The second day.

Xianyun Sect's new disciple competition.

All the new disciples had to gather at the big square in advance, so after Yu Chenming informed Sheng Wu at the door, he took the other disciples to the gathering place.

The young men were no longer as cheerful and cheerful as before along the way. Instead, they were more calm and reserved.

Even when they met some of the new disciples who had participated in beating them at the gathering place, Yu Chenming and others ignored them with expressionless faces and didn't even give them a glance.

It was as if they had reached an invisible decision and tacit understanding between them.

According to the rules, the first team is the sect leader's disciples, and the second team is them.

I don’t know if the elders were frightened by Sheng Wu’s behavior yesterday, so they told the disciples below not to have any friction with Sheng Wu’s disciples.

Therefore, the disciples of the Second Elder, Third Elder and Fifth Elder who had had friction with them half a year ago all kept their heads down and behaved themselves.

Of course, there were also people looking at them with envy.

After all, the news that Sheng Wu’s cultivation had improved had spread throughout Xianyun Sect since yesterday. He was only one step away from ascending to heaven!

Wouldn't it be better to have more opportunities and prospects to become her disciple?

Of course, the news of Sheng Wu's attack on the second elder was blocked, and Zhao Wuji was not stupid enough to provoke internal strife in the sect at this time.

However, because of Sheng Wu, the news that eleven of her disciples could participate in the competition was already known to everyone.

Although some people were jealous and dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything in public. They could only complain about why they were not the ones to become Sheng Wu's disciples.

"Quiet!"

This time the five elders will preside over the meeting.

He stood on the high platform in front, looking at the bustling square below where there were nearly hundreds of people.

"Today is your first official competition after six months in Xianyun Sect. Each sect will draw lots for the finals. The ten finalists will compete in a free-for-all format and receive various magical treasures and elixirs as rewards. The three winners will receive personal instruction from the Sect Master and can choose a weapon from the A-level area in the Treasure Pavilion."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. Even the former disciples were shocked by the reward.

"No way! We could only choose magic weapons from the B-level area before, but how come they are directly upgraded to A-level here? You know, the weapons there are usually only handled by the elders."

"I don't know. Who knows why there have been such big changes this year? Could it be that the sect wants to inspire good talents from this group of new disciples?"

"Tsk, haven't all the good seedlings been taken by Master Shengwu? Even if they need to be stimulated, Master Shengwu is more than capable of doing so. The Sect Master's guidance is not certain..." He was about to say something when he was poked by the person next to him.

"Stop talking! The Great Elder glanced in our direction!"

"Well, we didn't do anything to violate the sect rules. The Great Elder shouldn't have noticed us..." Although he said this, the man still shrank his head and fell silent.

Obviously, in the eyes of most disciples of Xianyun Sect, Sheng Wu is indeed more powerful than Sect Master Zhao Wuji.

After all, it was rumored that the former sect leader originally wanted to pass the position of sect leader to his most talented third disciple, the Immortal Saint Wu, but she was tired of managing the sect affairs and ran away.

The former sect leader then passed the position to his eldest disciple, the current sect leader, Zhao Wuji.

"The Sect Master is here!"

The disciple looked again and saw that the Great Elder paid no attention to them at all. Instead, he continued to walk with the Sect Master to the high platform in the center and sat down.

Seeing this, the disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Sheng Wu? Why hasn't she come yet?"

As soon as Zhao Wuji sat down, he saw that the seat on his left was empty. Even he, the sect leader, had come, but Sheng Wu was late.

Almost as soon as the words fell.

"The Immortal Saint is here!"

"Oh my god, Immortal Saint Wu can actually fly without a sword! It's only been a short time. The last time I saw her flying a sword was only half a year ago! Such talent, wow, she's worthy of being the number one in the Xianyun Sect!"

"Didn't they say that the Immortal Saint Wu was only one step away from seeing through the ruthless path? Tsk tsk, the disciples of Piaomiao Mountain are so lucky!" His tone was a little sour.

There was a commotion among the crowd below.

"Master is here!"

As for Yu Chenming and his group standing in the second team, they felt an inexplicable surge of pride in their hearts, because that was their master!

Sheng Wu, dressed in a light purple robe with gold gilding, landed directly and steadily on the platform. She neither greeted Zhao Wuji nor looked at anyone.

He just flicked his sleeves and sat down coldly.

She just sat there, without doing anything, and everyone's eyes were on her.

Seeing that Sheng Wu didn't greet him at all, Zhao Wuji squeezed his sleeves slightly. Fortunately, Sheng Wu was used to it, but this was her first time to participate in the new disciple competition.

After all, she had never accepted any disciples.

Zhao Wuji also knew her temper, so he simply ignored her and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Today is your first competition since entering our Xianyun Sect. It's your chance to show your fellow disciples the results of your six months of training. However, please be patient and don't kill them!"

Although he was sitting on a high platform, his voice somehow spread throughout the entire square.

Hearing this, everyone looked solemnly and respectfully.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Next, the competition begins.

Everyone walked around the lottery table in the center and then stood in the same number.

Every ten people with the same number draw lots again, and draw two people with the same number to decide the competition partner.

Among the crowd, Yu Chenming and his group were not nervous at all. After all, these people were not as scary as the group of spirit beasts in the back mountain of Xianyun Sect.

However, Luo Qi, Luo Wu and others were a little worried about Wu Yan.

Luo Wu: "Junior brother, wait a minute, if you can beat me, then fight. If you can't, then withdraw from the competition. Don't try to be stubborn, okay?"

Luo Qi nodded, "Yes, if that person attacks you secretly, come back and tell us, and we will teach him a lesson. Don't be impulsive!"

Even Yu Chenming reminded him, "Put your own safety first."

Upon hearing this, Wuyan, the thinnest and shortest among all the people, twitched his lips. He lowered his head, half of his face was covered with an extremely ugly black birthmark, and he looked completely invisible.

"Yes, I will..."

He lowered his head, his eyes flickering as he dared not look directly at her, and he muttered softly, like a little black cat that was suddenly frightened by the light.

“…”

Hua Lingjiu's mouth twitched in the back. Well, the villain was very familiar with pretending to be weak. Even the eldest brother didn't notice that something was wrong with him.

Of course, she didn't have any opinion on the villain Wuyan, but she couldn't help but complain about it because she knew the plot, and she didn't want her junior brother to be bullied.