The competition began, and all the contestants entered the waiting area to make their final preparations. At this point, Shangguan Xi and Nangong Yu stopped their playful banter and stood quietly together with their hands at their sides, looking somewhat nervous and uneasy. "You absolutely mustn't get eliminated! If you do, I'll laugh at you for the rest of my life. As the third senior sister, being eliminated by those disciples would be embarrassing for me."
Even at this point, Nangong Yu couldn't resist being sarcastic, and Shangguan Qi wasn't to be outdone. After glaring at him, she said in a huff, "I should be the one saying that to you. If you get eliminated, don't come crying to me begging to stay with you. Oh dear, you're supposed to be the senior brother. How are you going to survive in the sect after you're eliminated?"
The two spoke in hushed tones, exchanging words with smiles on their faces, seemingly enjoying their conversation. Xu Yuehuai, as the senior disciple, was there to preside over the event, maintain order, and oversee the details of the competition. So, when they all stepped forward, she looked at everyone and said, "The competition officially begins today. During the competition, it is forbidden to harm fellow disciples or commit any acts of cruelty. Anyone found doing so will be expelled from the sect!"
"Disciples obey!" The large group of people below all agreed.
After saying this, Xu Yuehuai turned and left the stage. In the instant she left, she saw Quan Cang standing among the group of people. According to the rules, Quan Cang was not qualified to participate in this competition, so while they were all competing, he could only find a place in the sect to cultivate.
He wasn't even qualified to go along, which is why he did this. But this time, to be fairer, everyone is eligible to register for the competition. As long as you can win, nothing else matters.
Quan Cang turned his head and met Xu Yuehuai's gaze. He smiled slightly at Xu Yuehuai, and the two looked at each other for only a moment before looking away.
Xu Yuehuai stepped down from the stage, where everyone was waiting for her. When they saw her coming down, they excitedly asked her what it was like up there. Among them, the most boisterous was A Qing, who had previously been able to find people to chat with on the sect's mountain peak.
But as time went by, everyone became busy, and the sect's mountain peak would be deserted for ten days or half a month. If it weren't for the fact that you could see the disciples walking below from the mountain, he would almost doubt whether he had come to some other world, a world that was so empty and lonely.
"Senior Sister, isn't this cool? It's so awesome! Just looking at it makes me feel so comfortable!" Aqing danced with excitement, her face beaming with admiration as she looked at Xu Yuehuai.
Xu Yuehuai paused for a moment, then said, "Next time you go up, you can come with me and try it out. You'll know what it feels like up there. How about it? Want to try it?" This made Aqing excited, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay, is that alright? Is it really okay?"
He was so excited that his voice trembled. Zisangyi, who was standing next to him, saw this and laughed and scolded, "So pathetic. You get so excited over such a small thing. Stand properly and don't embarrass yourself."
Despite being scolded, A Qing felt no sadness or grievance. Instead, he smiled, completely unconcerned, and said with a raised corner of his mouth, "Yes, Sect Master."
At the start of the competition, participants were drawn into pairs to compete against each other. The eliminated team had no chance to advance again, and only fifty people could win in total.
But there were thousands of people at the scene.
With thousands of people vying for these fifty spots, you can tell just by looking at it how competitive it is. Everyone is eager to give way to each other, and if your opponent encounters someone even more skilled than you, then you can only say you're unlucky.
Among these, there are ten more spots. All these people are vying for only forty spots. Add Xu Yuehuai, Xuan Chi, and Ji Yaocen, and that makes forty-three spots. The remaining seven spots are in the hands of several elders.
According to the rules, each of the nine elders has one opportunity to promote a candidate, plus the sect leader has one, making a total of ten. Now, three have been removed, leaving only seven people with this opportunity.
Therefore, the reduced number of slots naturally comes from whoever is promoted from disciple, and thus the slots for that person are reduced. Therefore, Zisangyi and the Grand Elder are not qualified to select disciples who can be promoted again.
This method is tailor-made for those who are powerful but encounter someone more capable than themselves. The main reason is that we don't want to give up on any capable person. As long as they have ideas, everyone can get a promotion opportunity.
After the competition began, everyone took turns to compete according to the number of lots they had drawn. Nangong Yu glanced at his own lot, which was exactly tenth. He then looked at Shangguan Xi's lot, which was twenty-three. They hadn't drawn the same lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked up, he said casually, "Oh dear, how come we didn't draw the same lot? I was thinking of having a life-or-death duel with you, the kind where it's either you die or I live. It's just that luck wasn't on our side, and we didn't draw the same lot. What a pity."
Nangong Yu shook her head, her face conveying regret, her eyes looking openly at Shangguan Xi. Fu Ziyi and Baili Xiuwen, seeing her smug look, sneered, "If they really crashed, I wonder who would be crying and saying they couldn't take it anymore."
Fu Ziyi, ever the sarcastic one, didn't hold back at all and directly exposed Nangong Yu's lie. Nangong Yu lost face, his face turning red and then white. He glared at Fu Ziyi and then said with dissatisfaction, "Who would cry and say no? Fu Ziyi, shut up. Don't forget, I'm still your senior brother. How dare you talk to your senior brother like that? Show some respect!"
Nangong Yu spoke in a pretentious tone, his eyes filled with anger. Fu Ziyi, standing beside him, merely chuckled twice at his indignant expression, giving him a cryptic look as if to say, "Go ahead and be stubborn, I have no intention of exposing you."
Nangong Yu was spurred on by his gaze. He rolled up his sleeves and looked at him defiantly, saying, "What do you mean by that? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with what you're saying? Don't look down on me! Let me tell you, if I get angry, the consequences will be very serious!"
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