Days almost passed by, and the ring competition arrived as scheduled.

Ye Shuo and the consultant packed up early and rushed to the competition venue. They happened to meet Chu Tianyao on the way. Chu Tianyao sensed Ye Shuo's stagnant spiritual power fluctuations, but he didn't say anything, but just encouraged him to practice well. Instead, Ye Shuo felt ashamed in his heart.

On the way into the venue, when all the disciples saw Chu Tianyao, they would respectfully call "Senior Brother Chu", their eyes flashed with full of worship.

If I can have as powerful as Senior Brother Chu, no, I will be better than him. A thought rushed out of Ye Shuo's mind, and one day I will stand at a height that makes you look up to!

Amid the repeated flattery of the disciples, Ye Shuo also vaguely understood that Chu Tianyao was already a powerful person at the Qi-gathering level, and he would not be able to officially step into the threshold of the Qi-gathering level in a short time.

In the Xuantian Sect, outer disciples are generally at the Qi storage level, and a few core disciples are also at this level. If you break through the Qi Gathering Level, you will be officially promoted to elite disciples and you can obtain more sufficient cultivation resources. Among the younger generation, only Chu Tianyao is the only disciple of Qi Gathering Level. Although there is no official title, all the disciples have added two words in front of his title, called special elite disciples.

The consultant listened to the sound of asking about his well-being, and his frown frown unconsciously stretched a little. Even if it was just a seemingly politeness, it would at least show that Chu Tianyao's reputation in the Xuantian Sect is not bad, and perhaps he really wouldn't do anything unfavorable to Ye Shuo. Then the heart he was hanging on could be let go of half for the time being. But why did the sense of alertness that quietly arose when he first met this person, he could never get rid of it.

Before we arrived at the arena, there were already crowds of people, crowds of people, and crowds of people were overwhelmed by the crowds of all kinds, which made Ye Shuo and the consultants dazzled.

"Senior Brother Tianyao, can I sit with you?" A delicate and beautiful girl voice sounded. It was Qi Dingsha, a girl in red who had a conflict with Ye Shuo and others in front of the mountain gate a few days ago!

"Senior Brother Tianyao, my Purple Mist Phantom Sword is about to reach the sixth level. But now, I seem to be in a bottleneck. I want to ask you to help me see it." Qi Dingsha snuggled beside Chu Tianyao and said in a coquettish voice.

"No problem. The junior sister is indeed smart. The Purple Mist Phantom Sword was a famous skill of a senior at the time. It is said that not only requires enough spiritual power, but also a certain degree of understanding. It is really talented to be able to practice to the sixth level so quickly." Chu Tianyao is quite patient with anyone.

"That's all taught by Senior Brother Tianyao!" Qi Dingsha heard Chu Tianyao's praise, her voice was so sweet that she could twist out honey. Her body was squirming like a restless kitten, and she was about to get into Chu Tianyao's arms.

Ye Shuo and the consultant who were beside him immediately stood aside from the distance when they saw this.

Ye Shuo thought of the girl's aggressiveness and arrogant attitude in front of the mountain gate. Now, after hearing her pretending to be cute and silly voice in front of Chu Tianyao, he felt a little funny for no reason. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As expected, Qi Dingsha immediately glared at her. Chu Tianyao felt relieved.

"It's you two again! You really dare to come! Those who are conscious of this are nodding and refusing to me now, otherwise I will make you lose ugly later!"

"Let this sentence be left to yourself!" The consultant responded mercilessly.

"You!" Qi Dingsha was so angry that her eyebrows stood up.

"Everyone, the seven-year ring competition of the Xuantian Sect is about to begin." On the ten-foot-meter-square stage, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows stood. Everyone immediately calmed down when they saw this. The old man continued, "I am Yichen of Xuantian Sect. Here, I welcome all the guests. At the same time, I would like to express my congratulations to all the disciples who have been diligent in practicing for seven years. Your efforts will be fully displayed on this stage today! As long as you have enough strength, you can show it on this ring. Our Xuantian Sect will not bury any talent."

As soon as the words finished, the audience burst into applause.

"Today's competition system is divided into two rounds. The first round is the assessment of core disciples. If they fail, they will be eliminated. The second round is the ring competition for outdoor disciples. The competitions are all played by lottery, and a group of different colors and numbers are the opponents." After Elder Yichen said that, groups of disciples stood up from around the stadium, with different costumes and rich spiritual power fluctuations indicating their strength to match their status.

Chu Tianyao also stood up, and slowly walked down the steps with a light smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Chu, come on." Ye Shuo encouraged in a low voice.

Chu Tianyao smiled as if nothing had happened: "No need to go through the motions."

As rows of core disciples came to the ring, Elder Yichen waved his hand and various signatures floated up in the air. Some disciples were impatient to control their spiritual power to capture, while others looked around with a frown, not knowing which one to catch. Some people accepted their fate and rushed to see other people's signatures after they thought about what kind of famous strong opponent was, and they would find someone to change the signatures.

Among a group of disciples of different shapes, Chu Tianyao stood alone on the scene and didn't care about his own things. It was not until a sign floated in front of him that he grabbed it, and he didn't even look at it afterwards. The other disciples didn't know what number he had drawn, so they could only secretly hope that they would not be so unlucky, and they met him in the first round.

After the lottery is completed, it will be the highly anticipated stage competition.

Although these people are named core disciples, they are actually not many of them who are truly powerful. Most of them only know how to use a few spiritual light balls as soon as they come on the court. After a wave of brute force, they either find a flaw by others or they are exhausted from their own spiritual power to destroy themselves. In another seat, the elders sitting there sighed. Only Ye Shuo, as an outsider, watched with relish and clapped from time to time.

