Just when Yang Tian was confused, the second round of the arena competition had officially begun.
After changing their opponents, the collective atmosphere of the He family was different from before.
When they faced the Wu family before, the first thing they sent was Polygonum multiflorum, which was difficult to deal with at first glance.
But this time they did not take the initiative to show up. Instead, they waited for the Qiao family to choose someone.
Seeing their actions, Yang Tian's heart moved slightly. He vaguely guessed something.
He solidified his spiritual power in his eyes and carefully observed the people behind the leader of the He family. After watching for a while, his heart suddenly jumped.
If he saw it correctly, these people should have used some method to hide part of their cultivation.
On the surface, their overall strength is not much different from the monks of the second-level aristocratic families, but in fact, if they really put their hands into action, their abilities far exceed those of the second-level aristocratic families.
Even far superior to the monks of the Qiao family.
These people have a problem.
Thinking of this, Yang Tian's heart suddenly moved and he subconsciously looked at the head of the He family.
However, the head of the He family just stared in the direction of the ring with a gloomy face, without any special reaction.
Seeing this, Yang Tian narrowed his eyes.
He was not sure now whether it was the foreman of the He family who had the problem, or whether the head of the He family also knew about it.
If it was the former, he might be able to get some clues by asking the head of the He family, but if it was the latter...
Yang Tianqing trembled his fingers, and his eyes slowly fell on the head of the Wu family beside him.
Ever since the monks of the Wu family were defeated, the head of the Wu family had looked very ugly.
Even though the second game is about to start now, he still looks glum.
Seeing this, Yang Tian narrowed his eyes and quietly set up a thin barrier around the two of them.
They drove away too closely and attracted the attention of others. At this time, they used the barrier to blur the words of the two people, so that others noticed that they might not be able to hear them clearly.
"Master Wu."
Yang Tian shouted softly, and the head of the Wu family quickly turned his head, a trace of doubt flashing across his face.
"Master Yang, are you looking for me?"
Under normal circumstances, when the two of them were together, he would take the initiative to talk to Yang Tian, and Yang Tian rarely paid any attention to him.
Now that Yang Tian actually took the initiative to talk to him, the head of the Wu family felt a bit flattered.
"In the match just now, it's a pity that you Wu family monks lost. There's not much difference in strength between them."
After hearing this, the pink color on Wu Family Master's face looked better, but in the end he still sighed, quite helpless.
"Hey, my skills are inferior to those of others, so there is nothing I can do about it."
"Yeah?"
Hearing this, Yang Tian smiled slightly, "However, I think the monk who just appeared has a pretty good level of cultivation. To have such a level of cultivation at such an age, he can be regarded as a genius of a generation."
"But it's a pity that he seems to have met the genius of the He family. I see that the remaining seedlings are very good, and I don't know how the He family cultivated them?"
Although Yang Tian's tone was calm, the head of the Wu family couldn't help but feel concerned.
He frowned and carefully observed the He family for a while, with a flash of suspicion in his eyes.
"strangeness......"
"What's wrong?"
Seeing his reaction, Yang Tian's previous guesses were confirmed.
However, even so, he still cautiously probed: "Looking at the reaction of the Wu family leader, it seems that he knows these people?"