God-level Punishment System

On the battlefield, after Elder Wu Ge announced his name, he waited quietly without giving an explanation or adding a word.

Wang Shihui was already standing on the platform with a smile on his face.

The Wang family has already learned the news of Wang Haochen's death, and his name will still appear in the list of the Zutang disciple selection competition, but there is also a reason.

First, the news of Wang Haochen's death was just speculation, and his body was not found. The family prepared for another situation like Wang Shibi. After missing for several years, he suddenly returned.

Second, Wang Haochen's list was originally notified to the family by the ancestor Wang Lufeng. Until now, Wang Lufeng has not specified that Wang Haochen should be removed from the list. Even their elders did not dare to make claims.

Third, there are forty-three candidates who participated in the selection battle this time. They are singular and difficult to match. Moreover, the grandson of the elder Wang Shihui also signed up to participate in the selection battle, but this guy just broke through the back stage, but he wants to take the stage. After showing off, the elder was very fond of him, and there was nothing to be entangled, so he had to agree to let him come to power, and worried that he would be injured, so he arranged Wang Haochen, an opponent who was not expected to appear, to Wang Shihui.

"The gong sounds three times, and those who have not come to the stage are considered to abstain and give up!" After waiting for more than ten breaths, Elder Wu Ge gestured to a family guard waiting under the stage to prepare him to strike the gong.

"when"

The first gong sounded immediately!

Elder Wu Ge was just following the family rules. In fact, he didn't think Wang Haochen would appear in his heart. He just wanted to knock Wang Shihui off three times as soon as possible.

"when"

"Wang Haochen is dead, how come he will show up again? Isn't this the family making an extra effort?" Hearing the sound of the gong, those in the family were also slightly speechless.

Sitting on the high platform, Wang Lufeng also frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied with the elders in his family. Normally, it’s fine for you to make trouble in the clan, but the selection of ancestral disciples is such an important thing. You are still making trouble here, and it embarrassed me.

"Brother Feng, what's going on?" On the high platform, an old man with silver hair beside Wang Lufeng asked suspiciously.

A smile was suddenly squeezed out of Wang Lufeng's face, and he said, "It's probably the junior who was delayed outside. It was a missed time. These are just some rules for the selection of ancestral disciples. Don't care."

"Wang Haochen should be the younger brother Feng once fancyed. Isn't Brother Feng already dead outside?" Hong Peng turned his head and said with a puzzled look.

Wang Lufeng's face was slightly stiff, and he was faintly angry at the elders in the family.

"Yes, Brother Hong remembers well, I was confused for a while." Wang Lufeng smirked.

Hong Peng looked at Wang Lufeng’s stiff smile, and smiled coldly in his heart. Although they looked at Wang Lufeng’s face and watched the selection of Wang’s family ancestors’ disciples, they did not have a good relationship. They were secretly fighting. I don't know how long it lasted for a long time, although it only embarrassed Wang Lufeng in words, Hong Peng would not let go of such an opportunity.

"Wang Haochen..." In a corner of the outermost periphery of the battlefield square, a young girl was accompanied by a simple middle-aged man dressed as a servant of the Wang family. She also looked at the direction of the battlefield, but thought in her heart. He said, "He is definitely not dead, will he come back, but it is not necessarily. The Wang family is probably very impressive in our eyes, but he may not necessarily see it, and it is impossible to see such a place as a disciple of Wang Jiazu."

This girl was Xiao Yan who hadn't seen her for many days.

Although she has some status in the family, she is not a member of the royal family. The people around her looked at the servant costume on Xiao's father, with a trace of contempt in their eyes, and stepped back a little far away, as if the two of them What kind of horrible infectious disease is there.

The expression on Father Xiao's face was quite agitated. As a servant of the Wang family, he was able to witness the selection battle of the disciples of the Wang family's ancestors. Among those servants of the Wang family, it was considered a privilege.

Xiao Yan has always believed that Wang Haochen is a super strong, born with weight. So she believed that Wang Haochen could not die so easily.

"I hope I will have another chance to see him!" Xiao Yan sighed in her heart, she was a little envious of Wang Haochen's carelessness and freedom to come and go.

She is comfortable with Wang's family, and naturally knows Wang Haochen's situation, so she guessed that even if Wang Haochen is alive, she probably won't go back to Wang's house. Isn't that uncomfortable for herself?

"Wang Haochen..." Contrary to Xiao Yan, a sturdy young man sat in the middle of the area where only family elders could sit. The ordinary people in the family around them looked with envy on their faces. Lulu, beside them, there are a few servants accompanying them.

"Could that guy just die like this?" Wang Chu was a little confused.

He also wanted to meet the masters of the younger generation in the family, because of the selection of the family’s ancestors and disciples, he only walked out of the retreat last night. He didn’t know until he heard the discussion from people around him. So many things happened during this period of time.

Wang Haochen is already dead!

"That guy has a good personality. I like it very much. I thought I would be able to compare with him this time. I didn't expect it to be like this..." For a cultivator like Wang Chu, it took four or five months. After retreating once, and passing by in a flash, those things between Wang Haochen and Wang Haochen seemed to be normal, but they were all different.

