Chapter 94
The rookie meeting will last for three days. On the first day, there will be only four rounds of simple comparisons. A total of 16 people will be left to enter the next day's competition. In the end, they will fight each other to determine the top ten rookies.

The last day is when the rookies defend the ring, and it is the time for the disciples of the Guiyi faction to make a move.

According to the results of previous rookies, the top ten rookies in the final list are all disciples of Tianwuzong and Qianyuanzong.

Lin Yige understood the tricks when he saw the list of disciples participating in the Rookie Club sorted.

This list seems random, but in fact it hides a scheming heart.

The disciples of Tianwuzong and Qianyuanzong were all arranged at the end of the list, so they had enough time to learn about the moves and strengths of the disciples of other cultivation forces.

The five members of Guiyi faction were respectively placed in the middle of the four lists.

After watching a few competitions between disciples of other sects, Lin Yige felt that it was not interesting, so he simply concentrated and gathered gold in his palm.

Jiang Yan and the others sat in a row, watching the video of the competition, and discussing those moves that had never been heard or seen before, which was very lively.

In order to prepare for the first place in the Rookie Club, the five members of the Guiyi faction were watched by the preaching elders for a whole year, practicing swordsmanship and exercising their qi.

Except for the daily dust-cleaning technique and sound transmission technique, basically he doesn't know any spells.

It is inevitable to be jealous when seeing the masters of the same school use spells. Fortunately, the preaching elders have agreed to arrange to teach basic spells after the rookie meeting.

But now, after watching a few rookie competitions, everyone came back to understand the good intentions of the elders.

If you meet a monk of the same level who has never worked hard on body forging, with the kung fu of flooding the earth, burying fire, burning vines and entanglement, it is enough to rush forward and knock him unconscious with the black iron sword.

About an hour later, when many spectators were drowsy from the unsuspecting competition in the arena, a new disciple was replaced in the square arena.

"Xuantian Sect disciple Ruan Yichen, please teach me Mingyue Guiyi!"

"Sang Wanqing, a disciple of the Danxia Sect, please teach Jiang Yan of the Guiyi sect!"

"Xue Ying, a disciple of Wuying Sect, please teach Li Run of Guiyi School!
"Pang Yunfei, a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect, please teach Xia Mingxuan!"

Hearing the four voices that sounded almost simultaneously, the people on Poyunzhou were all shaken, and they looked out of the flying boat frequently, their hearts itching unbearably.

It is much more difficult than imagined to be able to fight but not be able to fight.

But only by enduring it for a while, can Tian Wuzong reap the fruits of his own pain!

In the competition arena, the names of four disciples of the Guiyi faction appeared one after another, causing the monks in the stands to wake up.

"The Guiyi Sect? At first glance, I thought it was the Guiyuan Sect from Xin'an County. Which sect is the Guiyi Sect? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. Heming Mountain in Cangwu County is a member of the same faction. It has been a hundred years since no new disciples have entered the school, and they have missed the tenth rookie meeting!"

"This time the Guiyi faction also came?! Why didn't I see the sword cultivator wearing the Guiyi faction's Taoist robe?"

"The Guiyi faction fights against Tianwuzong... Hehe, there is a good show to watch this time!"

"...Well, let's just say, is there such a possibility that the flying boat above belongs to the Yi faction?"

As soon as these words came out, all the spectators were silent, suddenly realized, and all raised their heads to look at the flying boat.

But the flying boat hovered in mid-air without any response, as if the people on it didn't hear the disciples in the competition stage inviting them to compete.

The disciples from the four arenas on the competition arena asked again one after another.

The flying boat remained motionless, and the people on it never even showed their faces.

After the cup of tea, the disciple asked the question for the third time in the Sifang Arena.

The flying boat remained silent.

Seeing that the names of the four disciples of the Guiyi faction gradually disappeared from the list of rookie disciples, the audience was in an uproar.

"Why doesn't the Guiyi faction dare to fight?"

"Do you know! My master said that the disciples of the Guiyi faction will go forward indomitably, that's not the case!"

"Could it be cowardly?! It seems that the Guiyi faction is no longer the Guiyi faction of the past!"

"It's so sad! The chivalrous and courageous people belonged to the same faction, and they finally didn't fall into the dust!"

"Stop singing crooked poems sourly! Guiyi faction's skinny camels are bigger than horses, and the Heming Mountain cave is one of the top ten caves in Kyushu!"

"So what? Sooner or later, the Guiyi faction won't be able to keep the Heming Mountain cave!"

……

All the spectators have their own opinions, and there are many discussions.

The mortals and casual cultivators who couldn't afford to pay for the stands outside the arena only saw that none of the four disciples of the Guiyi faction showed up, so they automatically abstained.

Those who participated in the rookie meeting, no matter how high-ranking they were, even if they abstained from voting, it was impossible for the Guiyi faction to abstain four games in a row.

In this way, the name of the Guiyi faction has been spread among the people who pay attention to the rookie meeting, which can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It's just that the reviews aren't that good.

……

The four people on the broken air boat had just breathed a sigh of relief, and one of the four newcomers said: "Luoyue Valley disciple Quan Hongyu, please give me your advice!"

The four hurriedly raised their heads to look at Wen Caiwei, but saw that her expression was normal, without the slightest sign of anxiety.

She is indeed a junior sister Caiwei who has survived unimaginable pain for nine years!

When the monks in the stands heard "Gui Yi faction" and "Wen Caiwei", there was another commotion.

"Wen Caiwei? Is it Yuzhou Wen's Fifth Miss, that invalid Linggen Wen Caiwei who has been bedridden for nine years?"

"It seems to be her! When Yuzhou Wen's refusal to marry Wu's, he said that Miss Wen's Fifth Miss went to the Immortal Sect to practice Taoism. Did she go to the Guiyi sect?"

"Didn't it mean that she was so weak that she couldn't walk? Didn't it mean that Guiyi faction's trial formation is famous in Kyushu? This...what's going on?"

"The children of the Wen family are looking for doctors and medicines everywhere. The story of Wen Caiwei's weakness cannot be fake."

"Then there is only one possibility. The Guiyi faction's trial formation is useless!"

No one noticed that the words of the few people were recorded in Liu Yin Jue by the non-existent gray-robed monk.

On the cuffs of the gray-robed monk, there was a complicated pattern embroidered, which could be vaguely seen as the word "Kyushu".

……

It was also at this time that Lin Yige discovered that the opponents arranged by Tianwuzong for the five members of the Guiyi faction were all at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, whether it was intentional or not!

She stared at the Nascent Soul cultivator who was the leader of the Tianwu Sect, and then at Pan Linsen, who was watching the situation on the fighting stage with the formation plate in his hand.

When the disciples of Guiyi faction get all the top ten rookies in the bag, these two people will definitely have a little opinion.

Maybe when the time comes, she needs to take action... No, she needs to come forward to reason.

To save their lives and be reasonable, naturally they cannot use the killing sword intent.

Let the puppet that turned into Liu Fufeng face the Nascent Soul Stage who was upright in the eight scriptures, not to mention his powerlessness, and even burn the spirit stone.

Still need to rely on the Gengxin Sword.

Thinking of this, Lin Yige stuffed the soybean-sized golden bean that had just condensed in his hand to Geng Xin who was making a faint sound of a sword.

If it weren't for Wen Caiwei and the others, Geng Xin would have transformed into a human form long ago, and he would be on her arm waiting to be fed.

(End of this chapter)

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