Chapter 100 Chapter 100 Beauty, I am single and willing to give...
Sword Sect, Yuehua Peak, Trial Field.
The top of Yuehua Peak is the place that the Sword Sect has always used for competitions and trials. It has the most complete infrastructure for competitions - an arena, protective formations, viewing stands, and so on.
Usually, only the disciples of the sect who wanted to spar with each other would come here. Today was the day when the sect competition officially began, so there was a crowd of people, and the viewing platform and the arena were packed with people.
Some came to participate in the competition, while others came simply to watch the fun or cheer for the contestants.
This place was built on a huge scale. If a mortal came here and sat on the stands overlooking the arena, he would not be able to see clearly at all without the help of a telescope, a clairvoyance or other instruments or magical tools.
Fortunately, those who practice Taoism do not have the problem of myopia. Each one has better eyesight than the other. Some people even do not see with their “naked eyes” but with their “spiritual vision”.
Jiang Yan first went to the registration office to sign in and then received another number tag.
The number plate is a wooden plate with the words "Jiang Yan of the Hehuan Sect, fifth among the Eighteen Arenas" engraved on it.
This is to prevent someone from changing their mind and not wanting to participate without informing the host, or forgetting which arena they were supposed to go to and going to the wrong place.
It is always better to take precautions in advance than to fix things after they go wrong.
"Senior Brother Jiang!" someone called out from a distance.
Jiang Yan looked up and saw Pang Yunhu standing up at the viewing platform and waving at him.
Things are different now.
Now that he was representing the Hehuan Sect, Jiang Yan had no plans to go to the Jian Sect to mingle with Gu Jingyun, Ling Hanzhang and the others.
He was worrying about how to find Pang Yunhu, but he didn't expect that the other party saw him first.
Jiang Yan quickly smiled and waved his hand, responded briefly, and then walked towards the seats of the Hehuan Sect.
The sign-in area was at the entrance of the viewing platform, but Pang Yunhu and others were sitting on the other side of the platform.
To get there, Jiang Yan had to almost cross the entire auditorium.
He wanted to walk over, but the journey was extremely difficult.
Too many people were greeting him.
Jiang Yan did not notice that when he stepped into the trial field of Yuehua Peak, the bustling trial field became quiet for a moment, and countless eyes were cast at him openly and secretly.
The young man was born with a perfect face, with no flaws. His features were delicate and beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and indifferent, and his temperament was as bright as the moon in the sky.
When he bent down slightly to talk to someone, his clothes pulled, and his slender waist that seemed to be able to be held in one hand was outlined. The red rope sword tassel behind his back swayed gently with his movements.
What's shaking is not the red rope, but the heartstrings of everyone.
The young disciple of the Sword Sect at the sign-in place handed over the wooden sign with both hands with a red face, his eyes dodging, not daring to look at the handsome and cold face of the young man so close to him.
The young man lowered his head to sign and put away the wooden sign. Only then did everyone realize that his fingers were white and slender, and even the movements of stretching out his hands to hold the brush and the wooden sign were so pleasing to the eye.
Suddenly a voice rang out—"Senior Brother Jiang."
The young man walked towards the direction where the voice came from, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, then raised his hand in response.
This smile is even more amazing.
Beauty, good.
Cold-faced beauty, very good.
The cold-faced beauty suddenly smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, which was even better!!!
Who can resist being moved by this?
Especially since everyone had seen with their own eyes that the person who called him was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and the beauty also responded by calling him "senior brother", proving that he was also a member of the Hehuan Sect.
As everyone knows, the Hehuan Sect came here for only one purpose - to find a partner for a blind date.
If not now, when?!
Countless people enthusiastically threw out "peach blossom branches".
The euphemistic person said: "My fellow Taoist, I am... do you think we can be friends?"
The more direct person said, "Daoist friend, are you free after today? How about we go to see the stars and the moon and talk about our ideals in life?"
The shameless man said: "Beauty, I'm single, willing to be your dog, look at me, look at me!"
Jiang Yan: “…………”
The first two waves of people were fine, but what happened to the last wave?
