"Rules are made by people, and rules are also changed by people!"
The Lieyang Spear did not show any weakness, and with a flick of his body, the sixth-level combat power of Wushu was released at the same time.
"Use force?!"
Bang bang bang!
Several buddies of Nie Yangjian also released their combat power one after another. Although there is no sixth level of martial arts, but it is also the fourth level and fifth level. Several people release at the same time, and the momentum is not weak.
"okay!
Big brother is still dead, what are you guys doing? ! "
Seeing this, Nie Yangdao yelled angrily.
The status of the family needs to be contested, but not internal strife.
This is the principle of Nie Yangdao, he still has a bottom line, at least not to damage the interests of the family.
"How about this~"
When Nie Tiantian saw this, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smirk:
"After all, the family will still need support from our generation in the future, so let us juniors grow up early, hoping to get rid of the current state of mermaids in the future. I suggest that we simply have a martial arts competition with each generation, and whoever wins will temporarily be the patriarch .The elders will enter the elders' pavilion to help us, so that we can grow up faster~ I don't know what the uncles want?"
Nie Yitian's proposal sounds entirely for the family to have a higher room for growth.
All the first generation can participate in the competition.
This sounds so fair that it is impossible to refuse.
Rejection is selfish.
What's more, apart from the Nie Yangjian faction and the Nie Yang Dao faction, there are also the old five, the sixth, the seventh, and the old fifteen factions, because Nie Yangjian has fifteen brothers!
Those people were originally weak and never wanted to compete for the patriarch. But now Nie Yitian gave everyone a chance.
Who hasn't cultivated a few talented juniors and a little secret weapon?
Now is the opportunity to get ahead.
All juniors in the general construction period have a chance to win!
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
"I have no opinion!"
"Can!"
After Nie Yitian finished speaking, they responded one after another.
They even thought that Nie Yitian was a little silly, oh no, he was very selfless.
He gave everyone a chance, but also created great uncertainty for himself. Originally, he could just be the heir to the patriarch properly.
So everyone is still a little grateful.
Nie Yangjian looked around, but unexpectedly, the situation was completely controlled by Nie Tiantian's words.
"Okay, then I can try it too, haha, patriarchs"
Nie Yihui also happily agreed.
Nie Yangjian is full of anger!
This is the last thing Nie Yangjian wanted.
Nie Yihui, the only son of Nie Yangjian, is a waste.
This good-for-nothing is lazy and idle all day long, and he is still Nie Yitian's loyal follower.
"are you idiot!"
Nie Yangjian couldn't help cursing in his heart.
It's useless to scold, this matter is settled like this.
Everyone has hope and has their own little abacus.
But none of them thought about the fact, nor did they think about why Nie Yitian had to set up so many opponents for himself.
Because Nie Yitian is not a period of general construction, but a period of shaping martial arts!
The plastic martial arts period vs. the general construction period!
There is no hope for them all!
Three days later, the date of the competition arrived as scheduled.
Each faction sent a supervisor to supervise the fairness of the competition, and a total of eleven people formed the supervision team.
The head of the group, Nie Yangdao, is the deputy head of the clan.
Nie Yangdao didn't like this thankless team leader.
"I declare! The acting patriarch's first-generation martial arts competition begins now!"
"I announce the rules of the competition. This competition is a group arena. If one party falls down, admits defeat, or is kicked out of the ring, it will be a failure. The winner will enter the next round.
? In this competition, only the first place will be selected, so all competitions are knockouts. Up to now, a total of 64 first-generation clansmen have signed up for a total of six rounds of competition, which will be completed in two days. Before the first round of competition, lots will be drawn to determine the matchup situation.
The draw begins below! "
The rules of the competition are very simple, only the first knockout match is selected, and to become the final champion, only six wins are enough.
Drawing lots is also very simple. Sixty-four people quickly drew their own lottery numbers.
Nie Tiantian is on the 18th.
NieRemember number fifty-eight.
Nie Yihui No. 60
"From the first to the tenth ring, please come to the ring from the first to the twentieth!"
The Nie family has a total of ten arenas, and ten arena matches can be held at a time.
Big family, big money!
Of course, it is for Mutao Town.
The players came to the stage one after another.
Nie Yitian's opponent is a little fat man. Nie Yitian has a vague impression that he is a cousin, who seems to be called fat, oh, for Nie Yifa.
Nie Tiantian is very annoying, why these cats and dogs can also come to the competition.
He forgot, because of him.
"Brother Yitian, my name is Xiaopang, Nie Yipang, do you still remember me? Brother Yitian wants to let me~"
Nie Yipang was very happy to see Nie Yitian, so he took the initiative to say hello.
Reach out and don't hit the smiling face.
Nie Yitian was very impatient, but as the future patriarch, he should have a basic demeanor, so he pretended to smile and said:
"Little Fatty, remember, remember, put"
boom! ~
Before the heart word could be said, Nie Tiantian was punched.
Nie Yipang actually engaged in a sneak attack.
He punched Nie Tiantian hard.
Nie Tiantian didn't take back his graceful smile, but the angry look of cursing rushed out.
"I rely on it!~
You actually engaged in a sneak attack!
Your Nie family really"
Nie Tiantian scolded and half remembered, he himself belongs to the Nie family.
Aggrieved!
If you can't scold, you can only fight.
boom! !
Nie Tiantian returned a punch.
Nie Yipang generally builds the third level, and Nie Yitian builds the martial arts stage.
There is a huge difference in strength between the two.
Nie Yipang flew away, and he was about to fly out of the ring.
Snapped! ~
It was pulled back abruptly.
It was Nie Yitian.
It's a small matter for me to be hurt by a surprise attack, but a big matter for my face.
I greet you with a good smile, and you greet me with a smile with your fist!
boom! ~
"Let you sneak attack me!"
Bang bang! ~
"You actually engaged in a sneak attack!!"
Bang bang bang! ~
Nie Tiantian scolded and beat at the same time, unexpectedly very rhythmic.
"Oh!~~Don't fight~I was wrong, I was wrong!~~Surrender, I surrender!~Oh!~~"
Nie Yipang didn't expect Nie Yitian to mind so much. He knew he was bound to lose, and he just wanted to sneak up on Nie one day and have the capital to show off in the future, maybe tell his grandson decades later,
"Do you know? Back then, your grandfather punched the patriarch, making the patriarch look like a pig's head!~"
For a family relative like Nie Yipang, this kind of showing off is very touching.
Sometimes, the little people have the pursuit of the little people, which is very simple and sad.
It's just that Nie Yipang didn't expect that his small pursuit would cost a lot.
Now he himself is beaten like a pig's head.
Begging for mercy and surrendering are still useful, after all Nie Yitian couldn't really beat him to death.
Bang bang!
"Bah, you actually engaged in a sneak attack!
remember! Our Nie family must be upright! "
Nie Yitian punched him twice at the end, and then gave him a few words of education, showing his righteousness.
"Yes, yes, yes! What the patriarch taught is true!"
Nie Yipang stroked his pig-like head and nodded repeatedly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com