[Chapter 73 Chapter 320 Immortal Venerable, your belt is loose 8]
It was at this time that the First Sword Sect became the leader of the new sect, and continued to recruit disciples thereafter.
In less than three years, the sect had countless disciples, and even the outer disciples were more than the number of disciples in the current small sects.
To this day, the Sword Sect sits firmly in first place, and no one has been able to shake its position.
"Then the competition begins!"
The Second Elder made the announcement and waved his hand.
The ground in the square shook, and a circular arena slowly rose from the patterned area in the middle of the rectangular square.
The arena rose to about twenty meters and finally half floated in the air.
The competition format is to knock down the opponent in the ring.
Whoever remains in the ring in the end will be the winner.
The winner needs to defend the ring, and if he can defend until the end, he will be the champion.
The winner will be eligible to go to the Sword Sect’s treasure house and take away a certain treasure.
Most of the people who come to compete are here for this.
Wen Shinian sat beside Chu Yunqing, watching the other sect disciples fighting fiercely on the ring, and yawned with his hands covering his lips.
Chu Yunqing reached out and held her in his arms. He lowered his head and placed his hand against her forehead lovingly, saying softly, "Are you tired? Lean on me and sleep for a while?"
Before Wen Shinian could speak, a strong gaze shot towards him.
Chu Yunqing and Wen Shinian looked towards the source of the gaze almost at the same time.
When the two of them looked at each other, the headmaster calmly looked away, just like the previous glance, which was just a casual glance.
Wen Shinian placed all his weight on Chu Yunqing and looked at the Sect Leader with great interest.
"This Sect Leader seems quite strange. Is he really that interested in me?"
Chu Yunqing frowned, lowered his head to adjust his sleeves, and blocked Wen Shinian.
Seeing that she was still looking over there, he manually diverted her gaze back and placed his palm upwards on top of her head.
The wide sleeves fell naturally, covering her entire body, leaving only her lower body exposed.
"I'm not interested in you, but in my Taoist partner."
Chu Yunqing knew best what the leader was looking at.
But what if he doesn't agree?
This time, even if it is God's will, don't even think about taking his thoughts away from him again.
Chu Yunqing hugged Wen Shinian with both hands, his face as gloomy as a hungry wolf guarding its food.
"Big Brother wins!"
Enthusiastic cheers erupted from the left side of the ring.
Wen Shinian, who was almost falling asleep after being coaxed by Chu Yunqing, was woken up.
She pulled Chu Yunqing's sleeve aside and looked at the ring.
On the stage, there was only a young man wearing bright yellow disciple uniform, holding an iron fan in his hand.
It is a fan gate that uses a fan as a weapon.
Looking at the weapon flashing with cold light in the other party's hand, Wen Shinian thought of something, stood up and whispered in Chu Yunqing's ear.
"This fan is perfect for looking cool and teasing girls."
Chu Yunqing glanced at him and asked, "You want it?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
Wen Shinian did want it a little.
The fan is cool and feels comfortable just looking at it.
Chu Yunqing smiled and rubbed her cheek, "You seem to like it very much."
As he spoke, he turned his hand and a fan appeared in his palm.
"You have one too!" Wen Shinian took it in surprise, playing with it in his hand, "It's better looking than his, I like it!"
Chu Yunqing looked down at her with a doting look in his eyes, his fingers unconsciously running through her hair that was spread out behind her.
The headmaster, who had been paying attention to this side, had a slightly changed expression when he saw the fan in Wen Shinian's hand.
Chu Yunqing actually gave the Nine Yin Netherworld Fan to a woman who had no cultivation at all!
The master's hands hidden in his sleeves tightened unintentionally, and his expression became stiff.
At the beginning, before the Sect Leader became the Sect Leader, he had asked Chu Yunqing for this fan.
At that time, I asked for it in front of my master.
The master knew that he liked her very much, so he tried to persuade her, but was finally rejected mercilessly by Chu Yunqing.
The thing he had begged for so hard was now so easily taken out by Chu Yunqing to please a woman!
The headmaster was breathing heavily.
Out of sight, out of mind, he turned his eyes away irritably.
Compared to the undercurrent in their audience seats, the competition center was extremely lively.
The young man holding the fan kicked several people off the stage, and for a while, no one else came on the stage.
At this time, the headmaster looked at the second elder.
The second elder nodded and then looked at his disciples.
The second elder's disciple stepped forward with a sword in hand, a belligerent glint in his eyes, mixed with a bit of malice.
Wen Shinian glanced at it casually and then looked away without interest.
She casually placed the fan on her lap, then grabbed Chu Yunqing's storage bag and looked through it to see if there were any other good-looking weapons.
Chu Yunqing let her do as she pleased throughout the whole process, and didn't care what she took out, he just looked at her with indulgence and doting.
"Big Brother!"
Another exclamation.
Along with the sound came a smell of blood.
Wen Shinian followed the smell and saw the young man with the fan falling off the stage with wounds all over his body.
The young man's fan fell from the air and was caught by his fellow apprentices.
Wen Shinian squinted, trying to see more clearly.
A hand appeared before her eyes, blocking half of her vision.
"There's no need to look any further. His tendons are severely damaged. Even if he recovered, he wouldn't be able to reach his current level."
Chu Yunqing calmly explained the situation to Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian leaned back against Chu Yunqing and clicked his tongue twice when he heard that.
"He's really cruel. Everyone said to stop when the time is right, but he finds loopholes in words and doesn't hurt people's lives, but he still hurts them."
As a cultivator, if you cannot make progress and advance, then what is the difference between that and killing an entire family?
Chu Yunqing sneered and added another sentence.
"The sect has always acted this way."
"Wow, it turns out that he's sitting firmly in first place, and he's sitting there so firmly." Wen Shinian was surprised, his tone was gloomy, and his eyes turned cold. "It's really eye-opening."
"What they want from the beginning to the end is just superficial appearance."
"The so-called famous and upright sects are nothing more than this. No wonder no one has been able to ascend in the past hundred years."
"Um."
Thinking of something, Wen Shinian held Chu Yunqing's face seriously and threatened: "You can't learn it, or I will make you sleep on the floor."
Wen Shinian doesn't consider himself a good person, but he still has the most basic bottom line.
Chu Yunqing laughed, "What nonsense are you thinking? I won't do that."
He would just kill anyone he disliked.
Wen Shinian nodded, relieved.
At this time, the competition entered a brief truce due to the previous incident.
The Shanmen sect launched a crusade because the eldest brother's tendons were broken, but this happened during a competition after all. The second elder's disciples always used the saying that swords and knives have no eyes in the competition arena as an excuse.
He looked so shameless that the fans were so angry that they all took out their fans.
In the end, the second elder stepped forward, said a few words of comfort, gave the man a bottle of high-level healing pills, and sent him away.
The representative of the door, the young man's master, left with his disciple in a rage.
After Shanmen left, the people around were whispering and pointing at the second elder's apprentice on the ring.
Because of the accident just now, no one continued to challenge on the stage for a while.
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The second elder's disciple raised his chin proudly, and his arrogant and contemptuous attitude invisibly attracted a lot of hatred.
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