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Both Meng and Xun families made compromises and agreed to hold a competition one month later. The contestants were selected among children under the age of thirteen. The winner was awarded the Sword Sect token, and the other party was not allowed to retaliate or interfere.

"Our Meng family took out the Sword Sect token, so what should you Xun family take out as a bargaining chip? At least it cannot be lower than the Sword Sect token." Meng Fan suddenly jumped out, why should he take the Meng family's token as a prize? The Xun family should also pay some treasures.

"This guy said it well. What is the Xun family going to take out as the winner's prize?" The city lord nodded and showed his power to the Xun family.

Xun Yuanju, the leader of the Xun family, did not expect that a yellow-haired child would appear halfway through, and shouted angrily: "Ziqing."

"The baby is here."

A heroic thirteen-year-old man jumped out, holding a seven-meter silver spear, with a cold light flashing on the tip of the spear, and his whole body was shining. He knew it was a treasure at a glance.

The man named Ziqing stood in the wind and looked a little majestic.

"We will use the Ming King's Spear as a prize." Xun Yuanju said with a slight angrily.

I saw Xun Ziqing's seven-foot silver spear flying up and down, and shot into the huge bluestone next to him with a "smacking" sound.

The long spear pierced through the bluestone. Five inches behind the bluestone was not released from the head of the spear, the gun was not damaged, but the stone was broken.

Blowing hair and cutting iron like mud.

Broken gold gravel.

"Okay, okay, it's worthy of being the spear of the Xun family Ziqing. I've seen it today, and it's not inferior to the reputation." The city lord applauded, obviously hearing about Xun Ziqing.

"The Dog Son will fight on behalf of the Xun family. If no one can defeat the Dog Son, admit defeat early and don't lose your life in vain." Xun Yuanju said proudly. After all, Xun Ziqing has long been famous in this area. He defeated the children of various tribes with a silver spear, and his strength has reached the late stage of the Soul Realm and is about to break through to the Treasure God Realm.

The spiritual realm of the spiritual realm of the hidden spirit, the spiritual realm of the spiritual realm is extremely important and also a reflection of personal talents. Those who break through the spiritual realm after the age of 20 basically cannot become a monk in the future and have no chance of practicing Taoism; those who can break through the spiritual realm of the spiritual realm at the age of 17 or 18 can only break through the spiritual realm of the spiritual realm, which is of poor qualifications; those who can break through the spiritual realm at the age of 15 or 16 and step into the spiritual realm of the spiritual realm are of good qualifications and may become a monk in the future; those who break through the spiritual realm at the age of 13 or 14 will be considered a genius and will be highly expected by the family; those who break through the spiritual realm before the age of 13 or 13 are perverts, and are young monks. As long as they do not die prematurely, they will definitely become monks in the future.

Xun Ziqing reached the late stage of the Spirit Realm at only thirteen years old, and could make breakthroughs at any time and set foot in the Shenshen Realm. He was highly expected by his family, otherwise the Xun family would not have mobilized troops and rushed thousands of miles to grab the Sword Sect token of the Meng family.

In their opinion, no one in the Meng family can compare with Xun Ziqing, even those who went out in the past few years were not good.

Xun Ziqing stood in the wind and was full of arrogance. He wanted to be the second monk here and surpass the Meng family monk who had walked out of this mountain. No, he wanted to step on the former Meng family monk and trample the entire Meng family.

"The Meng family is just a stepping stone for me, just a step. I will step forward step by step and eventually become a high-ranking monk." He has the capital to be proud, and his name "the spear of the Xun Family Ziqing King" has long been heard among the tribes.

A silver spear is here, challenging the heroes of the world.

This is his dream of Xun Ziqing.

"Do you want to exchange our token with a broken gun? Not enough." Meng Fan shouted.

"Yes, it's not enough. Just a broken gun. There are so many of our Meng family who have such guns." Some of the Meng family members raised the wooden spear and almost made the Xun family irritate their noses.

"Okay, very good." Xun Yuanju was completely angry, and his hair was automatically free of wind.

You should know that the Ming Dynasty gun on Xun Ziqing is not an ordinary person. It is said to be a treasure left by a monk, and many people salivate at it.

"Dad, don't worry about them. Anyway, we will be the winner in the end. Let's just take a little more treasures and blind the eyes of these rural bullies." Xun Ziqing grabbed his father and said ill-mouthed. When talking about the Meng family, he frowned, as if something unsightly garbage was terrible.

