Chapter 81 Everyone has his own master.
The one competing with Zhan Yao was a senior brother from Ziyun Peak, who joined the sect nine years earlier than them. In addition, he was already twenty-six or twenty-seven years old when he first joined the sect, and is now in his forties.
He was kind and humble, down-to-earth and honest, and deeply caring towards his fellow disciples. Despite his slow progress in cultivation, he always made steady progress and never envied others. It was precisely because of this rare character that he was noticed by Elder Chang and accepted into the fold of Ziyun Peak.
After many years of training, he was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. Although he was a little slow, his fellow disciples still respected him greatly.
Even Yu Cen, while paying attention to Mu Fuyun's situation, did not forget to apologize to Zhan Yao, "I'm sorry. Regardless of the outcome of this competition, as a fellow disciple of Ziyun Peak, I support you from the bottom of my heart."
Zhan Yao usually doesn't talk much and always looks cold to everyone, but he is definitely not a rude person. As soon as he stepped onto the trial platform, he saluted the other party with his fists.
"Please teach me, Senior Brother."
Xiao Yan held the booklet in his hand and had briefly told Zhan Yao about his senior brother's situation before the competition. Now he was standing on the edge of the trial platform, waiting calmly for the competition to begin.
The senior brother quickly returned the greeting with a smile, then stood beside the red line, saying, "I dare not teach you anything, but I beg Junior Sister Zhan to show no mercy."
He was self-aware and knew that although he was a senior brother, he could not compare to Zhan Yao in terms of cultivation. He was afraid that she would be like other kind-hearted disciples who deliberately held back when competing with him just to save face for him.
Zhan Yao had no such intention at first, but after hearing him say that, she answered "OK" very neatly. When the drum sounded, she drew her sword and attacked him.
The sword was so powerful that it brought with it a strong wind and stabbed straight towards the senior brother's face.
He had just been telling her not to show mercy, but now he was not ready and her attack was right in front of him. It seemed that she really showed no mercy.
He retreated in panic, taking a defensive stance and blocking his face with his sword.
In close combat, he was pushed back a long way by the powerful force, and then he turned around and attacked again, but his attack power was weakened by 30%. Facing Zhan Yao's powerful spiritual power, he could not cause much damage at all.
There doesn't seem to be much suspense in this competition.
Zhan Yao took the initiative from the beginning and pressed forward step by step, while his opponent was not careful about the consequences and was beaten back step by step, becoming more and more embarrassed.
"Zhan Yao's fighting ability—" Xiao Yan stood with the brother in charge of recording. He quietly raised the booklet in his hand to cover half of his face, a little afraid to look, "There's really no need to worry."
"Yes." The senior brother next to him sighed and nodded in agreement. The cinnabar pen in his hand was already hovering over Zhan Yao's name, ready to fall at any time.
At this time, the situation on the stage had become clear.
The opponent's sword attacked from above, but Zhan Yao easily deflected it with a wave of her hand. Then, she turned around and approached, finding an opening and placing her sword on the side of his neck.
"Brother, thank you for letting me."
The senior brother was dazzled by her clean, interlocking sword moves. Even his beard became a little messy. He looked very embarrassed, but he still smiled and waved at Zhan Yao: "I am not as skilled as you. I admit defeat. I should thank you for your guidance."
Although Tianyan is a place where everything depends on strength, when people saw him like this, instead of looking down on him or despising him, they admired his broad mind very much.
Even Elder Chang, who witnessed this scene, slowed down his tone and tried to comfort him: "It's okay, it's just a competition, and it's enough to learn some skills."
The others nodded in agreement. Several disciples from Ziyun Peak stood in the audience, waving at him and giving him gentle smiles.
The atmosphere was peaceful, except for a few disciples from Taiqing Peak, who had a hint of contempt on their faces.
Zhan Yao didn't care about these people's reactions, but paused for a moment when his eyes swept over them.
There were two familiar faces there, Xu Lian and Zhou Su, whom they had not met for a long time.
Thinking back, it was because of her words that the two of them were accepted into Taiqing Peak. Now thinking about it, it seemed that they were destined to drift apart.
However, her distraction only lasted for a moment. She quickly regained her focus and waited wholeheartedly for the next challenger to come on stage.
