"Previously, I had a rough understanding of the strength of each participating team. Except for the three major families, the other small and medium-sized forces have never sent combat forces above level 50 to participate."
"So my granddaughter arrogantly believes that we can still compete with everyone for fourth or fifth place."
"Even if the food resources obtained are not as good as one-tenth of those of the first, second, and third place, it is still better than nothing."
The elders stroked their beards and nodded, with a kind smile on everyone's face.
"Then there's Miss Lao."
"The eldest lady has done her best for our clan, and her achievements must be recorded in a book for future generations to praise!"
Dugu Sui glanced at the flattering third elder and turned his eyes silently.
Dugu Nai shook his head: "These are all what I should do. As a member of the Dugu family, I naturally don't want to lag behind others."
After Dugu Nai finished speaking, he turned around to prepare.
Before leaving, she glanced in the direction of Dugu Mingyue again.
I saw her sitting quietly in the wooden wheelchair, staring straight ahead, completely ignoring what she said or what she did.
Does she know something?
Dugu Nai frowned slightly, feeling a little more disappointed.
No matter how she tries to please her these days, Dugu Mingyue's attitude is always indifferent.
She neither admits nor denies it. It seems that whether she is a daughter or not has little to do with her.
This made her feel very depressed!
I often wonder if I have exposed myself in front of Dugu Mingyue, letting Dugu Mingyue know that she is just a fake E Ruo.
But looking at other people's attitude towards me, they are warm and loving.
If her identity was really exposed, how could Dugu Mingyue not tell her father and brother?
How could other people be so kind to her when they knew she was fake?
Dugu Nai couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it.
She quickly walked to the crowd of contestants and smiled at everyone.
In this ice jutsu competition, each team will send twelve people to participate.
With the sound of the gong, the first game has begun.
As usual, the first game is the team of the city lord Wei family, facing off against an unlucky and miserable small power family.
The captain of the Wei family team is Wei Mingzhu's younger brother Wei Mingfa, who is now thirty-one years old.
A level 40 dark power cultivator.
The deputy captain is Wei Lushan, the adopted son of the Wei family, who is twenty-eight years old and a fifty-first level cultivator of transformation.
Wei Ming found that this man was mediocre and incompetent. He could only become the captain of the team because he held the title of eldest son of the city lord's palace.
In fact, most of the time, everyone is cooperating with him and watching his cool performance.
Jiang Nai only glanced at it and then didn't dare to look away with interest.
There is absolutely no suspense in this first game!
Just to set off the power of the city lord's palace, such a small family team was specially chosen to play.
In just half the time of burning incense, the City Lord’s Mansion team had already scored eighteen goals!
Well deserved...a victory without force.
Wuying leaned over and handed over a cup of fragrant tea. He then took out melon seeds, peanuts and small walnut kernels from the ring without expression, and placed them on the table next to the little girl.
Most of the people sitting around were descendants of the Lu family, so they were already used to this situation.
Seeing this scene, several middle-level family heads behind him couldn't help but glance at the little girl next to the Lu family head.
What kind of magical enjoyment is this?
This girl really comes here to have fun!
While watching the game, I leisurely ate melon seeds.