Meng Tianzheng's words shocked the entire Butian Sect.

Everyone's eyes were full of stars and their expressions were greedy.

The fighting had already begun before the martial arts competition even started.

On the stage, Qi Wuhui looked at Ye Qiu behind him with disdain and said, "It seems that Junior Brother Ye is determined to get this reward?"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled calmly and said, "Brother, you are joking. We are a small group of people in Zixia Peak, and our disciples are still inexperienced.

This time, I just treat this martial arts competition as a chance to see the big scene and have some fun. I don’t have any thoughts on the rewards.”

No one would believe his lies. What do you mean it’s just for fun? Are you, Ye Qiu, that kind of person?

They had heard a lot about the talented disciple from Zixia Peak who had reached the first level of Xuanzhi within five days of entering the sect.

Now three months have passed, and no one knows what her current level of cultivation is.

This kid's habit is to pretend to be weak, practice quietly, and then suddenly explode.

Amaze everyone.

I guess his disciples have the same character as him.

The leaders cursed in their hearts but didn't know what to say.

Mingyue was in the corner, tugging at Ye Qiu's clothes, and whispered, "Junior brother, you don't look nervous at all, but Senior Brother Qi has been waiting for this day.

If you, Zixia Peak, lose, he will not easily let go of this opportunity to humiliate you."

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mingyue meaningfully, which made her feel a little embarrassed and she avoided his gaze.

"Senior sister, are you worried about me?"

"Go to hell, no one would worry about you! You'd better be eliminated in the first round, so that I don't have to worry about Tianshui Summit being at the bottom."

Mingyue's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily, then slipped away like a guilty thief.

Ye Qiu shrugged. He wasn’t at the bottom of the list, but it wasn’t that easy for Qi Wuhui to humiliate him.

Soon, the drawing ceremony was over, and Qi Wuhui went up and said a few words at the end.

As the name suggests, it is to assure everyone that the refereeing team of this martial arts competition will be absolutely fair and impartial and will not favor any lineage.

In addition to Cangjian Peak...

Everyone just laughed after hearing this, and left after drawing lots.

Today is the first day of the martial arts competition, and eight arenas have been built in the martial arts arena.

Ye Qiu said goodbye to Meng Tianzheng and returned to the team at Zixia Peak.

"Master."

When the two girls saw Ye Qiu coming over, they stopped discussing and bowed.

"Senior, Qi Wuhui is so mean. He actually tampered with the drawing of lots."

Xiao Yi started to curse.

Ye Qiu didn't care. He guessed from the beginning that Qi Wuhui must have done something wrong, but it didn't matter.

No matter what he does, nothing can be changed.

He glanced at his two disciples, who were standing there quietly. They were not greatly affected by this matter and their mentality was stable. Ye Qiu felt very relieved.

He looked at Xiao Yi who was cursing, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Damn it! This person is so evil, he can't be so open, but he uses such conspiracy and trickery.

This was only the first match, and Sister Qingzhu and Sister Wan'er encountered two disciples from Cangjian Peak.

Sister Qingzhu is fine, but if Sister Wan'er is not strong enough and loses, wouldn't we be embarrassed?"

Xiao Yi cursed and Zhao Wan'er's face turned black and she slapped him.

"You're the loser! If you can't speak, shut up."

Am I that bad?

Zhao Wan'er was very unhappy. Although her cultivation was not as high as Lin Qingzhu's, she was still a first-grade Tianxiang expert.

Over the past month, she has continued to absorb the power of the precious bones and finally broke through to the heavenly phase.

Just when she was thinking about showing off her skills to her master at the martial arts competition, Xiao Yi started by questioning her strength.

Who can bear this...

"No, Sister Wan'er, that's not what I meant."

This slap made Xiao Yi feel dizzy and dazed, with a resentful look in his eyes.

"I just went to ask next door. I heard that your opponent has reached the ninth level of Xuanzhi, and he was specially arranged by Qi Wuhui to deal with you. I am worried about you."