"Our Xun family will give out another year of black jade production as a reward."

"Ten years." Meng Hao lion spoke without blinking.

"Two years." Xun Ziqing suppressed his disgust and said ill-mouthed.

"ten years."

"Five years."

"Trade." As the saying goes, bargaining has been carried by half, Meng Fan secretly told the Xun family that it was going to hurt.

The city lord watched the two of them argue and smiled and said, "This is Beifeng's son."

Beifeng is the name of Meng Fan's father, and his full name is Meng Beifeng, and he is also the only person whom the city lord likes. It's a pity that Meng Beifeng disappeared for no reason five years ago, otherwise his position as the city lord would be his now.

"That's right." The old patriarch replied.

"Xiaofan, why don't you say hello to your uncle? The city lord is your father's friend back then."

Meng Fan respectfully asked the city lord.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you a reward, even if it's a gift to my nephew. The winner of the competition in one month can reduce the tax for five years." The city lord said with a smile.

Both Meng and Xun tribes shouted that the five-year tax was a considerable amount, especially as the Xun family, as the big head of the black jade mining, the annual tax paid is incomparable to other tribes.

In this way, the competition in a month is destined to be tragic. Both the Meng family and the Xun family will give their all their strength and do their best to improve their children's level in a month.

After the city lord left, the little fox's voice appeared in Meng Fan's mind again: "Meng Fan, there is something wrong with that city lord. He had been using the spirit god to scan your whole body, as if he was looking for something. Fortunately, the god's magical powers are vast and he hides all your secrets and doesn't let him discover it, otherwise you will be in danger."

Meng Fan smiled. What secrets could he have? His missing father left nothing for him.

"Stupid, ancient scriptures. Do you know how important that scripture is? The knowledge in it is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke. There are more than a hundred chapters of the visualization of Emperor Guang Da."

Meng Fan scratched his head and stared at him for three years, why didn’t he feel this way?

"That's because you are not strong enough and have insufficient cultivation. If you want to understand all the secrets of ancient scriptures, you must at least become the emperor. I even suspect that the creator of this scripture has surpassed the emperor."

"However, with the strength of this god, you can still break some restrictions and let you see some content in the book."

Meng Fan nodded.

After the competition was settled, the Xun family was about to leave.

Before leaving, Xun Ziqing came to Meng Fan, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "You are Meng Fan, you know Han Xue."

"In a month, I will get engaged to her after I win the crown. You must come to attend the engagement ceremony between me and her."

"What did you say!" Meng Fan was furious.

"A month later, Xun Ziqing and Han Xue held an engagement ceremony." Xun Ziqing said it slowly word by word, deliberately trying to anger Meng Fan.

"I know you and her are childhood sweethearts, but don't worry, I will take good care of her for you in the future and let her lie under me and moan."

"Bastard!" Meng Fan raised his fist and called him in the face.

Xun Ziqing moved his feet sideways, avoiding Meng Fan's fist, and hit Meng Fan's nose with a bump. He hit him so hard that he covered his face and hummed.

"Barewell, I can torture you if you are the only one of you." Xun Ziqing spat and left leisurely.

Shame, being bullied.

"Xun, Zi, you!" Meng Fan roared and punched the ground, full of blood.

Some tribe members discovered Meng Fan, helped him up, cleaned him, and bandaged his wounds.

The old patriarch is discussing a response plan with several other elders in the clan.

"If Meng Qin doesn't let her participate, she will soon break through to the Tibetan God Realm."

"No, Meng Qin is already fifteen years old and does not meet the requirements."

"But there are no juniors in the clan who can deal with Xun Ziqing. He has the title of Little Overlord in various tribes."

"Hey, if Xiaofan had been born three years earlier, this wouldn't have happened."

The clan was at a loss, and suddenly someone suggested it.

"Or, call Xiao Di back. He is still two months away from thirteen years old. As long as he uses the clan's ancestral tools to polish it, he may be better than Xun Ziqing."

"The Zuu tool was left by Beifeng for Xiaofan to polish his muscles and bones at the age of thirteen."

"There is only one feasible method now, just take a gamble. He will understand what he owes Xiaofan to pay slowly in the future."

The elders in the clan were silent and agreed to this plan.
Chapter completed!