Chapter 102 The Consequences of Provocation
Fifteen minutes later, the competition officially began.
At the summit, within a massive array, floated more than a hundred small wooden boxes.
All participating disciples must find their own sect's token before they can proceed to the next handover point.
The boxes were all sealed with restrictions, making it impossible to see inside with divine sense. Finding your own token was practically a gamble.
Thus, the first competition officially began, with disciples from all the sects rushing forward like a swarm of bees, searching for their sect tokens.
The scene was quite comical. Nan Muyin frowned and watched for a while, then suddenly her spiritual power surged and she blasted towards the crowd in front of her.
Sensing danger, everyone leaped back and shouted angrily, "Nan Muyin, what do you want to do!"
Nan Muyin ignored them, and with a loud shout, shattered all the boxes, revealing a series of tokens.
He scanned all the floating tokens with his divine sense, and a moment later he flashed and grabbed one of them. "Found it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Muyin disappeared in a flash. Only then did everyone realize what was happening and quickly found their own tokens to follow her.
There were many small obstacles on the track, but for Nan Muyin, overcoming them was a piece of cake.
He ran down the mountain at full speed when suddenly several sword beams came from behind him. He dodged to the side and turned his head to see Yang Shen and Zhuo Yunce, who were chasing after him aggressively.
Judging from their harmonious appearance, they must have reached an agreement to cooperate.
Nan Muyin did not want to get entangled with them for too long. She filled her longsword with spiritual power and slashed wildly behind her. The surrounding giant trees collapsed and blocked the mountain path.
Seeing this, he smiled with satisfaction and rushed towards the next handover point without stopping. However, after running for a short while, he heard Zhuo Yunce's voice behind him.
"Nan Muyin! Stay and fight!"
"You're not qualified to be called a defeated opponent." Nan Muyin ignored him and kept running forward without stopping.
Zhuo Yunce pressed on relentlessly, a sinister look on his face as he sneered, "So what if I didn't win the magic duel? You've already completely lost in some areas!"
"Oh? Tell me about it?"
Zhuo Yunze's face showed smugness. He knew all too well the weakness of Nan Muyin's bloodline, which was completely unable to withstand any stimulation, so he laughed wildly:
"Yu Xian'er has a great body, so fair, tender, and smooth. I still crave it to this day. She gave herself to me willingly back then. Don't you hate her? Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Nan Muyin clenched her teeth, her face darkened, and the veins on her forehead bulged, but she did not stop walking.
This stunned Zhuo Yunce. He hadn't expected Nan Muyin to be so patient and not get angry. He continued, "Hahaha, you didn't expect that, did you? The woman you've guarded for so many years is actually a used piece of trash!"
"You're asking for it!!"
Nan Muyin's eyes turned bloodshot, her forward steps faltered, and she leaped into the air, her fingertips rapidly forming hand seals as she shouted.
A golden sword array appeared behind him, with thousands of golden sword beams cascading down like a waterfall of silver water towards Zhuo Yunce, who was not far away.
Upon seeing this, Zhuo Yunze smiled and immediately summoned his magic weapon to defend himself. At this moment, Yang Shen gave him a wink and quickly ran down the mountain path.
Seeing Nan Muyin's almost frantic state, Zhuo Yunce burst into unrestrained laughter, "Nan Muyin, you still can't beat me after all, hahahaha!"
"You think you can take me?" Nan Muyin sneered with murderous intent. After changing her sword formation, an even more ferocious sword light fell, and cracks began to appear on the protective magic weapon.
Zhuo Yunze's eye twitched. His mission was only to hold off Nan Muyin, so he knew he was no match for her.
Just as he was about to retreat and escape, the fierce sword formation suddenly stopped, and a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yunze felt a blow to his abdomen, making him almost vomit. Immediately afterward, a long sword pierced through his shoulder, pinning him firmly to a tree trunk.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Zhuo Yunce howled in agony, reaching out to pull the sword from his shoulder.
At that moment, Nan Muyin suddenly grabbed his neck, silencing his painful screams.
Nan Muyin's face turned crazed as she leaned down and chuckled in his ear, "Heh, I didn't believe a single word you said just now. Do you know why?"
Zhuo Yunze's face contorted with rage from lack of oxygen as he struggled and roared, "I'm not interested!"
"No, what you're interested in."
Nan Muyin revealed a smug look and said to herself, "Xian'er, she sleeps with me every night. Is there any part of her that I don't know by heart? So how dare you try to sow discord, hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yunce's face was filled with jealousy and hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "She really is a shameless slut. I should have ruined her back then!"
"Oh, really?" Nan Muyin's face darkened. She gripped the hilt of her sword and began to spin it. Her shoulder instantly became a bloody mess, spurting blood.
"Does it hurt? Hmm?"
"Aaaaaah, Nan Muyin, kill me if you dare!!"
"Hmph, you think I wouldn't dare?"
A murderous intent flashed in Nan Muyin's eyes. At this moment, a figure flashed forward and said, "Alright, no one should die during the competition."
Nan Muyin looked at the Immortal Alliance's ruling, then sneered, drew her sword, and turned to run down the mountain path.
Zhuo Yunce leaned against the tree trunk, a bloody hole clearly visible on his shoulder, which made his face turn deathly pale with pain.
Watching Nan Muyin's departing figure, her eyes filled with hatred, she hysterically roared, "You just wait!"
The elder judge looked at him, shook his head helplessly, and waved his hand to send him out of the secret realm...
Yang Shen moved like the wind, darting through the mountain paths of the competition. He glanced back and, as expected, still couldn't see Nan Muyin. The handover point was not far ahead.
"Ha, it's nothing special."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure rushing toward him.
"Damn, didn't Zhuo Yunze stop him?"
He originally thought that guy could hold out for a while longer, but he didn't expect him to be dealt with so quickly?
He couldn't think about anything else, so he quickly rushed to the handover point and handed over the sect token.
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