Chapter nine hundred and twentieth: the beginning of the big competition
Two days passed in a flash. Early in the morning, Yang Chao led everyone to the competition venue. On the Taolin Trail that was heading towards the competition, Chen Qiye also saw the full picture of the outer disciples of the Medicine God Sect for the first time.
Those who are in seclusion and practice in seclusion all year round, or who choose to practice hard in a straw hut deep in the peach forest, or have a 60-year-old outer disciples who are all here.
On the way to the Dabi venue, the Taolin Trail became faster and wider, and people frequently greeted Yang to the people in this row of thatched cottages.
"Senior Brother Yang, today's competition, can you play?"
"Junior Sister Shangguan, you have become beautiful again."
"Senior Brother Cao and Senior Sister Miao, when you achieve your goals, you can choose a windless day and put the child into the stream so that the child will not freeze easily."
The Medicine God Sect is like spring all year round, but there will be strong winds occasionally. The relationship between Cao Zhang and Miao Xianhui is open, so sooner or later they will have children.
According to the rules of the Medicine God Sect, after giving birth to a child, Miao Xianhui can keep the child by his side for seven days. After the seven days is over, Miao Xianhui must put his flesh and blood into a basket, put it down in the stream, let him go with the flow, and wait for the kind outer disciples to raise him into a human.
Although Miao Xianhui is not a native of the Medicine God Sect, in their hut, Cao Zhang, Shangguan Yu, Bing Mengzhi, He Hai, and Ge Tianshui are all. Most of the disciples in the Medicine God Sect are used to this way of separation of flesh and blood, but it takes some time to adapt.
As a mother, Miao Xianhui, of course, could not bear to let her child be blown away by the wind, and she pulled the junior sister who kindly reminded her and chatted for a long time.
The Yang Dynasty did not lose its manners, and frequently greeted the outer disciples who greeted them with fists. This scene seemed to be in a harmonious atmosphere in the sect.
However, these dozen disciples were just a drop in the outer sect of the Xin District of Yaoshenzong. When Chen Qiye arrived at this martial arts competition every thirty years, the full picture of the Xin District of Yaoshenzong was revealed to him.
I saw a wooden arena that was empty like a four hundred meters playground, one meter high and eighteen meters long and width each. Around the arena, dozens of tables were set up, including those who had experience in selling martial arts, some who had their own skills, some who had weapons, and even some small things in the secular world.
But most of these gadgets are targeted at female disciples of the outer sect. After all, the Medicine God Sect has no electricity. Apart from some accessories, you will not use it even if you sell a refrigerator to you.
Chen Qiye counted the heads surging around the arena, and the outer disciples who were constantly coming from all over the ring. He made a rough estimate in his mind that there were about three or four hundred outer disciples in Xin District alone. If other districts were added, how big would the real Medicine God Sect be?
"Qiye, at worst, I promise you that if we meet Wang Chu after entering the medicine garden, would we be taking care of him?" Yang Chao was afraid that Chen Qiye would still be in a grudge against Wang Chu's affairs, which would affect the heart of Taoism. It would be detrimental to today's martial arts competition, so he specially pulled Chen Qiye to a small slope with few people and comforted him.
Chen Qiye smiled bitterly. At first, he did not let him find that Wang Chu was Yang Chao because he was afraid that Wang Chu would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be a burden to Wang Chu after entering the medicine garden. It can be seen that Yang Chao was a broad-minded person.
"It depends on fate." Chen Qiye said lightly.
Yang Chao felt relieved when he saw Chen Qiye's breeze-sky expression. Wang Chu was originally a chance meeting with Chen Qiye. If he took care of Chen Qiye, then Yang Chao would not be able to let Chen Qiye break his promise, but Wang Chu was completely a villain of power.
However, in the secular world, Wang Chu, as a child of the Wang family, did not have the capital to pretend to be a tiger's power and rely on the power of the people.
After entering the Medicine God Sect, Wang Chu was taken care of by Chen Qiye. In addition, the people living in the same row of huts were people who Wang Chu could not afford to offend in the secular world before, and the evil side of his human nature was immediately revealed.
"Qianye, just be able to think hard. It's not that you are sorry to Wang Chu, but that Wang Chu is sorry to you. Next, you can prepare for the competition with peace of mind. Senior Sister Liang has high hopes for you." Yang Chao said.
Just as Shen Qiye was talking to Yang Chao, an elite inner sect brother wearing a red Taoist robe walked onto the ring. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he directly pointed out the names of the two disciples, and the martial arts conference for the first thirty years officially began.
The two disciples just came up, and they were fist-to-heart. The female disciple wearing a white tight robe was a master of internal strength, while the other male disciple wearing a black robe was a master of master level. His martial arts level was very close to Tang Yuanchen, who Chen Qiye knew in the secular world.
These two disciples were like the inner brother who presided over this martial arts conference, and there was no unnecessary nonsense. They went on stage just to hold their fists and bow slightly, and then started a real sword and gun competition.
When he reached the tenth move, the male disciple in a black tight robe hit the lower abdomen of the female disciple in the white robe. The woman in a white robe flew backwards, and then the senior brother of the red robe flew onto the ring the next time and announced the results of the competition. The competition ended in less than three minutes, and it seemed clean and neat.
Chapter completed!