Hot Charm Master: Fourth Miss Wastewood

Chapter 455 Sect Grand Competition [1]

three days later.

The martial arts competition of Canglong Academy finally started.

This time, a total of eight sects participated in the competition.

Of course, it also includes the Seven Star Hall, which has always been ranked first, and the Yanwu Hall, which is at the bottom.

The first thing to start is a two-player competition. Two disciples from each sect will go to the formation they set up. If the team comes out first, they will win. If two teams come out at the same time, then they will win. They need a showdown to grab No.1.

The so-called formations are all carefully arranged by the elders, a secret environment similar to an illusion. There are many dangers inside, not only hallucinations but also various other dangers.

If there is a slight mistake, it may be deeply trapped in the formation and cannot get out.

What's more, die in the formation.

The seven sects all sent their disciples, but the disciples from Yanwu Hall did not show up for a long time.

As the host, Mr. Shui looked at the disciples on the stage, frowned slightly, and asked loudly, "If you don't send out the disciples from Yanwu Hall, you will automatically give up this double competition!"

As soon as Shui Lao's words came out, the disciples on the field and the disciples watching below all burst into laughter.

"The people in the Yanwu Hall are so weak, if they enter the formation, they will definitely be sent to die."

"That's right. I guess no one in the Yanwu Hall can walk out of the formation safely. It's no wonder that none of them appeared on the stage. After all, their lives are more important than losing."

"Hahaha."

"What I'm talking about is that the sect at the bottom of Wannian actually has the nerve to come to participate in the competition, and it's not just running away now."

Amidst all the ridicule, Su Xiaoyan and Qingfeng slowly walked onto the stage and stood in front of Shui Lao, Su Xiaoyan's indifferent voice came over, "We are from Yanwutang."

Shui Lao frowned and looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, he kept staring at them for a long time, and found that the aura of the two people was still pitifully weak, the same as when he first saw them.

Shui Lao couldn't help shaking his head.

"Are you two sure you want to compete?" The strength of these two people is too weak, as weak as strangling an ant. If you don’t, you will die in it.”

"I know."

Su Xiaoyan nodded, and Qingfeng on the side remained silent, saying nothing.

"Since you know, I won't stop you."

Shui Lao withdrew his gaze and landed on the few people on the stage. Then, with a wave of his hand, a huge door made of formations appeared in front of them out of thin air.

"Whoever finishes in the shortest time is the winner."

After Shui Lao finished speaking, they stepped in one after another. In the end, only Su Xiaoyan and Qingfeng were left standing in front of them, watching the formation, neither of them took any action.

"Those two seem to be low-level students. Yan Wutang actually sent two low-level students to participate in the competition. This is obviously to send them to death."

"Not necessarily, or the people in Yanwutang knew that they couldn't win at all, so they were disheartened and randomly sent two disciples out for a walk. It's a pity, I can predict the consequences of their entry, and they will definitely not get out. Come."

Laughing and unsightly voices came one by one, Su Xiaoyan sneered, stepped in, and Qingfeng followed suit.

(End of this chapter)