Chapter 8 Whisper The Qingyuan Sect’s sect competition adopts the method of…
The Qingyuan Sect's sect competition adopts an elimination promotion system. Contestants are divided into groups of two and compete against each other until the final winner is selected.
In order to prevent being matched with opponents who are too different from their original opponents at the beginning, in the first round of competition, the disciples will be divided into four groups according to their cultivation level: Tiandi Xuanhuang.
Xu Fu was in the middle stage of foundation building, so he was assigned to the ground group.
As for the highest heavenly group, they are all cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.
The time has come, Ling Fuyao stood up and took out an ancient bronze bell from his sleeve.
The bronze bell was only a little over three inches in her hand and looked more like a bell, but when it flew into the air, it became as majestic as a mountain, and the rust on it began to flow, like flying stars surrounding it.
Flying star Zhenwu bell!
Ling Fuyao waved his sleeves, letting the spiritual energy brought out by them hit the bell heavily.
"clang--"
The simple and solemn sound of the bell reached the ears of everyone present as she struck it, and the melodious sound seemed to contain the true meaning of the operation of heaven and earth and the reincarnation of all things.
Many disciples felt that the bottleneck they had been stuck in for many years had loosened just by hearing the sound of the bell.
The originally noisy venue suddenly became quiet.
"Everyone..."
Ling Fuyao cleared his throat and couldn't help thinking:
Dear guests, family members, we gather here to celebrate my... Ugh!
Ling Fuyao is indeed not very good at speaking in clichés.
Whenever she was in a serious situation, she couldn't help but say something strange.
But as the leader of a sect, in order to save the face of Qingyuan Sect, she still resisted the urge to make trouble and pretended to be mysterious and sage: "I won't say any more nonsense, the sect competition officially begins!"
After saying that, she raised her finger and lightly stroked the air.
Afterwards, countless points of light scattered from her fingertips, enveloping the disciples in the venue according to their groups.
This seemingly ordinary action caused the faces of the cultivators present to change, and the looks they gave Ling Fuyao became ambiguous.
If it is just a matter of creating a small world for a short period of time, it is not a difficult task for these powerful people.
But without relying on any magical tools, he can create thousands of small worlds with just a wave of his hand. This is enough to prove that Ling Fuyao's comprehension of space has almost reached a superb level.
"Everyone, let's watch the fight." Ling Fuyao looked around with a smile, thinking to herself, I'm really amazing, I'm acting so big in front of these guys.
Before the competition began, Xu Fu subconsciously looked around.
But he still didn't see the white figure.
This inevitably made Xu Fu a little disappointed.
The young man thought uncertainly: Could it be that my joke was really too much and made Mo Beixing angry?
In fact, Xu Fu doesn't know how to build intimate relationships with others.
Whether in his past life or this life, he always stayed away from the crowd.
He can establish connections with people through imitation, be wary of his opponents, and cooperate with some people for the sake of profit.
But he doesn't make friends...
He had never even had a puppy.
He doesn't know how to make people happy, and he doesn't quite understand the thoughts of puppies.
But Xu Fu was very afraid that Mo Beixing would hate him.
This feeling of worry and fear made him still distracted thinking about Mo Beixing even after he entered the competition venue.
But Xu Fu's opponent had no idea of Xu Fu's melancholy. He only knew that the young man in front of him still looked arrogant after entering the competition, and seemed to look down on him.
This really made the guy furious.
Xu Fu's opponent was a burly man who looked to be in his thirties. He was in the middle stage of foundation building and had the three spiritual roots of wood, fire and water.
He is not a very talented person, otherwise he would not have been stuck in the middle stage of foundation building at the age of 150.
He has participated in such competitions many times.
Each time, it twisted his heart further.
Cultivation is inherently against the will of heaven, and therefore, the selection of talents is even more cruel.
The strong man participated in the sect competition again and again, and met various geniuses time and time again.
Year after year, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had fought with the strong man had breakthroughs one after another, but the strong man remained here.
He began to envy those geniuses, and any tiny move of those geniuses could touch his fragile nerves.
Are you laughing at me?
Do you look down on me?
And Xu Fu's arrogant look made the string that had been tautly stretched on his mind completely break.
At that moment, he seemed to hear nothing.
He just wanted to use his axe to chop the man in front of him in half.
"You daring brat! How dare you look down on me! Take this with my axe!"