It seems like his brain is not normal.
Jiang Yan declined: "I only keep wolves, not dogs, nor human-dogs, uh, dog-humans...?"
I can't say any more, it feels so weird.
Jiang Yan bowed randomly, calmly broke away from the man's hand that was trying to keep him, and jumped forward nimbly.
"Goodbye!"
"Hey, beauty——"
Before the arrogant disciple could say anything more, several Wolf Guards in black clothes and black armor suddenly appeared from both sides and tackled him to the ground.
"You bold lunatic, how dare you speak such nonsense!" Ji Ziheng shouted.
"?!" the male disciple said in panic, "Why did the Heavenly Wolf Guard arrest me? Have I done anything wrong?"
"You are violating the will of others, maliciously harassing and offending the Immortal Lord, and disrupting the order of the venue." Ji Ziheng said sinisterly, "Suppress him and take him away!"
Not all people are uncultured. At least when Jiang Yan passed by the territories of large sects such as Taixu Temple and Qingfeng Valley, he would not encounter those strange people.
Passing by Xuanyin Sect, Jiang Yan was winked at by a male disciple who looked like a scoundrel. He shuddered, and without saying a word, he quickened his pace and walked past.
Who is the Hehuan Sect?
Passing by Taixu Temple, the Buddhist practitioners lowered their eyebrows, chanted Buddhist names, and politely made way for them. Jiang Yan hurriedly thanked them.
The quality of Taixu Temple is still high.
Passing by Qingfeng Valley, Ziyun Palace, and Lingyu Sect, they were greeted with various greetings.
They were all acquaintances, so it was not good to just ignore them. Jiang Yan had no choice but to stop and respond to them one by one.
Even if they tried to be as brief as possible, with each person only responding with a few words, by the time Jiang Yan had finally crossed most of the viewing platform safely and sat down in the seat that Pang Yunhu and others had reserved for him in advance, he was too tired to talk anymore.
Pang Yunhu said: "Brother, you are really welcome."
Cao Fu nodded repeatedly.
The head of the sect patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder and laughed, "Not bad! Yan'er, you have the demeanor of your master back then."
Jiang Yan felt sad.
No more such welcome.
"When does the competition start?" Jiang Yan only cared about this.
"Right away." Pang Yunhu said, "Brother, you are late. Look, the person who has the bad luck to be the champion is already waiting by the ring, ready to go on stage."
Jiang Yan asked: "How many participants are there this time?"
Pang Yunhu said: "The rules say that each sect must send three people, but in fact some sects cannot gather three people. This time there are 20 arenas, with about 200 people. They will fight in different arenas, but the actual number of people is different today."
After all, last time someone got drunk and couldn't get up, so he simply gave up.
"The top 20 will be selected from 200 points, and the rest will be counted as winning streak points. The more points you have, the higher your ranking will be. The top 20 will be ranked according to their cultivation and the ranking of their sect in the previous session."
"The top 20 can freely choose whether to stop here or continue to challenge. If you win, you will be ranked first, and the rest will move down one place. If you lose the challenge, your ranking will remain unchanged."
Pang Yunhu introduced.
Jiang Yan wondered: "Why not draw again?"
The headmaster explained: "The first draw is about luck. Those who are at the back will always have an advantage against those who have fought many games in a row. The second draw is about courage and strength. A person with real ability can jump to the front no matter where he is in the queue, but it also depends on whether he has the courage to challenge others."
Jiang Yan asked: "What about the person ranked 21st? What if someone has the same points as the person ranked 21st or later?"
Pang Yunhu smiled and said, "Anyone who is unwilling can come forward to challenge. If the points are equal, we can fight each other."
Jiang Yan: "...It sounds like it has a lot of rules, but also seems simple and crude."
The head of the sect said, "After all, this rule was set a thousand years ago. When the ancestors held the sect competition, there were not so many people participating. They just wanted to give young people a chance to show their talents and learn from each other, and to find a name to gather together."
Jiang Yan seemed to understand but not quite.
