Chapter 140 Our faces are the best facade of the Supreme Sect
Until the Zhongzhou Competition was about to come, the people sent out for the individual competition of the youth group had not been decided.
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The individual competitions of each sect are divided into venues according to the realm. Each realm can send one person. Other sects will have a sect competition before the Zhongzhou Competition to decide the number of people to be sent out.
Xia Tianwu, Lin Du, and Yuan Ye are all classified as those who are not good at fighting. Yan Qing is only in the early stage of Tengyun Realm.
It just so happens that the difference in combat power between the great perfection and the early stage of Tengyun Realm is very large, probably as big as the difference between Mo Lin before losing his spirit bone and Lin Du before learning physical training. Let Yan Qing go out to fight without any advantage.
But obviously, except for Jin Xuan, no one else from the Supreme Sect can go to the Qinxin Realm competition this year.
Lin Du wanted to say something, but Feng Chao predicted it in advance.
"No, you can't."
"I'm not a child anymore! Let me try!" Lin Du forced himself to act coquettishly.
Feng Chao was covered in goosebumps. She was now immune to Lin Du's face... No way.
Lin Du lay on her desk, his chin resting on the table, staring at her eagerly, as if he would not leave unless she agreed.
Feng Chao cleared his throat, "Did you copy the Heart Sutra in vain?"
"What?" Lin Du spoke, his chin still resting on the table, his words a little unclear, "How can it be considered in vain? The pile is six feet high. I now use it as rough paper for calculations, and I can even use it to heat the stove after calculations."
Feng Chao was speechless, "If your body gets injured, you will have to recover for three or two years after returning."
Lin Du tilted his head, "But the prizes for this individual competition are Wuding Dragon Bamboo and one hundred spirit crystals."
"Wuding Dragon Bamboo is also known as Broken Bone Supplement. Mo Lin has broken his bone once a month on average in the past eight years. Let him feel a little involved."
Feng Chao: ? What kind of participation is this?
She didn't say anything for a while, and the person opposite her found the list of the Zhongzhou competition smoothly and filled the empty box with Lin Du.
Lin Du stood up, "Then it's settled, the tacit agreement is accepted, don't worry, I'm a formation master."
"You are now in the middle stage of Tengyun Realm." Feng Chao reminded her friendly, "Tengyun Realm Grand Yuanman can knock you off the stage with one move."
Lin Du crossed his arms and turned his head without looking back, "The mountain man has his own tricks."
Feng Chao covered his head, "Don't go to the theater anymore! Don't read those messy stories!"
Lin Du had disappeared long ago.
A group of people began to prepare for the Zhongzhou competition intensively. Before dinner every day, they listened to Lin Du's analysis of the annual secret realm assessment and military tactics sand table exercises with empty stomachs.
There is no sand table in the natural dining hall. The soups, meals and steamed buns have become mountains, hills and strongholds...
Yuan Ye suddenly returned to the time when he watched the Taifu teach the class. However, Lin Du never said it was a sand table exercise. He only said that there were 19 big steamed buns in total. We only have one of them now. How can we grab the remaining 18 steamed buns?
It's like coaxing a child!
As a result, when he went back to dream, the sand table where the Taifu talked about arranging troops turned into steamed buns one by one, and the Mercury River turned into egg drop soup.
Before leaving, a group of people went down the mountain together, claiming to buy materials needed for the competition, but in fact they were hoarding food.
"I bought plum blossom cakes, butter abalone, pea yellow, dried meat, dried duck legs, shredded beef...what else?"
Ni Jinxuan unfolded the shopping list in her hand, "It seems that there is no more. I will make new orange candies for junior uncle when I go back, and that will be enough!"
"It's okay, Fifth Brother will make the candies. Anyway, we can't bring any talismans, formations, and magical instruments that are not made by ourselves into the secret realm. We can just carry some food with us."
The orange candy is good, but it sticks to our teeth. It will be embarrassing if the secret realm is broadcast live to so many people to see it and it sticks to our teeth.
Moreover, Jiang Liang knew her sweet tooth. He used maltose to replenish the body and sucrose to relieve the urgency. Whenever Lin Du was practicing, he would make sugar next to her. If Lin Du made a mistake, he would add some strange medicine that Lin Du disliked.
But this time Jiang Liang felt guilty and only added mint, which Lin Du liked.
The once-in-a-century Zhongzhou Competition finally arrived under the eager anticipation of the Wushang Sect.
The Zhongzhou Competition was held on Zhengde Mountain. When the Wushang Sect arrived, there were already many people in the square.
Except for the contestants, the densely packed spectator seats were like the spectators in the ancient Roman Colosseum, with a noisy and bustling atmosphere. Surrounding the center field, there were eighteen seats below, which were the positions of the three sects, six schools and ten schools. The Supreme Sect had few people, and they sat on the same side with the Jese Sect. Behind these eighteen seats were some small sects that came to fish in troubled waters and had almost no names.
Several real people brought a group of children to the seat in the middle with the emblem of the Supreme Sect engraved on it. Then, a group of boys behind them blurted out, "There are so many people."
Cang Li slapped him, "You are a prince after all, how can you be so inexperienced?"
Yuan Ye looked at his master innocently, "It was my junior uncle who took the lead."
Cang Li remained calm, "Can your junior uncle be the same as you? She is young and has hardly been down the mountain in eight years."
Yuan Ye's eyes widened, "She went down the mountain to southern Yunnan eight years ago! In the past few years, except for competitions, I have not been down the mountain!"
"Didn't you play the zither for the people in the sect's territory who died?" Cangli crossed his arms, "I also made coffins for people."
Yuan Ye looked up at the sky, "Really?"
Yan Qing patted his shoulder, "Okay, sit down, someone is already calling you to block their sight."
Yuan Ye turned around, "Is there anyone in front of me? Who can I block?"
"Junior Master...what else?" Yan Qing saluted to the family members sitting next to Gui Yuanzong, and kept saying, "They are all waiting to see the first place on the Qingyun Ranking. Didn't they hear a lot of people calling Lin Du in the back?"
Yuan Ye:? Why didn't they call me?
Lin Dusheng had a high score, and sat in the front row with several senior brothers. He was giving advice, "Why do other sects have disciple uniforms? They are neat and tidy, so impressive."
The number of people in the seats of other sects alone was three or four times that of the Supreme Sect. In addition to the participants, there were also spectators.
The disciple uniforms of Guiyuan Sect were platinum with auspicious beast patterns, and those of Jese Sect were aqua blue with silver patterns. The others were also varied but neat and tidy, forming a whole spectrum, which was very cool.
But the Supreme Sect is just a riot of colours, not in order, and the clothes they wear are not of the same colour, very disorganised and undisciplined.
"It's okay," Feng Yi comforted her, "our faces are the best facade of the Supreme Sect."
"Is our Supreme Sect a legitimate sect?" Lin Du whispered with his hands folded. Cang
Li: ...Good question.
He didn't know if it was legitimate or not, but he was here anyway.
Before the official opening time, Yan Qing came back from the Guiyuan Sect next door to share the news with a group of people, "I heard that the Guiyuan Sect spent a full eight thousand spirit stones to buy the news of the junior master uncle."
"Am I worth so much now?" Lin Du widened his eyes.
"Because there has been no news from Junior Master Uncle for eight years, not only have we not found out your specific cultivation level, we don't even know if you are still alive."
Yan Qing whispered, "Others at least have competitions every year."
Lin Du gave him a mint candy produced by Jiang Liang that can refresh the mind and detoxify the body. "Good boy, eat candy."
She was satisfied.