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The next day.

The stands were packed to the brim; it felt like a sea of ​​people.

Standing on the stage, Yunxi felt like she was about to give a concert, shyly cooing, "Do you think they'll ask me for autographs after the competition?"

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The Lingxiao Sect's formation was quite particular, with Yun hope and Qi Jue standing in front and Xie Mo and Ye Jin standing behind.

Su Yuanshuang was truly socially anxious; she hid at the very back, curling herself up like a quail.

The time was almost up, and the teleportation mirror lit up.

A large group of people on the arena were teleported in together.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiangui, who was sitting in the audience with the other sect leaders, took out a clean white handkerchief from somewhere and wiped his eyes with tears streaming down his face. "It's been a long time since our sect has been able to gather five people."

The other sect leaders: "..."

Is it because we can't collect enough? Of course not.

The Five Sects Grand Competition is held once every hundred years. The sect leaders instantly recalled the last time when Cheng Jiangui overslept and led all his disciples to act as spectators below.

The time before last, he went to the wrong venue. It should have been the Qingyun Sect's home ground, but he ended up at the Medicine King Sect.

……

Last time, it was the Lingxiao Sect's home turf. At that time, Cheng Jiangui hadn't become the sect leader yet, and he was a contestant just like them.

They still vaguely remember that Cheng Jiangui locked the previous sect leader, who was also his master, in a secret realm. The Lingxiao Sect team was quite complete for the competition, but the sect leader of the organizer was late.

Recalling the many years of bloodshed and tears in the history of Lingxiao Sect, the sect leaders sighed helplessly at the same time.

The Qingyun Sect Master numbly rubbed his face, looked up at the sky, and said, "So, your Lingxiao Sect couldn't find a second person back then?"

Otherwise, why make Cheng Jiangui the sect leader?

Cheng Jiangui threw down his handkerchief and protested on the spot: "I am very responsible."

He's amazing!!!

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect rolled his eyes, not really wanting to pay him any attention.

As the light from the teleportation array faded, the images of disciples from various sects appeared on the image-recording stone screen across the secret realm.

The first instance is a single-player random teleportation.

Fortunately, Yunxi landed and ran into Su Yuanshuang. The little girl's eyes lit up, and she pulled out a wheelchair on the spot, pulling Su Yuanshuang along, and the two squeezed into one wheelchair.

"Senior Sister, let's go!"

Yunxi was very happy. She controlled her wheelchair and sped away at breakneck speed, leaving a trail of white smoke in her wake.

Unfortunately, Xie Mo ran into Lin Wuwang.

The competition is a serious contest. Neither side will hold back. If they meet, they will definitely fight, and they will fight seriously, respecting their opponents and the rules of the competition.

Xie Mo paused for a moment, then quickly stepped aside.

Lin Wuwang drew his sword and nodded slightly: "I'm sorry."

Without a word, the thin young man who cultivated talismans in front of him sent out several burning runes at the same time, his fingertips quickly forming hand seals, and spiritual power rapidly took shape.

"Not bad, he reacted quickly, and he didn't seem afraid of Lin Wuwang at all."

"But it's a real pity." The audience clicked their tongues. "Xie Mo is currently in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he's still a talisman cultivator. He can't possibly be a match for Lin Wuwang."

One is a talisman cultivator, the other a sword cultivator.

If the two were to face each other and actually fight, the sword cultivator would definitely have the advantage.

Xie Mo clearly knew this as well, and didn't want to get entangled with Lin Wuwang any longer. After throwing a few runes and a formation, he turned around and ran away.

However, after running only two steps...

The black sword gleamed coldly as it grazed his face.

Lin Wuwang's voice was calm: "You can't escape."

The young man stood within his attack formation, calmly circulating his spiritual energy.

The array was hastily set up, and Lin Wuwang actually tore it apart. With the sound of spiritual energy lines breaking, large and small wounds appeared on his body.

Lin Wuwang didn't mind at all. He slowly lifted his foot and walked over. He exerted a little force in his palm, and the Xuan Sword flew back once again, brushing past Xie Mo.

