"My invincible junior brother, you're not just going to register but not actually play, are you?" Bai Xihe asked, looking at the information about Junlin that Lan Yan had registered.
This wasn't just a wild guess; the main reason was that this exchange competition wasn't going to last just a day or two, but at least a month.
But given Junlin's restless nature, he might suddenly get bored one day and run away.
Junlin was displeased upon hearing this. "Senior sister, how could you think of me like that? Is that how you see me?"
"I'm telling you, I'm not only going to participate, I'm going to win! I'm going to win step by step... cough, I'm going to win the championship!"
A strange light flashed in Lan Yan's eyes, and her red lips parted slightly, "Senior Brother Junlin is really very confident."
Jun Lin smiled slightly, "Junior sister is too kind. It is only natural for cultivators to have such confidence."
Lan Yan smiled and said, "That's true, but confidence must be backed by corresponding strength. Others are just blindly confident and can't compare to Senior Brother."
Bai Xihe: "..."
No, is she the only one who is indifferent to King's Landing?
Furthermore, why is everyone else blindly confident, but not Junlin? Isn't Junlin only at the early stage of the seventh realm?
Wait, how did this kid reach the early stage of the seventh realm?!
They're about to catch up with the senior brother!
Junlin and Lanyan had a very pleasant conversation.
It wasn't until the registration list needed to be submitted that Lan Yan was pulled away by a sullen-looking Bai Xihe.
Actually, Lan Yan originally wanted Bai Xihe to help her out, but for some reason, Bai Xihe firmly refused.
...
next day
Those who participated in the exchange competition and those who did not were divided into two teams.
One team, led by the peak master of Hundred Battles Peak, was responsible for fighting.
The other team was led by Sect Master Wu Junchen and was responsible for watching the excitement.
Junlin saw Ji Bochang and the Barbarian King in the group, so he went over to the Barbarian King and asked, "It's one thing for Ji Bochang to participate, but you're only at the early stage of the fourth realm, why are you participating in the exchange competition?"
The barbarian king scratched his head and said, "My master told me to give it a try, so I came to participate."
Junlin: "..."
Well, so it was that old man Yan Ni who did this. The Barbarian King is still a child, yet he was sent to participate in this cruel competition.
Ji Bochang couldn't help but complain, "What do you mean, 'It's fine if I participate, but aren't you worried about me at all'?"
Jun Lin raised an eyebrow and placed his hands in front of him. "Dude, you're at the peak of the third realm. If you lose, all I can say is, if you're bad, then practice more!"
Ji Bo was speechless for a moment. Although his words might not have been very pleasant to hear, Jun Lin's words did seem to make sense.
The Barbarian King nodded and said, "Yes, Master said that anyone who can't fight above their level is a noob, and anyone who can't beat someone of the same level is even more useless."
In fact, Yan Ni's original words were "trash" and "waste," but the Barbarian King felt that it was not very civilized to say it that way, so he modified it.
Ji Bochang's lips twitched. Well, so all these perverts are bullying him, an ordinary martial artist?
Junlin raised his hand and patted the Barbarian King on the shoulder, saying, "What your master said is quite right. I think you could easily defeat someone in the late stage of the fourth realm."
After those few slaps, Junlin had a general idea of the Barbarian King's physical strength. To put it simply, he should have no problem beating up a mid-stage fourth-realm martial artist with his bare hands.
Ji Bochang sighed deeply in his heart.
He felt that there was an invisible chasm between himself, an ordinary person, and geniuses like King's Landing and the Barbarian King.
"By the way, Ji Bochang, I saw your father in the Qingluan Empire's court before. Ji Boda is your father, right?"
"Huh? Yeah, holy crap! How did you get into the imperial court?"
...
Led by the peak master of Hundred Battles Peak, Junlin and his group soon arrived at the venue for this exchange competition.
The theme of this exchange competition was quite ordinary: martial arts, Buddhism, alchemy, weapon crafting, and talismans.
Following the proper order, the first step now is force.
The martial arts competition was divided into five arenas, each corresponding to martial artists of different levels, and each arena would eventually produce a winner.
The side with the most contestants is the ultimate winner.
Junlin looked at the group of bald men opposite him and was already eager to try.
He's a pro at fighting! He just loves the thrill of battle!
Just as Jun Lin was looking forward to when he could take the stage, Bai Ziye walked over and said, "Your cultivation has improved quite quickly."
Bai Ziye hasn't seen Junlin recently.
If he hadn't discovered that Junlin was competing in the same arena as him, he wouldn't have known that Junlin had already reached the seventh realm.
But is this rate of cultivation improvement really reasonable?
He considered himself to be one of the most outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the Martial Yang Sect. At only twenty-seven years old, he was already at the peak of the seventh realm.
But as it turned out, Junlin had already caught up in the blink of an eye. How long had Junlin been cultivating?
"Yes, we were lucky," Jun Lin replied with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the Imperial Sword Box that Bai Ziye was carrying on his back.
He even brought this Imperial Sword Box to the exchange competition, so it seems that the Imperial Sword Box is not just for show. It's a pity that I didn't get my hands on it back then.
Bai Ziye gently shook his head. "This can't be summed up by good luck. However, you're only at the early stage of the seventh realm, so it's difficult for you to encounter an opponent who is evenly matched with you."
Jun Lin withdrew his gaze, his face full of confidence, and said, "Don't worry, when it comes to defeating enemies of a higher level, the advantage is mine!"
"Uh..." Bai Ziye looked somewhat helpless. He raised his hand and tapped his Imperial Sword Box, from which a cyan longsword flew out.
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