The sturdy man roared, raised the huge axe in his hand that was half a man's thickness, and chopped towards Xu Fu.
The young man seemed completely unaware of his actions and continued to stand there in a daze without moving.
When the sturdy man's axe was only three inches away from Xu Fu, the young man raised his finger slightly.
A purple lightning bolt struck down from the sky, and went along the axe held high by the sturdy man, directly chopping him into pieces, leaving him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
The sturdy man fell to the ground with a bang, while Xu Fu still stood there motionless.
He did not celebrate his victory, but continued to think about the human-dog relationship between him and his senior brother.
But Xu Fu's action attracted the attention of countless people.
The reason is simple: this kid seems to be too pretentious.
"Is this Master Ling's disciple? He is truly a hero at a young age. Not only is he extremely talented, he also has a very good character and is not easily surprised by praise or criticism."
Listening to the compliments from other sect leaders, Ling Fuyao put on her signature fake smile and exchanged a few polite words with them: "Thank you, thank you."
But she was complaining madly in her heart.
"Fuck, this kid is even more pretentious than me!"
And: "What do you mean by calm and steady? That's because you didn't see him pounce on my dog's belly and suck its fatuous mouth."
Ling Fuyao lowered his head again and observed Xu Fu, who was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and came to the conclusion: "This kid pretends to be a melancholy prince. It is 100% because Mo Beixing ignored him. Now he is thinking about petting the dog!"
Of course, Xu Fu didn’t have time to be depressed for too long, as his sadness turned into joy.
With a flash of white light, Mo Beixing appeared in front of him, and even his fluffy hair looked a little more touchable.
However, he ignored Xu Fu's eager eyes and shouted expressionlessly: "Di Group No. 21, Xu Fu wins!"
After saying that, the small world where Xu Fu was located turned into bubbles, and the two of them disappeared from the sight of the spectators at the top.
"Master Ling, this is not very kind of you. Why do you hide your disciple and not let everyone see him more?" A man with an immortal look looked at Ling Fuyao and said jokingly with a smile: "Could it be that you have some unique secrets and want your eldest disciple to guide your younger disciple?"
Ling Fuyao opened the fan in his hand, shook it and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't let you see my disciples, but they haven't seen each other for a while, and they do have some whispers. Maybe my eldest brother will encourage and reward the winning younger brother. Sect Master Qin, as masters, we still have to respect the privacy of our disciples."
Ling Fuyao's words were ambiguous, but everyone present knew that Ling Fuyao's eldest disciple was a dog, so they didn't think of it in the direction of a young man in love. They just smiled and flattered Ling Fuyao, saying that her family was a model master-disciple family of the righteous way with friendly brothers and respectful younger brothers.
Ling Fuyao smiled and nodded continuously.
Only in this way could she resist the urge to speak nonsense.
After all, how could she know that after cultivating immortality, she would have to face such a scene that was similar to a parent-teacher meeting where parents talked to each other about their children.
But fortunately, her children have always been other people's children.
Contrary to what Xu Fu thought, Mo Beixing was not angry.
After leaving everyone's sight, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face. But after realizing this, he immediately coughed twice, put on a stern face, and patted Xu Fu on the shoulder: "Well done, keep up the good work."
"Aren't you angry?"
Mo Beixing was a little confused: "Why should I be angry? Aren't you behaving well?"
It turns out that Mo Beixing doesn't hate me for being so demanding and asking to touch his ears, tail and belly.
Xu Fu seemed to have figured out some ways to get along with puppies.
So the young man laughed softly: "What reward do I have, brother?"
His eyes were sparkling as he stared at the top of Mo Beixing's head.
The hint is already obvious enough.
He wanted to touch Mo Beixing's ears!
Perhaps it was because Xu Fu's gaze was too intense, Mo Beixing subconsciously wanted to get angry: "Don't covet my ears!"
Xu Fu was not in a hurry either. He just stared quietly at the top of Mo Beixing's head.
Mo Beixing would get angry every time. Although he said that he would not let Xu Fu touch it, as long as Xu Fu insisted, he would obediently transform into a tail with his ears.
But this time, before Xu Fu could act pitiful, Mo Beixing took a deep breath and flicked his tail on Xu Fu's leg: "Go ahead and touch it. This is a reward for your hard work in cultivation during this period!"
"Senior Brother, can I touch your paw pad?" Xu Fu asked arrogantly.
Mo Beixing got angry again: "Don't even think about it! I'll be angry!"
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