"First place, Flying Cloud Sect, with 15 points."
"Second place, Ninghua Sect, with ten points."
"Third place, Heavenly Sword Sect, with five points."
"..."
"Rankings and scores are displayed on the dashboard."
When Gu Ci Zhenjun announced the completion, everyone immediately felt a sense of relief, as if they had survived a calamity.
Apart from the Alchemy Sect, which was eliminated by the Ninghua Sect in advance, the sects ahead of it, starting with the Heavenly Sword Sect, have basically all moved one position backward.
Although Feiyun Sect once again defended its title as number one, most of the discussion at the scene focused on Ninghua Sect, which came in second.
The fact that a small sect with only eight members could be so powerful, coupled with Shen Sanruo's previous hype, left a deep impression on everyone.
"Damn, everyone in Ninghua Sect is insane, especially that Immortal Lord Changli, he's such a ruthless guy."
"From now on, never mess with anyone from the Ninghua Sect. They're really going all out."
Even the brilliance of Lingxiao Zhenren, who won the competition, was overshadowed by Changli Xianjun.
"Changli Immortal Lord should be called the second-best cultivator. He is one level lower than Lingxiao True Man and he can fight like this. Given time, he may even surpass Lingxiao True Man."
"I'm still curious, what kind of deep-seated hatred exists between him and Master Lingxiao..."
"Next up is the disciple competition. I'm looking forward to seeing how those young disciples from Ninghua Sect perform."
"Ninghua Sect..."
Apart from having five fewer points than Feiyun Sect, it basically has everything a first-place team should have, and its popularity in discussions is even higher than that of Feiyun Sect, the true number one team.
Oh right, Ninghua Sect also gained a seriously injured Lingxiao Zhenren.
These are not things that the people of the Flying Cloud Sect want to see.
Because of Shen Sangruo, they already disliked Ninghua Sect, and now their attitude towards Ninghua Sect has turned into disgust.
"Why do they act like they're number one? They've stolen all our thunder."
"A bunch of blind people, second place is second place, no matter what they do, they can never surpass the first place."
"I think they're just jealous of the top cultivator in our sect, so they want to use this Immortal Lord Changli to put us down."
"That so-called Immortal Lord Changli was beaten so badly by our True Person Lingxiao, how come there are still people praising him?"
Ling Xiao Zhenren's face, which was standing next to him, darkened even more without him noticing.
His injuries were treated simply. He represented the face of the Flying Cloud Sect, and his every move was watched by countless people.
Therefore, he cannot leave and can only hold on until the end of today's competition before taking more careful action.
Only Shen Daochen knew about his injury.
When Shen Daochen learned that he was so badly injured, he was still somewhat incredulous.
It should be noted that in the thousands of years since Lingxiao Zhenren became the number one cultivator in the cultivation world, no one has ever been able to injure him in this way.
He finally realized, albeit belatedly, the sense of crisis brought about by the Ninghua Sect.
His gaze swept across Ninghua Sect's preparation area, and when it landed on Shen Sangri, his eyes held an incredibly complex emotion.
He then gave a cold snort and looked away.
Addressing Bai Mumu and the others, whose expressions were not good, he said, "Next is the individual disciple competition. Apart from Mumu, whoever is selected to fight must give it their all."
"You are fighting for the honor of the Flying Cloud Sect, but even more so for yourselves. You know what I'm talking about."
"We absolutely cannot lose to Ninghua Sect!"
The feud between the Feiyun Sect and the Ninghua Sect has been completely established.
"Don't worry, Father, I will definitely win first place in the disciple competition!" Bai Mumu said firmly.
Feng Heyun and the others were a little down, but the thought that they couldn't be worse than Shen Sangruo's senior brothers and sisters rekindled their fighting spirit.
"Sect Leader Shen, we will definitely do our utmost!"
For the sake of the Flying Cloud Sect, and also for the sake of Chen Sangruo!
Even though Ninghua Sect has a few elders with considerable strength, it is still just a small sect, lacking in many aspects.
Compared to the Flying Cloud Sect, it is still a pit of fire. They must save Shen Sangruo!
Ninghua Sect's preparation zone.
"The three of us have done our best; the rest is up to you."
Immortal Lord Changli, Immortal Lady Qingluan, and Daoist Wuwei sat to the side to rest. All three of them had suffered injuries of varying degrees, and it could be considered that they had successfully retired.
"We are only five points behind the Flying Cloud Sect. Everyone should just perform normally and there's no need to be too nervous," Chen Sanruo said, looking at the points display panel.
She was genuinely afraid that her senior brothers and sisters would fight as desperately as Immortal Lord Changli.
Among them, apart from Song Weiyan, who was at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, the others were all at the late-stage of the Golden Core realm.
Even if Song Weiyan was chosen to fight, he was able to handle most of them based on his previous combat experience.
As for her, she was determined to take first place and make up for the gap between herself and the Flying Cloud Sect.
"The disciples' competition is finally about to begin." Bai Ruoan chuckled lightly, but her eyes were filled with coldness.
The others also had burning fighting spirit in their eyes.
They all knew that they only had one opponent this time, and that was the group of people from the Flying Cloud Sect.
"Finally, I can fight them fair and square." Song Weiyan cracked her knuckles.
Their master had already given Lingxiao Zhenren a beating, and with Changli Xianjun leading the way, they, as senior brothers and sisters, naturally couldn't fall behind.
One Flash and you're in the team fight!
Shen Sangruo: ...
Seeing their expressions, she knew she had wasted her breath.
At this moment, the voice of the Ancient Virtuous Lord reached their ears, announcing the start of the individual disciple competition and reminding them to go up to the competition platform to draw lots.
"Let's go." Shen Sanruo stood up, and the others followed suit.
The individual disciple competition will be divided into three groups, with three disciples from each sect going to each group. Each group will compete against each other, and rankings will be based on individual scores.
The scoring rules are the same as those used in the elders' competition.
In other words, a disciple can accumulate a maximum of 45 points in an individual competition, which carries significant weight in the overall sect competition and is therefore extremely important.
At this moment, the competition platform was filled with five disciples from each family participating in the competition, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
Fortunately, Fenglingtai is large enough that it doesn't feel crowded.
The arena was divided into several areas, each containing a giant stone for drawing lots.
Simply place the sect leader's token on the screen, and three people will be automatically selected to participate in the competition and divided into groups.
As soon as Shen Sang placed his Young Sect Master token on the boulder, characters began to appear on the stone.
"Ye Huai of Ninghua Sect, Group One."
Ye Huai remained calm, simply stepping forward to receive his assigned token and imprinting his divine sense on it.
This measure is to prevent other members of the sect from impersonating others to participate in the competition.
“Ninghua Zongsong Weiyan, second group.”
Song Weiyan was a little nervous, but she did not hesitate and accepted the token.
The last spot went to Shen Sangruo.
“Ninghua Sect’s Shen Sangruo, third group.”
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