Chapter 102 Competition among Cult Leaders

Seeing Nanwang being beaten, the two leaders on the stage had different expressions.

Tong Yan waved his hand with a gloomy face, and the guardian beside him immediately bent down and leaned over to whisper.

After a moment, the guardian quickly disappeared from the stage, apparently going to carry out the leader's orders.

The contestants were concentrating on drawing talismans and had no intention of paying attention to other things, but the spectators were different. Compared with those young talisman practitioners who had not even reached the foundation-building stage, the two powerful demon practitioners on the stage naturally attracted more of their attention.

Seeing the guardian walking towards the open-air examination room, everyone was talking about:

"Are you going to take that disciple away?"

"It is wrong to disrupt the examination room."

"But he looks so pitiful, so let's just forget it."

"It's not intentional, there's no need to be so strict."

"Young man, you are so good-looking. Don't make talismans anymore. It's a dead end. It would be better if you come to our Hehuan Sect."

"The young guy's skills are good, but his attitude is bad..."

Amid the constant discussions, the Dharma Protector walked up to Namang.

Everyone shook their heads, their eyes full of sympathy.

The Dharma Protector passed by Nanwang without looking away and continued walking forward.

Everyone:?

The guardian took the examiner away.

Everyone: ???

The examiners were arranged according to the area, with one examiner in each area. After the examiner in Nanwang's area was taken away, Nanwang and the students around him became a vacuum zone, with no one guarding it.

However, even if there is no examiner, the audience will be watching. It is absolutely impossible to think that you can cheat openly when the examiner is not there.

Of course, Nanwang had never thought of cheating.

The questions in the preliminary round were not difficult, they just required drawing a set of basic spells, which was an easy task for an experienced person like Nan Wang.

Nan Wang quickly finished drawing the talisman, and then his gaze began to drift towards the stage again.

He was not worried at all about being exposed in front of Mu Yuanyao.

Not to mention that Mu Yuanyao had only met him once at that time and had probably forgotten him long ago. Even if Mu Yuanyao could recognize him... his third senior brother and another true disciple were present.

Any one of the true disciples of Qingyun Sect can defeat a hundred people at random, and now, there are three of them present. Why should he be afraid of Mu Yuanyao? He is so powerful now, it should be Mu Yuanyao who is afraid of him!

What attracted Nan Wang's attention was not only Mu Yuanyao who suddenly turned into a man, but also Tong Yan, the leader of the Tianmo Sect who looked like an ordinary passerby.

Nan Wang never imagined in his dreams that Tong Yan would grow up like this.

Tong Yan is the male protagonist in the original novel of "Dragon Lord"!

In Nanwang's expectation, even if Tong Yan's appearance was not as handsome and unparalleled as described in the original novel, he should still be as beautiful as jade and suave. Unfortunately, the original novel was logical, but reality was illogical.

Tong Yan's current appearance is ordinary and a bit ugly... You can tell at a glance that he used a disguise!

It was still that kind of careless disguise, not even as good-looking as the one he disguised as Zhong Wangsheng!

However, judging from Tong Yan's current appearance, no one can really connect him with Zhong Wangsheng. At least from the perspective of disguise, Tong Yan is still successful.

Nan Wang looked at Tong Yan from a distance and sighed meaningfully.

He thought that no one would notice his behavior, as he did not conceal his movements at all. However, he did not know that after the guardian took the examiner away, all the spectators were secretly observing him.

"It's only been less than an incense stick, and he's already finished? Does he know how to do it?"

"Here to join the count. We also have people from our sect who are here to join the count."

"I found out that this disciple was a distinguished guest of the previous leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and is said to have an ambiguous relationship with the current leader!"

"Oh my god, this is so exciting..."

"No wonder he keeps looking at the leader. It seems he wants the leader to give him a backdoor."

"It's in front of everyone, so no means no."

"Even if he passes the preliminary round, he won't make it to the semi-finals. That means he has no songs..."

Soon, the preliminary round ended.

The scoring of the preliminary round is very simple. All contestants draw the same set of talismans. The examiner will score each person based on whether the talisman is completed and announce the result after one stick of incense.

Amid countless waiting eyes, Nanwang successfully passed the preliminary round.

And his score is still very high.

How high is it? In the published list, the name of "Tianmo Sect - Initial Stage of Qi Refining - Nanwang" was ranked first along with the other six contestants who scored full marks.

Among the top names on the list, Nanwang's name is still ranked first.

The whole audience burst into laughter.

"There's something wrong with this!"

"Oh my god, he and the leader really have a very close relationship!"

"It's over. The leader attacked my handsome brother first."

"How shameful! How shameful!"

"Is there a possibility that he is really a genius?"

"A genius at the initial stage of Qi training? He has all kinds of dreams."

Wu Ge glanced at Tong Yan who was sitting next to him with a meaningful look.

He was not surprised that Nan Wang got such a high score, but there were seven contestants who scored full marks, and there was a one-seventh chance that Nan Wang's name would be ranked first...

This is blatant bias.

Tong Yan noticed Wu Ge's gaze and glared back at him without any hesitation.

He didn't have any favorable feelings towards the leader of the Ghost Cult.

If it weren't for the permanent talisman paper in Wu Ge's collection, he would never have agreed to hold this competition.

After their eyes met, Wu Ge nodded and smiled, seemingly completely unaware of Tong Yan's hostility.

Tong Yan looked away in confusion and disgust.

Wu Ge stood up with a smile, took two steps forward, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

…

The contestants all have cultivation levels below the foundation building stage. Those who can reach such levels of cultivation in various sects are mostly second-generation magic cultivators or young people who are ignorant of worldly affairs.

