Zeng Shushu was like a persistent leech, always sticking to Murong Fu's side.
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Zeng, I don't mind having another follower, but the Spirit Venerable doesn't like the aura of strange men. If you continue to follow, she might become rude to you."
"Dislikes masculine traits? Could it be that the Spirit Lord is female?"
Zeng Shushu was taken aback and lowered his head to study what made the female Qilin different.
As a result, he was kicked away by the water unicorn.
"ah!!!"
Zeng Shushu transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky, declaring, "I will be back!"
Seeing Zeng Shushu being kicked away, the others dared not approach even more, at most observing him out of the corner of their eyes.
After all, this is a living mythical beast, the Qilin, and everyone is curious!
Tian Ling'er suddenly said, "Husband, are you going to bring the Spirit Lord with you when you fight? Wouldn't that make you invincible?"
The words fell.
All was silent.
Yes, if he were to bring the Spirit Lord to the arena, who could defeat him?
Without Murong Fu even lifting a finger, Ling Zun's sneeze instantly wiped out the entire scene.
Lin Yueru chimed in, "Since it's a battle of magic, there should be no restrictions on the methods used. Should we tell the demonic sect members we're not allowed to use magic weapons when we encounter them?"
Tian Ling'er nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. So that means my husband won the championship."
Lin Yueru said, "Senior Brother Murong, could I borrow the Spirit Lord for a moment? I want to be second place."
Tian Ling'er immediately said, "No way! Second place is mine!"
"Why is it yours? Just because you're Senior Brother Murong's wife? I also..." Lin Yueru almost let slip, but stopped herself in time, "Anyway, I want second place!"
"My husband~"
"Senior brother~"
The two of them shook Murong Fu's arms on either side, acting coquettishly.
Everyone else was stunned. The top three spots had been taken just like that?
The Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament is supposed to be a very sacred competition, so why does it suddenly feel so childish?
"alright!"
Murong Fu put on a stern face and said in a deep voice, "Ling Zun is my partner. I will not let her participate, nor will I help anyone."
"Since you've chosen to participate in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament, then fight seriously and confront your enemies earnestly, instead of thinking about taking shortcuts!"
Murong Fu's words brought a sense of relief to everyone, and they nodded in agreement.
"Well said! Junior Brother Murong is truly the pride of our Qingyun Sect. I admire him greatly!"
Zeng Shushu returned to the vicinity on his flying sword, offering earnest compliments.
But no sooner had he finished speaking than the water unicorn sneezed again, blowing him away.
"I will be back!"
Zeng Shushu exclaimed in surprise once again.
In the crowd.
The girl in blue had a cold expression as she stared at Murong Fu, her sharp eyes flashing with a glint of light.
I was initially worried that Murong Fu would cheat by using the Water Kirin, but now that I've heard him say this, the championship is in the bag!
"Junior Sister Xueqi, this person should not be underestimated. Although he has only been a disciple for a short time, he was already at the Foundation Establishment stage at his wedding a year ago..." Senior Sister Xiaozhu Peak reminded her in a low voice.
"knew."
Lu Xueqi sneered, having absolute confidence in herself. No matter what the opponent was, as long as they were still in the Foundation Establishment stage, she had nothing to fear.
Because of her, she is invincible among those of the same level!
Only those who are invincible among their peers can be called peerless geniuses!
Murong Fu turned his gaze and met Lu Xueqi's eyes.
An ice-cold beauty, as cold as ice?
Murong Fu chuckled lightly; this kind of woman was the most contrasting.
"Silence!" A voice boomed from high above, accompanied by a menacing aura that instantly silenced the numerous Qingyun disciples.
Dao Xuanfei, hovering in mid-air, spoke with a serious and expressionless face:
"A total of 108 people participated in this Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament, which was conducted in pairs."
"Some might say that this method is unfair, because a Qi Refining disciple might draw a Foundation Establishment expert."
"but!"
"This is the world of cultivation!"
"A world where the strong prey on the weak!"
"The demonic cultists will not spare you from killing just because you are weak!"
"All you can do is try to defeat them!"
"I won't waste any more time. Come forward and draw lots."
After speaking...
An elder immediately presented the lottery box.
The sect's higher-ups all know that whenever a lottery is involved, there's always something fishy going on.
Everyone understood the unspoken agreement.
After all, the best performers need to be saved for last to make the show interesting. If they are eliminated at the beginning, what's the point of watching?
First, the disciples of the Tongtian Peak sect leader's lineage stepped forward.
Next is Dragon Head Peak.
Each of the main peaks stepped forward in turn according to their ranking in the last Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament.
Sixty years ago, Dazhufeng was at the bottom, so it was the last to appear.
Some people might wonder why each main branch only has one head disciple and a group of second-rate disciples.
The reason is that, apart from the chief, other high-level cultivators will be promoted to elders as soon as they advance to the Golden Core stage, and can choose a branch mountain to open a cave as a place for cultivation.
Of course, there are also great differences between elders. Elders at the Golden Core stage are called outer sect elders, while those at the Nascent Soul stage and above are called inner sect elders.
Tian Ling'er drew a lot, came to Murong Fu's side, scratched her head and said, "Husband, I am number 18, what number is my opponent?"
Murong Fu gently stroked her hair and said with a smile, "There's no need to calculate. We'll know when we step onto the stage tomorrow."
"That's true."
Tian Ling'er smiled and nestled in Murong Fu's arms.
Lin Yueru was envious. She wanted to do the same, but to the outside world she was only Murong Fu's junior sister. If she were to have any intimate behavior, it might easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Roar~"
The water unicorn growled, pink hearts popping out of its head, and rubbed against Murong Fu's thigh.
"Is it jealous?" Murong Fu was surprised and amused, and bent down to touch the water unicorn's horn.
Upon closer inspection, the water unicorn still retains its charm.
If we were to find a transformation technique for it, who knows what kind of form it would take?
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