Chapter 20: Courage
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, Lu Yi got up and had breakfast with Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi. Lu Gaoyang said, "Let's go to the martial arts arena!"
Lu Yi looked at the hand that Lu Gaoyang stretched out to him, his face changed, and he quickly said: "Old Lu, wait a minute! I plan to go there by myself today!"
Lu Gaoyang's hand paused, and he looked at Lu Yi with some confusion: "Why? How convenient would it be for me to take you there?"
Lu Yi coughed dryly and said, "You know I'm very famous now. It's still early. If I go there too early, I'll be surrounded by people. It will be embarrassing. It's better to go there slowly."
After hearing what Lu Yi said, Lu Gaoyang thought about it and felt that it made some sense. Wang Siqi beside him also smiled and said, "If that's the case, let Yi'er go by herself. Yi'er is grown up and has his own ideas."
The two men flew away on their swords, and Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Today, he finally didn't have to be carried around, and there should still be room for restoring his impression.
Lu Yi's face was full of joy as he trotted out the door.
When Lu Yi arrived at the martial arts arena, quite a few people had already gathered there. Because the auditions and pre-selections had been completed yesterday, there were very few people in the square, but there were more and more people gathering outside the arena.
Seeing Lu Yi coming, the outer disciples' eyes lit up.
"It's Junior Brother Lu Yi!"
"Yesterday I was thinking about seeing Junior Brother Lu Yi's swordsmanship. I was not there at Baiyang Peak or at the martial arts arena. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Lu Yi didn't use a single sword yesterday. I still didn't see it."
"Yes, but today we have to select the top ten, and we will definitely see Junior Brother Lu Yi's sword!"
“…”
Many disciples were secretly looking forward to it.
Lu Yi walked into the martial arts arena, close to the central arena.
There are ten slightly larger arenas around the central arena, and these ten arenas are for the ranking competitions.
In previous competitions, 320 disciples competed on ten stages and the top ten were selected.
At this moment, there are already quite a few disciples in the arena area, and all of them are among the top 320 disciples.
Seeing Lu Yi coming, all the disciples looked over with inquiring eyes. Some were a little wary, and Lu Yi even saw a few hostile looks.
He glanced at the hostile disciples, all of whom were at the ninth level of Qi training.
Lu Yi thought about it and felt that he didn’t seem to have provoked them, so why did it seem like these people were unhappy with him?
Lu Yi couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
At this moment, Lu Yi heard Wang Wulian's voice: "Junior Brother Lu, this way!"
Lu Yi turned around and saw Wang Wulian waving at him with a smile on his face.
Lu Yi walked over and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang!"
As he spoke, he looked around and asked in confusion, "Where is Senior Brother Lu?"
Lu Ling’s strength is not weak, but Lu Yi didn’t see him here.
Wang Wulian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lu was unlucky. He was in the same arena as Brother Jiang Fan, so he failed to advance."
"Senior Brother Jiang Fan?" Lu Yi thought about it, and then thought of something: "Is it the senior brother who is at the tenth level of Qi training?"
"Who else could it be except him?" Wang Wulian said.
Lu Yi: “…”
He found out that it wasn't just Senior Brother Li Qi who was unlucky, Senior Brother Lu Ling was also unlucky.
He clearly had the potential to be among the top 100, but in the end he didn't even make it past the preliminary round.
However, the outer sect will not care whether this matter is fair or not. As I said, for practitioners, although luck is illusory, it is really important. Luck is even a part of strength.
Lu Yi also felt that there was no problem. He had read various novels in his previous life. The talents of those sons of luck were not that strong, but they were just like indestructible cockroaches. They could not die no matter what and they could get all kinds of good things. Who could he complain to?
"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, who is that senior brother in the green robe? Why does he look at me as if I stole something important from him?" Lu Yi was a little confused.
The guy's eyes were so unfriendly that Lu Yi even wondered if he had stolen that guy's wife.
Wang Wulian glanced at the direction Lu Yi pointed, and quickly retracted his gaze. He grinned and said, "It's because Junior Brother Lu Yi, your cultivation has broken through to the seventh level of Qi training."
"What does this have to do with my breakthrough to the seventh level of Qi training?" Lu Yi was a little confused.
"Hey... because Junior Brother Lu Yi has amazing talent, you already have the combat power of a ninth level Qi training level when you were at the sixth level Qi training. Now you have broken through to the seventh level Qi training. Some people are afraid, right?" Wang Wulian said with a gloating smile.
"Junior Brother Lu Yi should also know that the top ten in the annual competition can be exempted from the assessment and directly enter the inner sect, right?"
Lu Yi nodded: "I know that."
To be honest, this is also Lu Yi’s own goal.
Wang Wulian explained, "Among this year's outer disciples, there are only six brothers and sisters who have reached the tenth level of Qi training. The remaining four are selected from the disciples who have reached the ninth level of Qi training. The guy you saw just now is called Mo Lingxi. He has the strength to be in the top ten, or in other words, he is just stuck in the tenth position. Junior brother, do you understand what I mean?"
Lu Yi suddenly realized that he finally understood why those guys at the ninth level of Qi training looked at him with hostility.
I guess those guys are all outer disciples who are qualified to challenge the top ten? Now that Lu Yi has shown up, it is equivalent to having another competitor. What's more, with the strength Lu Yi has shown, they probably feel that they are not sure they can win?
As for this guy who looked particularly unfriendly, Lu Yi also understood. This guy happened to be ranked tenth. If Lu Yi himself was in the top ten, he would definitely be squeezed out, and he would not be able to enter the inner gate. How uncomfortable would that be?
No wonder this guy is so unfriendly. Lu Yi even feels a little sympathetic towards him.
He sighed and said, "I hope that Senior Brother Mo will have better luck next year."
Wang Wulian: “???”
He frowned and looked at Lu Yi who was sighing: "Junior brother, do you think you can definitely make it into the top ten?"
Lu Yi smiled and said, "Is there any need to say more?"
In fact, Lu Yi’s goal is to be the first. He has not forgotten until now that the tasks in the sect competition will be rewarded according to the ranking. The higher the ranking, the better the reward.
Wang Wulian grinned and gave Lu Yi a thumbs up: "Junior Brother Lu is courageous! But don't underestimate those disciples who can compete for the top ten. They are not like me and Brother Lu, who have one or two unique skills. At the very least, they have cultivated a magic to the realm of perfection, and some even have magic weapons."
Magical weapon? Lu Yi felt strange, because he had two, a low-grade magical sword and a pair of medium-grade magical shoes.
As for the techniques of the realm of transformation, Lu Yi is not bragging, there is still a little gap between him and him.
While they were communicating, Dugu Fang came to the central stage again.
Dugu Fang looked at Lu Yi and the others, his expression milder than yesterday, and said, "You are all elite disciples of the outer sect of Baiyun Sect who can enter the ranking competition. You will surely be able to enter the inner sect in the future. I hope you can perform well in today's competition. The ranking competition will begin now!"
As he spoke, Dugu Fang waved his hand again, and 320 stone tablets appeared and flew towards Lu Yi and others.
(End of this chapter)
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