Shi Qinxin knew that straight men wouldn't grasp the key point: "On the day of each competition, the disciples' masters, senior brothers, and senior sisters would personally come to cheer on the new disciples!"
"But look at the situation in our sect. The reason why Junior Sister can't get motivated must be because she feels that we can't cheer her on that day."
Shi Qinxin's analysis was reasonable and well-founded.
Fu Hongming suddenly realized: "No wonder she's your third junior sister, girls are indeed very perceptive!"
Shi Qinxin slammed her hand on the table: "So on that day, we all have to go and cheer for our junior sister!"
Jiang Xi was the first to agree: "No problem, I can draw another talisman for Junior Sister!"
Everyone: "..."
This tentacle monster is so enviable; it's so generous when it makes a move!
Long Aotian immediately slid to his knees and hugged Jiang Xi's leg tightly: "Second Senior Brother! Please, share some with me! My stomach is weak, I need to eat soft rice!"
Jiang Xi sighed, "Fourth Junior Brother, a real man should rely on himself."
Fu Hongming looked troubled: "It's not convenient for me, my master can't be separated from me."
After being rejected, Long Aotian grumbled, "I still have to go pick up trash!"
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However, on the day of the competition, to the surprise of all the elders, including the sect leader, everyone from the Sword Protection Mountain had come!
Yes, they're all here...
Fu Hongming, this filial disciple, somehow found a coffin, put his master inside, and carried the coffin over.
He said shyly to Sect Leader Xiao, "I'm sorry, Sect Leader, I really wanted to cheer for Junior Sister, but I was afraid that if I left, Master would suddenly wake up and something would happen, so I brought Master with me to cheer for Junior Sister."
Sect Leader Xiao: "..."
What could he say?
He waved his hand and told him to get off.
None of the new disciples who joined the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the past five years had ever seen the people from the Sword Guardian Mountain. They had only heard that they were a bunch of good-for-nothings. Now that they had met the real people, none of them were behaving normally.
The eldest senior brother, Fu Hongming, carrying a coffin; the second senior brother, Jiang Xi, who is blind and shouts "Junior sister, keep going!" at a wooden stake; the third senior sister, Shi Qinxin, who is frantically stuffing poison into Tianning; and the fourth senior brother, Long Aotian, who is dressed in beggar's clothes and wandering in the crowd, trying to pick up trash.
"..."
Not a single one of them is normal.
Is this really the price of using connections?
Actually, looking at it this way, that junior sister Tianning is quite pitiful.
On the other side, everyone from Tianliang Mountain also arrived. In comparison, the disciples under Master Xuyu were all extraordinary and instantly defeated the group from Guardian Sword Mountain!
Feeling the gazes cast upon her by the Wan Jian Sect disciples, Wenren Xue was quite pleased. In front of everyone, she took out a mid-grade spirit sword and handed it to Xie Xingzhi: "Junior Brother, this is the sword that I used when I won first place in the competition. I'm giving it to you now to wish you the best of luck!"
Xie Xingzhi happily accepted it.
Wenren Xue heard the disciples below praising her generosity, and then she looked at the tattered poison that her fellow disciple Tianning had given her. The things she gave to her junior brother were the best of everyone!
The elder in charge of the competition was already calling out the names of the new disciples to gather them together.
As soon as Tian Ning walked over, Xie Xingzhi blocked her way, stroking his sword like a precious treasure: "This was given to me by Senior Sister Xue'er!"
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