Rong Zi leaned back in her chair, propping her head up with one hand, and asked a question.
"Why?"
Jun Moyao's eyes flickered, and he replied, "Being ostentatious is not good."
"What's wrong with that?" Rong Zi raised her hand and tossed her hair, saying arrogantly, "Is it because my current strength isn't enough to qualify me for showing off?"
That's what I want – to be flashy.
She not only wants to flaunt her achievements, but she also wants to win the championship.
Isn't he the head of the five major sects?
This time, their Rongling Sect also came to join in the fun.
Jun Moyao: "..."
...
As the competition progressed, it was finally Shui Qingyue and her group's turn.
Shui Qingyue is a weapon cultivator, and Yan Yi is a pill cultivator. In terms of combat strength alone, the two of them are actually not as good as the other three sect leaders.
But after all, their strength is undeniable.
For cultivators in the Mahayana stage, it is an absolute crushing victory over those in the Integration stage or below.
All three of them won without any pressure.
The first round of competition among the sect leaders lasted from morning until noon.
Rong Zi was so exhausted from playing that she fell asleep in her chair before it was finally her turn to play.
She was shaken awake.
"Wake up."
Song Fengming stood next to Rong Zi's chair, and nudged her shoulder with a speechless expression.
Rong Zi slowly opened her eyes, looked at him with hazy eyes, and then asked a question in a daze.
"Huh? It's dawn?"
The people present: "..."
Goodness, this is the first time I've ever seen someone sleep so soundly during a sect competition.
Murong Zhen cleared his throat and kindly reminded him, "It's your turn to compete. There's no one left on the field now."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zi finally realized what was happening.
She stretched and twisted her neck, saying, "We're finally here. My neck is sore from sleeping so much."
Everyone: "..."
Since only Rong Zi and Song Fengming remained to compete in the first round, Murong Zhen waved his hand and removed all the formations on the field, leaving the entire arena to their own devices.
The moment they entered the venue, everyone was stunned.
People started discussing it.
"What's going on on the field? Isn't that Sect Leader Song? I remember he hasn't even entered the arena yet, but what's with that Foundation Establishment stage girl in front of him?"
"Who knows? It couldn't possibly be a match between him, could it?"
"What a joke! This is a competition between sect leaders. Although this girl is pretty, her cultivation level is just that of an ordinary minor cultivator. How is she qualified to oppose Sect Leader Song?"
"That girl looks familiar," he said, suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration. He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Wait a minute, isn't that Rong Zi?"
"Rong Zi? Who is that?"
"Don't you know Rong Zi? I heard she's the junior sister of Rongling Sect. She's a real scoundrel. Back in the Junmang Mountain Secret Realm, she swindled all of our storage rings out of everything."
"That powerful? But I think she's only at the Foundation Establishment stage."
"Tsk, what do you know? Back in the Junmang Mountain Secret Realm, she was only at the Qi Refining stage, yet she still dared to scam even Nascent Soul cultivators. Do you know about those disciples from the Five Great Sects? She tricked them all."
...
At this moment, Yun Jing and the other six people were sitting in the middle of the crowd.
Listening to the conversations around her, Ning Lingling leaned closer to Gu Xiaochui and whispered a question.
"Second Senior Brother, we didn't know our Master had so many heroic deeds in the past?"
Gu Xiaochui: "..."
Are you sure it's a heroic deed?
The people in the audience had no idea that Rong Zi and Song Fengming were really going to have a competition.
But the direct disciples of the five major sects all knew this.
Zhu Haohao and Shen Wanxin looked at Rong Zi on the field with some worry, their brows furrowed so deeply they could practically trap a fly.
Zhu Haohao turned to Shen Wanxin, who was standing to the side, and asked her.
"Senior Sister, do you think Miss Rong might get hurt?"
Shen Wanxin thought for a moment and replied, "Logically speaking, as long as Sect Master Song makes a move, with Miss Rong's cultivation level, it will definitely not be as simple as just being injured."
The other party is at the Mahayana stage.
No matter how powerful Rong Zi is, he is still just a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Haohao immediately became anxious.
"Then what should we do?"
Shen Wanxin glanced at him, then suddenly changed the subject, "But have you ever seen Miss Rong do anything she wasn't sure about before?"
Zhu Haohao was taken aback.
indeed.
Rong Zi cannot be judged by common sense.
Even when she was only in the Qi Refining stage, she had already done so many jaw-dropping things.
Now that she's reached the Foundation Establishment stage, she shouldn't have any problems fighting a Mahayana cultivator... right?
Compared to Zhu Haohao's worries, Qin Ziteng was full of excitement.
He couldn't sit still in his seat any longer, so he stood up and shouted loudly to Song Fengming on the field to cheer him on.
"Master will prevail! The Blazing Fire Sect will prevail!"
Qin Ziteng wasn't satisfied with just shouting it himself; he also mobilized other disciples of the Yaohuo Sect to shout it together.
For a moment, the sound of Yao Huo Sect members waving flags and shouting echoed throughout the arena.
Upon seeing this, Yun Jing and the other six all looked rather grim.
Ning Lingling slapped her thigh angrily and said, "No way! We also have to cheer for Master. We absolutely can't lose in terms of momentum."
Xi Ling'er frowned.
“But we’re sitting a bit far away. Will Master be able to hear us? Besides, there are only a few of us, and we can’t overpower so many people from the Yao Huo Sect.”
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