"Oh! What a pity!" Wang Chu shook his head.

"Son, what's the matter?" Next to Wang Chu, there was a woman with a delicate figure, with a girlish expression on her face, with a strange look, "Come on, ah... eat a green pearl fruit!"

The woman had a smile on her face, and the table next to her was full of fruit snacks. She ate and drank on her own. She seemed to see it as a big drama in the selection of family ancestors and cousins.

"Mother! Don't... Um!" Wang Chu just opened his mouth, and a peeled green bead fruit shaped like a grape was stuffed into Wang Chu's mouth.

"Mother, I don't have any more, can you stop doing this again." Wang Chu frowned, and looked at the weird smiles on the faces of the elders around him, feeling a little bit ashamed.

"Even if you are forty-five and ten, that's my son. Is it wrong for me to love my son?" the woman wrinkled her nose and said indifferently.

"Father, you and Niang Niang..." Wang Chu looked at his father like a rescue.

But before he finished, he saw his dad raise his head, it seemed that there was something magical, which firmly attracted him.

"Hehe..." The woman clenched her pink fist slightly, her expression sullen.

Wang Chu's father secretly squinted his eyes, and looked at the two mothers and sons for a while, but he secretly said in his heart: Son, I can't take care of myself, there is still time to take care of you.

"when"

At this moment, the third gong sounded.

On the battle stage, Elder Wu Ge also breathed a sigh of relief. He already felt Wang Lufeng’s gaze on him, and there was a chill. Although it was only a short period of more than ten breaths, but on his back, There was already a cold sweat.

"Hurry up and finish it..." He had urged the guard who knocked the gong more than once in his heart, but the guard didn't have any eyesight, just according to the rules, silently calculating the time, and honestly completing his work. task.

But on the battlefield, Wang Shihui had a different feeling. He could stand under the eyes of everyone without fighting. That feeling is really great. He must be able to firmly remember himself. He can't wait Keep going like this.

After hearing the three gongs, he knew that it was about to end, and he was going down, his face was still slightly shocked.

"Wang Haochen's time limit has not arrived, so let's abandon it..." Elder Wu Ge was about to end this uncomfortable battle as soon as possible, but at this moment, when the high platform was on top, Wang Lufeng's voice rang.

"Wait!" In Wang Lufeng's voice, there was a strange wave faintly.

"Huh? What's the matter, didn't the ancestor want to end it soon?" Elder Wu Ge was puzzled and turned to look at Wang Lufeng. At this time, he discovered that the people on the high platform did not know when they had stood there. When they get up, all of them have a solemn expression on their faces.

What's wrong?

Elder Wu Ge was surprised and suspicious. Following the gazes of those strong men on the high platform, he looked into the air, and saw a white shadow in the air, which was dashing through the air at a terrifying speed. It was faintly visible that it was a huge white. Bird, there seemed to be two figures on the back of the white bird.

"It's no wonder the ancestors are so nervous. Someone broke into the king's house and they also had flying mounts. They must come from a stronger family." Elder Wu Ge thought.

But he also didn't want to, if that was the case, would Wang Lu Summit prevent him from ending the farce on the battlefield? Obviously there was another reason.

When the cultivation base reaches the first stage, the life level will be transformed and sublimated, the life span will be prolonged, and the five senses will become extremely sharp. That is a qualitative change. Even if it is the peak of the back stage, as long as that step is not taken, it will be forever Can't feel the kind of transformation of the first situation.

Elder Wu Pavilion could not see the figure above the white bird clearly, but Wang Lufeng had already discovered the white bird when he broke into the Wang's house, and the white bird was flying too fast, he just reacted. The Shiratori became clear in his sight, and he also saw the two people on Shiratori's back.

"He didn't die, and he grabbed a flaming bird as a mount. As expected, it was the person I liked and gave me a face." Wang Lufeng was also shocked by the huge surprise in his heart.

"Brother Feng, do you know the owner of the Blazing Bird?" The people on the high platform saw that Blazing Bird had already reached the back mountain, and Wang Lufeng couldn't help but guess.

"Hahaha...you just look at it!" A smile came out of Wang Lufeng's face.

Those members of the royal family below also noticed the anomaly of their ancestors, and looked up into the air.

"What's that?" Shiratori is very fast and flies extremely high. Many people can't see its figure clearly.

In just an instant, the white bird swept down from a height of thousands of feet, and flew towards the center battle platform. There was still more than a dozen high from the battlefield, and on the back of Shiratori, a figure jumped down.

The "唳" figure jumped down, and the huge white bird screamed, flapping its wings, and hovering above Zheng

"Old ancestor, Haochen is in trouble. I will come back a little later. I hope that ancestor will allow me to join the war." The man flew down from the sky, but shouted towards the high platform, his voice condensed, without the slightest tremor.

"Quick!" Wang Lufeng laughed and waved.

"Xie Pao!"

"Boom!" A white shadow fell from the air and smashed on the battle platform, and the battle platform cast in iron seemed to sway slightly.

"Wang Haochen?" The waiting person slowly got up, and suddenly there was a loud noise on the square below.

"He's back too!"

"How is this possible? How did he come back riding a white bird!"

(End of this chapter)