With the company of the system, Gu Yangyang relaxed for a few days.

Finally, one of the more important plots in the book has arrived - the master-student competition.

In the original plot, the heroine suffered internal injuries due to a failed breakthrough and did not participate in the competition.

After the original self framed the heroine and prevented her from participating in the competition, she was still not satisfied, and even used despicable means in the competition to snatch away the honors and rewards that originally belonged to the hero and others.

And after the competition was over, he openly used the rewards to mock everyone, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from everyone in the sect.

And now, Gu Yangyang was standing under the high platform, at the head of all the disciples.

A middle-aged man stood on the circular four or five meter high competition platform.

It was the fourth elder in charge of punishment—Li Lian.

Sect leader Yan Wu has not yet come out of seclusion, and he will be the one to preside over this sect competition.

Li Lian was wearing a yellow robe, and his wide sleeves fluttered in the wind.

He has a tough and upright appearance, a solemn face, and sharp, piercing eyes.

He is full of righteousness and his whole body exudes an imposing aura.

Li Lian held a whisk in his hand and scanned the disciples below with sharp eyes.

When his eyes fell on the girl in the red dress who was leading the group, he paused.

He frowned slightly, feeling confused.

I always feel that this little girl has changed a lot after not seeing her for a while.

It seems to have become a little more pleasing to the eye and pleasing...

Li Lian found the thought that came to his mind a little funny. He looked at Gu Yangyang several times before looking away.

That's all.

After all, she is still a little girl, still young and a little naughty.

I think it will be too late to teach them well in the future.

Gu Yangyang stood on the stage, constantly thinking about how to complete the task, and her pretty little face involuntarily tensed up.

She didn't know that just one encounter would change the most strict elder's opinion of her, and she was still immersed in her own thoughts...

......

The sect competition is a long-standing tradition of the Chongming Immortal Sect. All disciples in the sect must participate unless there are special circumstances.

The mountaintops were filled with golden flags, and red ribbons represented each disciple, tied to the flags by the disciples themselves.

The elders formed seals, and intricate formation patterns lit up at the foot of the three major peaks of Chongming Immortal Sect. The huge formation pattern that appeared in the sky echoed with it, forming a barrier together, isolating Chongming Immortal Sect from the outside world.

To ensure that during the sect competition, the Chongming Immortal Sect will not be disturbed by anything.

As the formation took effect, the intricate patterns gradually disappeared.

In the hall where the soul lamps of all the disciples were enshrined, there was the sound of wind chimes, and soon after, loud horn sounds came from the three hilltops.

The grand and inspiring voices ignited the passion of the young disciples.

Golden flags are surging and red silk is flying.

When the fourth elder's voice resounded throughout the sect like a huge bell, the first round of the sect competition officially began...

......

Gu Yangyang clenched the silver needle in her hand and hid it in her sleeve.

After much thought, she decided to use silver needles which were less harmful. They would only temporarily seal other people's acupuncture points, hindering the spiritual power in the body, but would not cause substantial damage to other people's bodies.

"Next game, Gu Yangyang!"

Gu Yangyang, who was standing below the competition stage, suddenly heard her name and raised her little face to look towards the competition stage.

I saw a disciple already standing on the competition stage.

The opponent probably didn't expect that the person competing with him was himself. He was shocked. When he saw me looking at him, he became so angry that his face turned red and he turned his head away stiffly.

Gu Yangyang sighed inwardly.

I can't describe how it feels.

Although being hated was her destiny, she felt somewhat sad when the day came when she was hated by everyone.

Facing the gazes of hundreds of disciples present, Gu Yangyang clenched his fists and jumped onto the competition stage.

Her light and graceful figure seems like a goddess descending to the earth, with her red skirt dancing and her black hair flying.

The little face, as white as jade, was dazzling in the sunlight, and her enchanting appearance instantly captured everyone's heart.

She even pulled out the fiery red whip from her waist and swung it hard on the ground, which added a touch of charming and innocent charm to her posture.

Li Lian sat at the highest point of the stands with an upright posture.

Seeing a red figure coming onto the stage, I felt relieved.

Yes, seeing how flexibly and gracefully he uses the Qinggong, it seems that he practices it well in his daily life.

A smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, and his big hand touched the whisk.

Well, the child is teachable.

Everyone on and off the stage was attracted by Gu Yangyang, and they all looked at her with infatuated eyes.

Gu Yangyang felt a little uncomfortable with these looks, and felt that the disciples of Chongming Xianzong would always act strangely sometimes...

She flicked her whip impatiently, raised her chin and said to the disciple fighting with her: "Are you still going to fight?"

"Ah? Oh, oh oh... Beat me! Senior Sister, I'll beat you!"

The male disciple blushed and shouted loudly with a red face and thick neck.

Gu Yangyang was satisfied with his reaction, but at the same time she felt guilty and nervous about the dirty tricks she would use to win.

The two stood on the competition stage at a distance.

No one took the initiative.

At this moment, the audience was extremely quiet, and everyone was watching the competition silently.

The stands, which had been extremely noisy just now, now had no one speaking, not even a voice urging them to fight as soon as possible.

Everyone just stared at the figure in silence, not missing any changes in the expression on that magnificent face.

The male disciple who fought against Gu Yangyang was a Dharma practitioner.

He is tall and thin with a handsome face.

The specific level of cultivation cannot be seen.

However, there were faint fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, and it seemed that he was secretly forming seals, hoping to give Gu Yangyang an unexpected attack.

Gu Yangyang was too embarrassed to take action first, so she just stood there waiting for the other party to finish the seal.

Only one-third of the incense stick had passed, and the male disciple still maintained his original posture.

Gu Yangyang was a little confused. Could it be that after such a long time, the other party still hadn’t completed the seal...?

There was no other way, Gu Yangyang could only clench the fiery red whip in her hand and rush forward first!

Her movements were light and agile, and the long whip in her hand was infused with spiritual power. It seemed to have life, drawing an arc in the air and lashing towards the male disciple's arm!

This was her first time fighting with someone, and her involuntarily tense little face was full of seriousness and nervousness.

She held the whip tightly in her jade hand, which was slender and white, like a piece of fine jade, precious and fragile. When she swung the whip with all her strength, the sharp sound of the whip tail breaking through the air made everyone in the audience subconsciously hold their breath and stare at the whip closely.

Afraid that the dangerous whip would hurt her.