Mu Fuyun on the stage next to him seemed to have annoyed many disciples because of his unintentional words just now, especially those who were on good terms with Cai Haoshi, who were all rubbing their hands and eager to try.
They simply didn't believe that Mu Fuyun was that capable. She didn't even need to learn anything to be able to fight from a distance. It was just her self-boasting.
"Don't be so complacent! A new disciple who has only been here for a little over a year is so ignorant and boastful. You will suffer the consequences!"
A senior brother named Chen from Taiqing Peak had always been on good terms with Cai Haoshi. He couldn't stand Mu Fuyun's "insult" to others like this, and without caring that other disciples had already lined up under the trial stage, he jumped directly onto the stage to compete with her.
"This..." Mu Fuyun glanced at him indifferently, then glanced sideways at Hongying.
Hongying understood what she meant, flipping through the booklet quickly and whispering to her, "Chen!"
"——Senior Brother Chen," Mu Fuyun got the answer and turned back to look at Senior Brother Chen, "According to the rules of the competition, you should line up and wait in the audience."
Senior Brother Chen sneered, "Really? Then I'll line up now."
As he spoke, he winked at several nearby Taiqing Peak disciples.
Those people understood and immediately gathered around him. They walked up to the front of the Dongxian Peak disciple, blocking the roads in front, behind, left and right of him, and looked at him with a look that said, "I advise you to be sensible."
This is a common practice among people of Taiqing Peak.
The disciple was stunned for a moment, a hint of anger flashed across his face, but after weighing the pros and cons, he stepped back.
Senior Brother Chen proudly raised his chin towards Mu Fuyun: "Well, now that he has voluntarily given me his place, I will be ranked first."
When he said this, although the disciples around him were dissatisfied, no one stood out to object. Even the instructor in charge of platform number three just stood by and watched, as if he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
Mu Fuyun frowned and looked at everyone's reactions. He was confused for a moment, but he soon understood.
The head of Taiqing Peak was Elder Qin, a man known for his protection of his own disciples, always prioritizing his own disciples regardless of right or wrong. He was also a favorite of the headmaster, and aside from Jiang Hanqiu, who was outspoken and uncompromising, the other elders usually kept their distance, unwilling to cause trouble.
These disciples and instructors probably turned a blind eye out of concern for Elder Qin and were unwilling to step forward.
But Mu Fuyun is not that kind of person.
She stood on the stage, looked directly at Senior Brother Chen, and said coldly, "I don't think he volunteered. I won't compete in this match."
Senior Brother Chen was choked by her, his eyes widened, and he pointed at her and shouted, "You, if you don't compete, you lose this match!"
Mu Fuyun stood there, unmoved: "Whether it counts as a loss or not is not up to you to decide."
She turned her gaze to the instructor who had quietly moved aside. "It's up to the instructor to decide."
The instructor opened his mouth and stared at the two of them, not knowing how to make a decision.
Mu Fuyun knew what he was worried about, and also knew how Senior Brother Chen would refute him. Before they could speak, he added, "We are all the same. We are all disciples of Tianyan, and we all have our own masters. We all need to abide by the rules of the sect."
The words "Everyone has their own master" immediately woke the teacher up.
Yes, there was Elder Qin at Taiqing Peak, and Xie Hanyi at Lingshanze. It was only because Xie Hanyi never interfered in the affairs of the sect that he hadn't remembered.
Xie Hanyi's status was ranked before that of Elder Qin. Furthermore, Taiqing Peak had so many disciples, while Lingshanze only had Mu Fuyun, the only disciple. It was clear who was more important.
This instructor usually didn't like the way Taiqing Peak behaved, but now that he had the chance, he didn't hesitate and apologized, "Rules are rules. I can't break them in front of everyone."
Senior Brother Chen hadn't expected this outcome. He felt embarrassed at having his reputation humiliated, but facing the gazes of the crowd, he couldn't really make a big deal out of it. He turned around and angrily shouted at Mu Fuyun, "Just wait!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked down from the trial platform.
The disciple from Dongxian Peak who had been pushed to the back by him just now was finally able to come up on the stage.
"I'm sorry."
Mu Fuyun ignored his admiring and grateful look, and didn't give him time to prepare. As soon as the drum sounded, he attacked directly.
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