Zhao Wan'er tugged at the red robe, and when she heard that the other party was only at the ninth level of Xuanzhi, she became even less worried.

"Okay, let's discuss this after we get back."

Xiao Yi was about to explain something, but Ye Qiu interrupted him with a wave of his hand and glanced at Qi Wuhui in the distance.

"There is still one hour of preparation time before the competition begins, so go and get ready.

I just took a look and saw that there were many experts at this martial arts competition.

I have thought about it and I don’t ask you to get any ranking, just do your best.”

“If you encounter danger, you can just admit defeat. I won’t blame you.

No matter what reward or honor you give me, it is not as important as your safety."

Ye Qiu spoke earnestly, and the two girls were deeply moved when they heard it.

They clenched their fists silently. Master was so kind and caring to them.

No matter what, they could not embarrass their master, let alone give Qi Wuhui the opportunity to humiliate him.

"Master, don't worry! We will never let you down."

Lin Qingzhu said in a firm tone that she had been preparing for three months and now was the time for her to show her abilities.

To this day, the scene in Yuqing Palace three months ago is still deeply imprinted in her mind.

That was the disdain in the eyes of the other leaders, the ridicule towards their master and disciple.

After taking a deep look at Lin Qingzhu, Ye Qiu said calmly: "Well, as long as you have confidence, go ahead."

I was secretly delighted.

Hehe, yes, that’s your fighting spirit is what I want. Beat you to death.

After returning to the resting place specially prepared by the disciples of Shoufeng for Zixia Peak, Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er quickly entered a state of meditation.

I want to get back to my best condition before the martial arts competition.

Xiao Yi was more relaxed, strolling around and looking at beautiful women. Ye Qiu got angry when he saw his useless appearance.

Can't you be more mature like me?

I am disappointed in you.

In the afternoon, on the Kun stage, Meng Tianzheng, Qi Wuhui, and several unknown old men sat under the stage.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Meng! I heard earlier that the Butian Sect's Seven Sects Martial Competition is one of the major events in the Eastern Wasteland. I have been waiting for sixty years, and today I am finally lucky enough to see it."

An old man in a gray robe smiled faintly. Meng Tianzheng next to him touched his beard and smiled without saying anything.

This person is the grand elder of Tianchi Holy Land, He Wushuang’s master, and a Taoist priest of Tiantong.

According to legend, he is a strong man who is infinitely close to the supreme realm and is as powerful as the leader of Meng Tianzheng.

The two have been friends for many years, and they were also rivals when they were young.

During this martial arts competition, he suddenly came to pay his respects to the mountain, saying that he wanted to observe the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition of the Butian Sect.

Meng Tianzheng did not refuse. After all, the Seven Clans Martial Competition was equivalent to a conference to discuss the Dao. The leaders of the seven clans had the right to invite elders from other holy places to come and observe and exchange experiences.

"By the way, I heard that... your sect has a young leader who has reached the level of a leader at a young age? He also once severely injured the three Li brothers of Bu Lao Mountain with one sword. I wonder if it's true or not?"

The Taoist priest Tiantong asked tentatively, and He Wushuang behind him immediately became alert upon hearing his words.

This time, he followed his master Tian Tongren to the Butian Sect, but his biggest purpose was actually to come for Ye Qiu.

The last time he saw Ye Qiu's swordsmanship, he couldn't sleep and went crazy.

Meng Tianzheng looked at him in astonishment, a little puzzled. Is Ye Qiu so famous now? Has his reputation spread to the Tianchi Holy Land?

Thinking of this, a smile broke out on Meng Tianzheng's old face. He sat up straight and suddenly felt very proud.

Yes, that’s my junior fellow apprentice.

"Fellow Daoist, if I'm not mistaken, the person you're talking about should be my junior fellow apprentice from Zixia Peak, right?"

Meng Tianzheng said slowly.

Although he was very happy inside, he appeared unusually calm on the surface.