Chapter 86 Doubles Match
"Yay! I can finally participate in the competition!"
The next morning, Cen Feng was unusually excited because he and Feng Yue were scheduled to participate in the doubles competition that day.
This decision was made out of necessity.
The group competition is only open to disciples below the Nascent Soul stage. Nan Muyin, being at the Nascent Soul stage, is definitely out of the running, and Yu Xian'er, specializing in alchemy, is ill-suited for combat. Furthermore, Yu Qianling's injuries haven't fully healed, so only the two of them can participate.
"Can't you just shut up for a second?" Ming Cang scolded.
"When we enter the secret realm later, I heard that the locations will spawn randomly. If you two get separated, you must find a way to reunite, understand?"
"Master knows!"
Cen Feng chuckled as he held the magical artifact in his hand, "We still have the Little Genius Watch magical artifact, so it doesn't matter if we get separated."
Ye Luo laughed and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, we will send you real-time information outside later, so please pay attention."
Cen Feng: "Okay!"
Ming Cang chuckled and said, "Alright, we should get going."
When the group from Peach Blossom Valley arrived at the main venue, Ye Luo glanced at the rankings of the various sects on the monument, and there were still no major changes.
However, the ten points he won yesterday only narrowed the gap with the top two.
Ming Cang patted Cen Feng on the shoulder, "Try to crush as many jade slips as possible, as you can add points to the number of people you kill during the competition."
"Don't worry, watch me beat them so badly they'll run away with their tails between their legs."
Mingcang slapped his head and scolded, "Don't be so arrogant. This is a team competition, it's about teamwork. Don't try to be a hero by yourself!"
"Okay, okay!"
Cen Feng waved and walked towards the center of the field with Feng Yue. At this moment, they bumped into Su Yuyuan, who glared fiercely at the two of them.
"Once we get into the secret realm, see how I deal with you!"
Cen Feng glanced at him sideways and sneered, "You?"
"Su Yuyuan told you not to go around stirring up trouble, why don't you ever learn?" Du Jiaoxi said with her arms crossed, laughing. "Don't let yourself get slapped in the face again, it'll be too embarrassing to look at."
Su Yuyuan glared at Du Jiaoxi, "You don't need to worry about this!"
"Hmph, you've taken my kindness for granted. I can't be bothered with you." Du Jiaoxi shrugged and turned to leave.
The preparation area was packed with people, and Feng Yue, draped in a black robe and cloak, stood out conspicuously. Many people stared at him, causing him to instinctively shrink back.
"Who is this person? He's acting all mysterious."
"Tsk, didn't you see he was wearing the disciple's robes from Peach Blossom Valley?"
"oh oh!"
"Peach Blossom Valley is such a strange sect. What kind of oddballs are they? One of them is a male disciple wearing pink clothes, while the other is draped in a black robe..."
Upon hearing this, Cen Feng angrily retorted, "What do you know! My junior brother said, 'The pinker the clothes, the fiercer the fight,' so you just wait to get a beating from me!"
"..."
The group of people who had been discussing the matter looked at Cen Feng with shame on their faces, their eyes clearly saying: 'Idiot'.
Upon hearing that they were disciples of Peach Blossom Valley, Qingyu couldn't help but look at the two of them. She had been holding a grudge ever since she was defeated by Yu Qianling last time, which made her lose face.
I originally thought she would participate this time and get revenge for her loss in the arena, but I didn't expect that these two people would be replaced instead, and I felt a little disappointed.
"It seems those two disciples from Peach Blossom Valley have never fought before." Wei Yin looked at the two of them, nudged Qing Yu beside her with her elbow, and laughed, "Do you need me to teach those two a lesson for you?"
Qingyu's face was full of disdain. "Heh, do I need you?"
"Fine, fine, you think you're so high and mighty?" Wei Yin shrugged and teased.
Before long, the competition officially began.
A beam of light suddenly shone, and all the participating disciples were teleported into the secret realm.
The secret realm map is: Endless Cliff.
Within the secret realm, there are towering mountains with sheer cliffs everywhere, and lush vegetation of various grasses and plants grows at the foot of the cliffs.
Cen Feng opened his eyes and looked around. Sure enough, he didn't see Feng Yue. "It really is a random location."
So he activated the wristwatch on his wrist and tried calling out a few times: "Hey, Fourth Senior Brother, where are you? Tell me your location."