As they were talking, people started to go up to the stage below one after another, the protective formation was activated, and the competition was about to begin.
In the blink of an eye, twenty arenas were filled with flashes of swords and sabers, and beside each arena there were several Heavenly Wolf Guards and Sword Sect disciples standing by, ready for battle.
Jiang Yan looked up and saw a group of sect leaders and elders from various sects sitting on seats not far above.
That's probably the judges' seat.
The Sword Sect naturally took the main seat, with Sect Master Gu and Madam Wei both sitting quietly, and Gu Jingyun sitting below the Sect Master.
The man met Jiang Yan's gaze from a distance.
Jiang Yan's heart moved and he raised his eyebrows at him.
The man laughed, his lips moving slightly.
Jiang Yan relied on his invincible strength to identify his lip shape with difficulty——【Don’t be nervous】
Who is nervous.
Jiang Yan raised the hilt of his sword, silently threatening.
"Yan'er, who are you flirting with?" the head of the sect asked deliberately.
Jiang Yan was startled. Seeing his fellow apprentices looking at him curiously, he quickly straightened his posture and said seriously, "No, Master, you must have seen it wrong."
The head of the sect said: "Oh - I must have misread the bento."
My fellow junior brothers looked at me, I looked at you, and made faces.
Jiang Yan said expressionlessly, "Everyone is on the judging panel. Master, why aren't you going? Are you afraid to go?"
Sect Leader: “…”
The headmaster scolded: "Nonsense! I only stayed here to encourage you!"
Jiang Yan: "Oh, since the master said so, then let's take it as it is."
The fellow disciples suddenly understood!
It turns out that the boss’s old lover is on the judging panel, and it seems there’s more than one.
The head of the sect was aggrieved: "Yan'er is really good at speaking."
Jiang Yan hid a little pride and said modestly, "Okay, okay."
The judges' seat.
The clan leaders are discussing this year's champion.
Someone asked about Gu Jingyun.
Gu Jingyun retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Top of the list? No, I don't think it's the Sword Sect."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"oh?"
"I remember that this year's Sword Sect contestant included the young master's junior brother."
"In your opinion, who will be at the top of the list?"
Gu Jingyun did not answer, but just smiled and said: "It will be someone no one expected."
Everyone looked at each other and made jokes.
Gu Jingyun was vague and perfunctory in his answers.
Only a few people who knew the situation smiled at each other.
Sect Leader Gu asked with a smile: "Jing Yun, do you trust him so much?"
Gu Jingyun: "Yes."
The young master faced a crowd of curious, confused, inquiring, and teasing gazes, and smiled gently: "He will naturally be the best, both in my heart and in reality."
**
The eighteenth arena.
Jiang Yan was lucky as he was the fifth person to play.
But his luck was not very good. In other arenas, there were more or less people who surrendered voluntarily, and those who failed to report in time were counted as forfeit...
On his side, there were exactly ten people, and not a single one abstained.
After defeating his initial opponent, the original champion failed to win consecutively and lost to the third person. The second champion won one round in a row and now faces Jiang Yan.
When Jiang Yan came on the court, the young man on the opposite side was stunned by her beauty at first, and then he reacted as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He had already won one round, but he had not conserved his spiritual energy well in the previous battle, so he consumed a little more.
How easy is it to win consecutive games?
Now another monk comes up who looks like he is not someone you are going to deal with!
The one who uses a sword, could he be a sword cultivator?
There is a flute hanging on his waist, so he might be a music practitioner.
The champion said cautiously: "Daoyou, I am Yuqun from Gantian Sect. I am honored to meet you."
Jiang Yan was afraid that something might happen to the jade flute during the fight, so he stuffed it back into the Sumeru Ring.
He took out his sword, drew it out of its sheath, and his energy was as strong as a rainbow.
Under the other party's increasingly vigilant gaze, Jiang Yan bowed and made a starting gesture.
"I am Jiang Yan from the Hehuan Sect. Please give me your guidance!"
Champion: “……???”
His heart suddenly relaxed.
Oh, from the Hehuan Sect.
Haha, that’s a sure thing!
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