the crowd.
On the other side, outside the arena, there were two big red pillars. One was tied to Xiao Jun, while the other was tied to Tu Yun.
Xiang Nan stood under the pillar, hugging his shoulders and looking into the distance.
Xiao Jun sighed and said to Xiang Nan below, "Brother, hurry up and leave. I don't want to implicate you. There is no way for you to stay alive."
"Wu Delong is ruthless and ruthless. He will definitely try his best to squeeze out all of your value."
Xiang Nan said, "If you don't leave, I won't leave. I won't abandon my brother."
Xiao Jun said, "Your future is boundless and promising. Don't ruin your future for me."
"Future? Ha." Xiang Nan thought of what Xuan Qingzhu had said and couldn't help but laugh, "What future? What future is worth sacrificing your brother?"
"Forgive me for not being ambitious. The first person in my heart is the one I care about, the second is Cang Sheng, and the third is justice. I didn't leave a place for that future."
"If you want to die, then die. I never care."
Xiao Jun's eyes turned red, but he lowered his head and didn't say a word.
"This isn't you." Xiang Nan said indifferently, "Do you want to live? Do you want to leave?"
"I can't do without it." Xiao Jun shook his head and sighed, "Grandpa will kill him before he leaves the city."
"I asked you if you want to live!" Xiang Nan said.
Xiao Jun hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Let's not say if you can defeat Wu Delong, but if you want to save me, you will inevitably slaughter the Wu Family. Xiang Nan, let me ask you something."
"If there comes a day when your life needs to be exchanged for someone from your family, would you be willing?"
"They don't deserve to be your family." Xiang Nan said.
Xiao Jun fell silent.
Xiao Jun had always been an emotional person. Even if his family was ruined by the Wu Clan, he still couldn't overcome the moral obstacle in his heart.
Xiang Nan nodded slightly, "Don't be abducted by morality. Sometimes, people who are related by blood may not necessarily be your relatives. Those who have no family or reason with you are the ones willing to die for you."
"Xiao Jun, think for yourself. Just give me one sentence when you want to leave alive."
Over there, gongs and drums were bustling. The Wu Family had already stepped onto the arena to announce the grand arrangements for today.
The first was the competition between the younger generation of the Wu Clan. After selecting three outstanding disciples, they would kill Xiao Jun and the werewolf slaughterer to celebrate.
Killing Tu Yun was to tell everyone that the Wu Clan was not to be trifled with.
Killing Xiao Jun was to alert the younger generation of the Wu Clan and not betray their clan.
Wu Delong played a good game of chess and took care of all the details. It could be said to be a meticulous arrangement.
"Alright!" The eldest son of Wu Delong, the middle-aged man at the Sky Scryer Seventh Layer clapped his hands and said, "There has been a small change in the selection of the clan. We have invited a young genius to be our training partner."
Wu Delong came to Xiang Nan's side and handed him a pill. He said coldly, "Eat it!"
"This pill will allow you to suppress your cultivation to the ninth level of the Xiantian realm."
"Also, I know that you are a Heaven Scryer Realm expert, and you have a lot of combat experience. I want you to defeat twenty juniors of my clan in a row and lose to Qing'er, Hong'er, and the people you've decided on in the end."
"Not only do you have to play well, you also have to lose cleverly. You have to show off Qing'er's battle attainments and lose beautifully. Do you understand?"
"I'll listen to you," Xiang Nan nodded.
Wu Delong's expression was gloomy as he coldly said beside Xiang Nan, "It's best not to play tricks. Don't forget that Wu Jun's life is still in my hands. Go!"
Xiang Nan swallowed the pill and jumped onto the arena.
Wu Delong's eldest son pointed at Xiang Nan and said, "This is a young disciple from the Primordial Chaos Sect of the Southern Domain! I heard that he is definitely the number one person of his age in the Primordial Chaos Sect."
Everyone was in an uproar as they pointed at Xiang Nan and began to discuss.
Everyone was curious about Xiang Nan, a rare martial artist from the Southern Domain.
The Wu Clan had also randomly arranged an identity for Xiang Nan.