The young cultivator, who did not have much experience, was competing for the first time in his life in front of so many senior demon cultivators, and he simply could not exert his full strength.

As soon as the results of the preliminary round came out, there was a cry of grief on the field.

Based on the results, only the top half of the contestants can enter the semi-finals.

The contestants who failed to pass the score line left the venue with sighs, the contestants with high scores breathed a sigh of relief, and there were also many students who luckily passed the line, and they chatted with each other to calm down.

Nanwang, as a contestant who passed the test with a high score but had a low-score mentality, quickly integrated into the small group of other contestants and squeezed next to his little friend Qi Wuqi and chatted enthusiastically.

Others complimented Qi Wuqi: "Brother Qi is truly a genius! He got full marks so easily!"

Nan Wang also complimented Qi Wuqi: "Brother Qi, I believe you can definitely win the championship! Bring glory to our Tianmo Sect!"

Qi Wuqi glanced at Nan Wang and said in bewilderment, "You and I are both at the top of the list, and your name is ahead of mine. Why don't you bring honor to the Heavenly Demon Sect yourself?"

Nan Wang said: "How can I do that? With my current level of cultivation, I can draw talismans, but if I really use talismans to fight, my magic energy will be exhausted in less than two moves."

He did not lie when he said this. Although he had been in the Heavenly Demon Sect for a long time, he could not change the habit of using spiritual energy for more than ten years in a short time. He could use demonic energy, but he was a latecomer and used it clumsily. When it came to a serious battle, it was not good to watch.

The talismans he drew were somewhat different from those drawn by ordinary people. His talismans could drive both spirits and demons and could be driven by two forces at the same time. If he really tried his best to fight, he might indeed win the championship. The price was that his identity as a fairy gate would most likely be exposed.

There's no need, no matter how you think about it.

"so it is."

A strange voice suddenly interrupted the discussion, startling all the contestants.

Wu Ge's long sleeves fluttered and landed on the ground leisurely like a pitch-black butterfly.

He was tall, with an upright figure, a demonic appearance, and a long, empty gaze. His golden pupils were free of any other colors, making him look like a piece of inorganic jade.

He didn't look like an ordinary person at all, but rather like a true immortal who had already achieved great enlightenment.

Wu Ge smiled slightly, and when he raised his hand, a pitch-black talisman pen was already in his fingertips.

"It just so happens that today's weather is good, suitable for making talismans. In that case... let's quickly decide the winner."

It was midsummer at this time.

The sun was high in the sky at noon, the heat wave was coming like a tide, and the humidity in the air was ridiculously high. Standing under the sun was like standing in a steamer.

Even though everyone present was a cultivator with powerful cultivation skills, they couldn't help but feel hot.

Wu Ge glanced at the blue sky with neither sadness nor joy, and said casually: "Today the sky is clear, but it is a little hot and humid."

Along with the words, the talisman pen in his hand fell.

The vermilion talisman paper hung in the air, trembling slightly as the talisman pen drew the strokes.

The temperature around us dropped suddenly, the sunlight was blocked, and the clear sky seemed to be covered with a haze.

The contestants closest to Wu Ge exclaimed in surprise:

"Is the Wu Ge Sect Leader drawing a talisman?"

"What kind of amulet is this? I have never seen such a amulet before!"

"This is a self-made talisman!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"

"The talisman I made myself moves as I wish, without form or shape, it is a masterpiece!"

After a while, white snowflakes began to fall.

One piece after another, the snow got heavier and heavier, falling all over the world.

Snow falling in midsummer seems like a miracle.

Even the weather can be manipulated at will, this is the pinnacle of talismans.

Amid the constant exclamations from the audience, only Nan Wang remained calm and looked normal.

He had known for a long time that Wu Ge could create original talismans, so he was not too surprised by Wu Ge's performance today.

The intimidating power of Wu Ge's unique skill was comparable to that of Chu Songping and the crowd refining immortal elixirs on the day of the championship. It shocked every cultivator on the field, especially the contestants other than Nan Wang.

They all opened their mouths wide, their eyes dull, as if they had lost their minds.

The huge difference in talent between them made them lose themselves. They no longer had any thoughts about the next competition and were completely conquered by Wu Ge's talismans.

"Talisman Immortal..."

"Master Wu Ge is the Talisman Immortal, right?"

"Xianji, this is Xianji!"

"Is this a talisman..."

"I have no father or mother, and my lifelong wish is to join the Ghost Cult!"

"Master Wu Ge, look at me, Master Wu Ge!"

Compared to these crazy contestants, Nanwang seemed much more normal.

He reached out to catch a falling snowflake, silently thinking about what to do next -

The requirement to pass the semi-finals is to draw Wu Ge's talisman, but Wu Ge drew a self-made talisman this time, which is not as difficult as ordinary high-level talismans. So, how should he draw it so that he can successfully advance to the finals without revealing all his strength?

While Nanwang was thinking, something strange happened.

The amount of white snow that was originally flying suddenly increased, as if an avalanche had occurred, and the heavy snow flooded the entire examination room like a backflow of sea water.

The audience screamed:

"What's going on?"

"Something happened, save people!"

"How could this happen!?"

The guardians on the high seats were visibly panicking, but because their master, the leader of the Demonic Cult, Tong Yan, did not take any action, they were unable to rescue anyone immediately.

Just when the guardians looked at each other and wanted to say something, Tong Yan spoke.

He snorted coldly and said, "You are showing off your skills in front of an expert. You are just showing off your skills."

The next second, the snow disappeared without a trace, revealing a messy stadium.

The contestants fell to the ground one by one, holding their heads and wailing, and it took them a long time to realize that the final avalanche was just an illusion.

The whole audience burst into laughter, and Wu Ge's lazy voice rang out:

"This talisman is called, Miantian."