Xie Zhou was somewhat indignant. She didn't want this kind of privilege, so she stepped forward and said, "Sect Leader, isn't it unfair if you do this? If others see this, will they still respect you? They might say that our competition this time was rigged."
"I propose that our Sword Sect and the Worry-Free Pavilion have a match."
Luo Fentian and Ao Tian also strongly supported this competition.
And Senior Brother Song agreed.
After much deliberation, the master of Wuyou Pavilion decided on this competition.
After he agreed, the group happily went home.
The time for the martial arts competition was fast approaching, and the Taoists at Wuyou Pavilion had gone from being deserted to being bustling with activity.
This was the busiest time in the history of Wuyou Pavilion. Unexpectedly, as soon as the news was released, many people who cultivated immortality and practiced martial arts came to participate in the competition. Even the few old houses that were usually empty were almost full of people.
Bai Wuyou stood atop the watchtower, gazing at the thriving scene before him. However, he also kept an eye on the outsiders, hoping that some of them might be part of a force targeting Wuyou Pavilion, thus justifying the entire plan.
They need to be on guard and cautious during this period.
Once the participants were confirmed, the gong sounded, and the arena at Wuyou Pavilion became lively once again.
"Thump!"
"The competition begins! The rules are that both sides will fight each other until one point is reached, and the one who pushes the other off the stage wins and takes the banner. Each person has one banner in their hand. The one with the highest banner wins and can challenge the champion to get more banners!"
"Note that only the seven winners are qualified to enter the Holy Land for cultivation!"
"The first round of the competition begins!"
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