The next game also proved that what Chu Tianyao said about "going a formality" is true. He was handsome and calm throughout the game. He had never used half of his spiritual skills before. Just through the slight fluctuations of spiritual power released from outside, he easily made all opponents reluctant to take advantage.

On the elder's seat next to him, almost all his eyes were focused on him.

"If you want to talk about this ring competition, Tianyao's competition is the most impressive."

"Yes, Tianyao's strength has now reached the fifth stage of gathering Qi. When he officially enters the Qi Condensation Level, he can be awarded the title of elder. He is worthy of being the most outstanding talent among the younger generation of disciples!"

"Hahahaha, there is a Tianyao out of Haoyue Peak. It's really a blessing for my Xuantian Sect! Brother Le Chen, you have taught me well!"

"Where, where, this is Tianyao's own strength." Taoist Master Le Chen, both had white hair and white eyebrows, Taoist bones and fairy wind, and his eyes were clear and vivid. After hearing the elders' praise in unison, he was already so happy that he couldn't stop talking. Of course, he still had to be humble in his mouth as usual.

"Brother Lechen, look at the little girl and Tianyao..." Another old man, like an elder, approached Taoist Chen with a smile.

"Haha, young people are in love. We should not interfere too much as our elders. Moreover, they are young, so they should focus on cultivation. Maybe they will achieve infinite success in the future. As for the love between men and women, there is no need to worry too much." Taoist Master Le Chen stroked his beard and smiled. He calmly refuted the proposal of Taoist Master Wuchen, Qi Dingsha's father, the master whom everyone mentioned.

Taoist Master Wuchen could only laugh and scold, "Old Fox" and stopped talking.

At this moment, a clear light suddenly flashed in Taoist Master Lechen's eyes. He saw his eyes betting on the audience seats, as if he was thinking.

"How will my old friend's son behave at today's conference?"

Ye Shuo did not notice the sight that was concentrating on him. He just focused on Chu Tianyao's brilliant appearance, and from time to time he grabbed the consultant and shouted: "Look at this move is so powerful!" "What's that move? It's so great in any case!" The consultant responded to him with helplessness. At this time, Qi Dingsha didn't care about the hostility with Ye Shuo, and the screaming voice mixed with Ye Shuo.

"The core disciples' assessment has all ended here, and the assessment results will be announced after the competition is over. Now please invite the disciples from the outdoor room to come on stage."

Ye Shuo was still immersed in the exciting scene just now, and was suddenly pushed by Qi Dingsha: "Idiot, it's time for us!"

"Ah? We'll be here so soon?"

Qi Tingsha rolled her eyes: "Otherwise? Should I wait for you to have lunch first? Hey, will you go? If you don't go, don't block my way!"

Ye Shuo woke up like a dream and hurriedly ran onto the ring.

Taoist Master Yichen still repeated the previous few words and started asking everyone to draw lots.

When the ring was about to start again, Taoist Master Yichen suddenly pointed at a person and said, "An Yun, you are already a core disciple. Why are you here joining here with a group of low-level disciples? Why don't you go down quickly?"

It doesn't matter if this sentence is not said. After saying it, the eyes of the audience were focused on the boy named "An Yun". He was a handsome boy in a blue brocade robe, his face exuding a vigorous spirit. However, there was a deep hatred in his eyes. Ye Shuo had met this man before, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but hide beside him, thinking in his heart: Who is this man? Where did he get such a murderous aura?

An Yun snorted, showing arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes. He said coldly: "No need to be so troublesome, I don't have the heart to play games with these low-level disciples. Today, my goal is only one person! I was unable to draw a group with him in the last round of core disciple assessment, and I was unwilling to give up! Today, in this arena, let the two of me decide the winners and losses! Gong Tianying! Do you dare to come up and accept my challenge?!"

As the words fell, the crowd seemed to have sensed it and automatically dispersed to both sides. A handsome boy in a black robe appeared in the open space, with long hair draped over his shoulders and natural majesty. The only drawback was that his face was filled with an unspeakable decadence, which added a layer of detached breath to his whole body.

In front of everyone, he slowly raised his gaze and stared at An Yun who had dispersed hatred to the fullest, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes quickly. He slowly opened his lips:

"If that's what you want, then I'll do as you wish..."

Looking at their appearance, Taoist Master Yichen knew that he could not stop them. He had to tie the bell to untie the bell, and only they could solve some things themselves. The other elders did not seem to oppose the competition, so he sighed and agreed.

Afterwards, Taoist Master Yichen waved his hand, and various signatures were controlled by spiritual power and floating in the air. Many people had already controlled their spiritual power to capture it. Ye Shuo just wanted to catch it several times, but he was sucked away by others with spiritual power. He didn't even catch it several times. In the end, he had to give up and just grabbed a piece that just floated in front of him.

Blue Bottom, No. 36. Ye Shuo looked at the signature and didn't have much thought. Anyway, he didn't know any of the disciples here, so he followed everyone off the stage.

"The first group, Tianying of Haoyuefeng Palace, yes--" The elder deliberately paused for a moment, and still reported an answer that was no longer suspense: "An Yun of Xuanzefeng."

Gong Tianying slowly stepped onto the stage, and a deep ashes were always deposited in his deep eyes.

Immediately afterwards, An Yun quickly got on the stage at the other end of the ring. As soon as he got on the stage, he clenched his fists and suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura. It swept across the audience, making people feel cold all over his body!

"Ming Tianying, today I will use your blood to clear the grievances of Junior Sister Yunzhu!"
Chapter completed!