"The competition begins!"

Hongye said it, then took the microphone and retreated to Hong Qiushui's side. His body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes didn't dare to look at Hong Qiushui.

As soon as Xiao Yang's feet climbed onto the stage of the competition, he noticed a strange feeling, but this feeling was hard to describe in words. It seemed that the aura of the entire competition was particularly strange.

"Haha, Xiao Yang, I have been recognizing my reputation for a long time!"

Ye Hesong, who was standing opposite Xiao Yang, smiled embarrassedly and showed a mouthful of smoked and yellow teeth.

Hong Yu's brows frowned slightly, looked at Ye Hesong, looked down at the list in his hand, and looked at Zhang Susu beside him with a cloud of face, "Is this Ye Hesong the apprentice of the ancestor of the Ye family?"

When Zhang Susu heard this, she looked at Hongyu with confusion in her eyes, "It's the apprentice of the Ye family ancestor, but she was removed from the Ye family ancestor in her early years, so she can't be considered an apprentice! Why did the head of the Hong family think of asking this?"

Hong Yu sighed, and a look of worry appeared on his face, "The ancestor of the Ye family is a sorcerer, so Ye Hesong should also be a sorcerer. It is not common for sorcerers in the martial arts world. I wonder if Xiao Yang has a chance of winning!"

This sorcerer is considered a side sect among the cultivation level of the martial arts world. He uses Tao as its root and uses all things in the world to influence the aura and magnetic field.

Among this category, the ancestor of the Ye family is the leader. The ancestor of the Ye family has studied skills throughout his life and has few disciples included in the sect.

Xiao Yang frowned and looked at Ye Hesong in front of him, and the unspeakable strange feeling became stronger and stronger. He could tell in his heart that it must be Ye Hesong's fault, but after he came on the stage, he did not see Ye Hesong making any extra moves.

What's going on?

Xiao Yang couldn't help but mutter in his heart, and there was a fog on his head.

"Xiao Yang, it's still too late to admit defeat. I don't want your Xiao family to be completely defeated. This will damage my good deeds!"

Ye Hesong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in the two gaps, and he said coldly.

"Did you touch any tricks on this competition platform?" Xiao Yang asked in a deep voice.

"Haha, you can still see this. You are not talented! Why not worship my disciple and be an apprentice to me. I have taught all my life's learning to you. How about it?"

"dream!"

Xiao Yang said coldly, it would be better to give him a knife and let him break it by himself if he asked him to be a disciple with a sharp-mouthed guy!

The audience in the audience saw that Xiao Yang and Ye Hesong had no sign of taking action for so long, and they had no patience in their hearts.

"You two still keep doing things? They are embroidering each other like two women embroidering them?"

"Just eliminate you two directly!"

...

The onlookers in the audience shouted in a whisper.

Xiao Yang and Ye Hesong disagreed with this and ignored it.

Ye Hesong grinned, the smile on his face became more and more vicious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Yang, this is a face for you, don't want it! Don't blame me!"

As the words fell, Ye Hesong's feet stepped heavily on the ground, with two loud bangs, as if the ground was trembling.
Chapter completed!