Upon hearing his words, Fu Ziyi merely scoffed and then turned to speak in a low voice to Baili Xiuwen, who was standing beside him. His face showed a hint of indifference, which completely ignited Nangong Yu's anger. He pointed at Fu Ziyi and said, "Fine, you'd better not run into me in the competition, or I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Nangong Yu pointed at Fu Ziyi and made some harsh words, trying to make Fu Ziyi feel a little scared. But throughout the whole process, Fu Ziyi's face remained expressionless. He even rested his chin on his hand from time to time, looking at him leisurely, as if he were looking at a clown.
This enraged Nangong Yu. He wanted to continue fighting Fu Ziyi, but it was time for him to go on stage. He had to give up the idea for the time being. He went up with a dark face. His opponent was a junior brother. When he saw Nangong Yu like this, his legs went weak.
Looking at the number of lots in his hand and Nangong Yu standing opposite him, he broke down in tears, "Waaaaah, I just wanted to come up here and have some fun, how could I run into something like this! I haven't even started playing yet, this is too unfair! I want to go home! This place is too unfair, I don't want to stay here any longer!"
Nangong Yu's mood improved slightly when he saw the person crying, but he was immediately annoyed by the loud crying. He said irritably, "Alright, stop crying. I won't hit you anymore. Go downstairs by yourself. There will be other opportunities next time."
The disciple sniffed, his face showing no sign of joy. He simply bowed to Fu Ziyi, then jumped off the stage. Once down, his cries grew louder. "Waaaaah! I haven't even experienced the joy of the competition yet, and I'm already eliminated! I haven't even started! This is so unfair!"
Everyone avoided this disciple, worried that he would become a burden to them. Everyone silently left him. He was the first disciple who had been defeated without even being hit. Everyone felt sorry for him.
Many people know they're not qualified to get in, but what if they're lucky enough to get in? So many people want to try, clinging to a侥幸心理 (a sense of wishful thinking), thinking that if they don't get in, it's okay, but if they do, it'll be a big deal, something they can brag about for the rest of their lives.
After Nangong Yu stepped down from the stage, he didn't stand in the same spot as them. He went to the other side and stood with those who had also successfully advanced. His face was expressionless, even showing some anger, and his gaze was fixed on Fu Ziyi in front of him.
However, Fu Ziyi didn't even glance at him, which infuriated Nangong Yu. But he had nothing to say and could only watch helplessly as Fu Ziyi stood there, so arrogant.
Baili Xiuwen noticed Nangong Yu's angry expression and nudged Fu Ziyi with his elbow, "I'm telling you, that's enough. Stop acting like a jerk here. Take it easy. We're all fellow disciples. If you really piss someone off, it'll be troublesome. Do you hear me?"
Baili Xiuwen stared at Fu Ziyi's face for a moment, his expression a warning and reminder. Fu Ziyi waved his hand and said, "Alright, this has nothing to do with you. Why are you so worried about him? He's the one who came looking for trouble. What does it have to do with me? Besides, I've already ignored him."
Fu Ziyi spread his hands, his face clearly showing helplessness.
Seeing him like this, Baili Xiuwen shook his head and ultimately said nothing more. The two of them standing there attracted a lot of attention, inexplicably forming a scenic view. Many young girls turned their heads to look at the two of them, wanting to see these two handsome and powerful senior brothers.
Fu Ziyi and Baili Xiuwen did not stay in the sect for long. Fortunately, the Fifth Elder had sent them to guard the library for a while before they went on a mission with Xu Yuehuai. Those who came to see the two men's background in the library were all disappointed.
Those who came empty-handed left with resentment, but the one with even greater resentment was the Fifth Elder. His workload had increased significantly because of these two disciples. These people didn't read the books; they were just there to see people, which infuriated him. But then he thought, they were all here to see his disciples, which meant they were all exceptional individuals, remarkable figures.
The fight on stage was back and forth. Shi Mu stood at the back; his number was quite far back, over 500. He watched the fight the whole time, hoping that his opponent wouldn't be someone completely invincible.
Quan Cang was over a thousand years old, so he could only quietly watch the scene unfold, watching everyone fight fiercely. His hands hung naturally at his sides, watching the scene with indifference and cold eyes, completely different from his previous demeanor.
Xu Yuehuai looked around and found him. When she saw him like this, she was a little puzzled. Although her senior brother Quan Cang was not exactly passionate, he was gentle and refined and always gave people a feeling of warmth and comfort. He was not like this person who kept people at arm's length. She was very confused.
The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and now their senior brother had changed so much. Xu Yuehuai sat up, deep in thought, with Qi Guze beside him.
Qi Guze's gaze remained fixed on her, never leaving her for a moment. Seeing her worried expression, he couldn't help but feel distressed for her.
Xu Yuehuai turned and left, going to the back. She didn't care about the outcome of the competition; it had little to do with her. She was only there to oversee things because of Zi Sangyi. Zi Sangyi felt that Xu Yuehuai had a lot of influence and that everyone would listen to her if she were there, so she insisted on keeping her. Reluctantly, Xu Yuehuai stayed for a while, but after a short time, she couldn't sit still any longer and left.
Seeing this, Qi Guze took advantage of the fact that everyone was focused on the fight on the stage and hadn't noticed what was happening here, and left with Xu Yuehuai. The two left one after the other, and only a few people saw this scene, including Quan Cang.
Quan Cang's eyes darkened slightly. This competition wouldn't be his turn anytime soon. He was number 1,000-plus, and it would take at least another day before it was his turn.
Quan Cang turned and left. The person next to him didn't even ask why, and went straight up to take his place.
On the other side, after Xu Yuehuai came down from the arena, he went to the back and walked out of the arena in a winding manner.
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