After waiting for a long time without hearing Feng Yue's response, Ye Luo's voice came through:
"Hey, Fifth Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother is at the foot of the snow-capped mountain to the east, fighting with someone. Hurry up and go over there!"
"Okay, I understand!" Upon receiving the information from Ye Luo, Cen Feng immediately flew towards the eastern region on his sword.
At this moment, Feng Yue's situation was rather bad. He had just entered the map when he ran into two groups of people from different sects. Seeing that he was alone, they attacked him without any politeness.
After fighting them for a while, Feng Yue realized the situation was not good, so he darted into the dense forest and used the terrain to his advantage to resolve the trouble.
After crushing the four soul jade slips, Feng Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief and activated his watch-like magical artifact. "I've taken care of things here. Fifth Junior Brother, where are you?"
Cen Feng: "Hey, Junior Brother told me your location. I was just about to head over from the south."
"Oh, then I'll head south too," Feng Yue said, looking around warily.
"good!"
The sharp eyes of the eagle in the sky surveyed the intense battles in various locations, presenting the events in real time to the audience outside the secret realm.
The group from Peach Blossom Valley stared at the crystal screen, having completely lost track of the two individuals. Helpless, they could only provide them with the approximate locations of the other sect disciples.
This saved them a lot of trouble and made the assembly process much faster.
Suddenly, Feng Yue heard the sound of a flute. He immediately hid under a tree and peeked out to find that it was actually Qing Yu, the young master of the Huan Yin Sect.
Three disciples lay on the ground in front of him, clearly incapacitated.
He then searched their soul jade slips, crushed them, and the people on the ground were teleported away.
Feng Yue clutched his chest, frowned, and pondered for a moment. He decided it was best to stay away from this person. Just as he turned to leave, a cracking sound rang out as he accidentally stepped on a dry twig.
"who!"
Suddenly, a white figure attacked, unleashing two talismans with a whooshing sound. Upon seeing this, Feng Yue leaped up a tree, glanced at the figure, and fled into the distance.
"Hmm? Aren't those disciples from Peach Blossom Valley?"
A fierce glint flashed in Qing Yu's cold eyes. Last time, Yu Qianling had made him lose face in front of everyone, and he was still holding a grudge. How could he let him off so easily? He flashed and chased after him.
Two figures, one in black and one in white, moved through the dense forest, gradually entering an area with lush vegetation.
After running for a while, Feng Yue realized that Qing Yu was still relentlessly pursuing him, so he had no choice but to stop and say, "You, you don't come any closer, this place is dangerous..."
"Oh? You think I'd believe that?"
"I'm not lying to you."
Qing Yu snorted coldly and attacked him with a talisman between her fingertips. Feng Yue nimbly dodged it, and the talisman missed and hit the dense grass.
Just as Qingyu was about to launch another attack, she suddenly noticed a change in the surrounding vegetation. The originally dark green vines turned dark red and began to sway and tremble restlessly.
Seeing this, he sensed something was wrong and leaped to escape, but his foot suddenly tightened and he was entangled by a clump of vines, which pulled him back.
Before Qingyu could react, several vines tightly bound him, making it impossible for him to break free.
"What is this thing?!"
Qingyu was tangled up in a "big" shape, making it difficult to even reach out and take out the talisman. She couldn't help but start cursing in her heart.
At this moment, Feng Yue leaned out halfway, looking at the red vines, and said, "This...this looks like the Blood Demon Vine..."
"You despicable scoundrel! You deliberately lured me here, didn't you?!"
"I...I warned you..." Feng Yue looked at the person hanging in the air and was about to turn away when he was stopped by him.
"Wait! Quickly cut down these vines and let me down!"
Feng Yue's dark eyes flickered slightly. "No, you'll hit me again later... You can leave after the competition is over."
After speaking, Feng Yue adjusted his black robe and continued walking forward.
"Hey!" Qingyu watched his receding figure and began to feel anxious.
Was he to be hung up like that until the end of the match?
He can't afford to lose face like that!
Qingyu struggled desperately, but suddenly the vines wrapped around him tightened even more, and strange sap kept oozing from the vines, gradually corroding his clothes...
"You bastard!"
Qing Yu's handsome face showed embarrassment. He carefully observed his surroundings, afraid of being bumped into by disciples from other sects, or that some foolish spirit eagle might fly over and ruin his reputation!
Gradually, the chill on his body intensified, and he was almost completely naked.
This forced him to lower his proud head and call out to Feng Yue in the distance, "Hey, senior brother... please wait!"
"Huh?" Feng Yue stopped and turned around.
"If you save me, I'll give you the soul jade slip I have. Doesn't your Peach Blossom Valley happen to be short of points?"
"really?"
"Yes, really!"
"Oh well……"
Feng Yue returned and walked closer to him. When he looked up, a spring scene unfolded before his eyes, catching him completely off guard...
"You're not allowed to look!" Qing Yu's handsome face flushed red as he struggled to close his legs, but it was all in vain.
Feng Yue awkwardly turned his head away and stammered, "Wait a moment... I'll save you right away."
As he spoke, he summoned the treasured sword within his body, intending to slash at the blood demon vines. However, the vines suddenly retracted, seemingly terrified of Feng Yue's approach.
Many vines climbed over and lay prostrate at his feet, rubbing against his feet affectionately, as if they were sentient beings begging for his forgiveness.
"Huh?" Feng Yue frowned as he looked at everything, completely confused about the reason. So he tried to say, "Then, then let him go, and I won't cut you."
Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Vine suddenly released Qing Yu, and caught off guard, he fell violently from the air.
Qingyu, wincing in pain, lay on the ground, hissing and gasping for breath. She looked up at Feng Yue angrily, "Couldn't you have caught it?!"
"I'm...sorry..."
Feng Yue's face was full of apology. Looking at his tattered clothes and the marks on his pale skin, he politely turned his head to the side and said, "Can I have the jade slip now?"
Qingyu was both angry and ashamed, wishing she could tear him to pieces. She gritted her teeth and said, "Give me your cloak!"
"No, no..."
"How can I go out looking like this?!"
"But……"
Feng Yue hesitated for a long time before taking off the black cloak he always wore and handing it to him, saying, "Here, for you."
Qingyu took the black cloak and quickly put it on. Suddenly, a murderous glint appeared in her eyes, filled with shame and indignation. She then struck Feng Yue, who was completely unprepared, with a fierce palm strike.
Feng Yue groaned and fell into the grass. The previously quiet Blood Demon Vines suddenly became restless and attacked him fiercely.
Upon seeing this, Qingyu's expression changed and she turned and ran. Feng Yue emerged from the grass in a disheveled state, only to find that the guy had already vanished without a trace.
Feng Yue clutched his chest and hissed, "Junior Brother was right after all; good-looking people are all liars."
He didn't even get his hands on the jade slip, and now even his most cherished robe is gone...
Qingyu fled south at breakneck speed, finally stopping to rest on a rock. He couldn't help but wonder if the Blood Demon Vine had been protecting him.
What's going on?
Just as he was lost in thought, an excited voice came from afar: "Fourth Senior Brother, I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"???" Qing Yu cursed inwardly, what the hell is this?
"Hey, it's you? Why are you wearing my senior brother's clothes?"
Cen Feng's face suddenly darkened, and he slapped his storage bag, causing several puppets to fly out. "Speak quickly! Where is my senior brother?!"
Qing Yu, who was already holding back her anger, rushed forward without saying a word, summoned her magic weapon, and began to fight Cen Feng.
Unfortunately, he was just a cultivator who mainly focused on illusion techniques, so how could he be a match for a puppet cultivator? In no time, he was at a disadvantage and was even pinned to the ground by a puppet, completely unable to move.
"Speak quickly! Where is my senior brother?" Cen Feng walked up to him and said sternly.
"I killed him!" Qing Yu roared in a fit of rage. At that moment, his black robe suddenly slipped off, revealing a body covered in what looked like somewhat ambiguous marks.
After staring blankly for a few seconds, Cen Feng suddenly exclaimed in realization, "Holy crap!"
The black robe, and Qing Yu's humiliated appearance...
Could it be what I'm thinking?!
Cen Feng was filled with disbelief. He never expected that his fourth senior brother would have such a taste.
Seeing that he was still in a daze, Qingyu suddenly kicked the puppet off her body and quickly fled.
A moment later, Feng Yue arrived from a distance and saw Cen Feng staring blankly into the distance. He asked, "Fifth Junior Brother, you've arrived!"
Upon hearing this, Cen Feng turned to look at him and saw that he was wearing a half-mask and his black robe was indeed gone.
"Fourth Senior Brother, are you alright?"
Feng Yue clutched his chest and said aggrievedly, "It's nothing, I just got slapped by that Qing Yu."
"Oh..." Cen Feng smiled awkwardly, "You should be grateful. It's already good enough that he didn't kill you, given his personality."
"???"
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