He pursed his lips, not expecting things to be so bad as soon as he entered the secret realm.

Shemer slowly backed away until his back pressed against a tree.

He paused, looked up, and seemed to see something. He then ignited the runes again.

It is a fire-controlling talisman.

Shemer burned the tree.

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"What is he doing?"

The audience was puzzled, but the next second, a giant chameleon flew down from the tree and hissed sharply at the two of them.

Lin Wuwang's expression changed as he saw Xie Mo run towards him, snatch his sword, and toss it haphazardly onto the lizard's head.

Lin Wuwang: "???"

audience:"????"

The lizard, which had been sleeping peacefully in the tree, got its rear end burned and then hit on the head with a sword. It was so angry that its cheeks puffed out. It lowered its head and sniffed the Xuan Sword that was being used as a throwing weapon on the ground, as if it could smell Lin Wuwang's scent on the sword.

The giant green lizard raised its claw and slammed it down on him.

Lin Wuwang retreated, gritting his teeth, only to see a troublesome talisman cultivator turn around and run away incredibly fast.

The sect leader of Qingyun Sect was greatly shocked: "Your Lingxiao Sect is becoming more and more shameless."

Cheng Jiangui, standing to the side, also wore an expression of utter astonishment.

When Xie Mo bumped into Lin Wuwang, he had already mentally raised the white flag of begging for forgiveness and was still thinking about how to comfort Xie Mo when he came out.

No comforting words were needed; Shemer ran away.

Lin Wuwang was left behind, facing the Nascent Soul stage green lizard, and continued fighting with a bewildered expression.

On the other side, Qi Jue fell into a vast sea of ​​flowers and bumped into Ji Zhao of the Wind and Thunder Sect.

The two boys stared at each other, wide-eyed.

After a long while, Ji Zhao finally asked, "Shall we fight?"

Qi Jue nodded: "Attack!"

If you encounter them, you fight. There's no messy cooperation in the secret realm, it's pure confrontation, that's their rule.

Ji Zhao understood these things, nodded, and drew his sword.

Then, the boy's steps missed.

He turned around and ran out of the fireballs at the fastest speed in the Wind and Thunder Sect, shouting as he ran, "Waaah, Senior Brother, come quick, I'm scared."

Qi Jue: "..."

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "..."

The teleportation mirror suddenly lit up, and someone had already been teleported out.

"So fast?"

"Who?"

The crowd looked at each other, completely bewildered, not even knowing what had happened.

Ye Jin appeared on the arena with a dark aura on his face.

Cheng Jiangui looked utterly shocked: "!!!"

Cheng Jiangui didn't understand, and questioningly pulled him away, asking, "Who beat you out?"

Thinking carefully about the faces of those contestants, Cheng Jiangui shook his head frantically: "It shouldn't be like this, it really shouldn't be like this..."

Given Ye Jin's current strength, he shouldn't be the first one to appear.

Even the strongest Lin Wuwang couldn't possibly defeat him in such a short time, let alone now that Lin Wuwang doesn't have the time.

Nightfall stiffly sat down in the chair.

The boy suddenly felt utterly defeated, his face clouded with melancholy: "I don't want to talk about it..."

Even if he didn't say it, everyone could see the changes in the players' scores on the list.

If he had come out later, it might not have been so obvious.

However, right now, only one person on the entire disciple list has a score listed next to them.

[Fenglei Sect, Song Hemian, 100 points.]

The initial score is 0. Sending out a disciple brings the score to exactly 100.

!!!

Not only Cheng Jiangui, but even the Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect found it hard to believe, sitting up abruptly: "My goodness? Song Heming? He's that powerful?"

"..." Nightfall remained silent.

This matter has little to do with Song Heming; it was mainly due to his own impulsive actions.

In the secret realm, Ye Jin and Song Hemian ended up in the same place.

Song Heming was simply nervous and his hand slipped. He subconsciously tried to save his sword, but in a moment of panic, he threw the sword into the teleportation array before it disappeared.

Before Ye Jin could even process what was happening, he had already gone inside.

At this point, he had successfully completed his mission and was ready to retire.

Nightfall: (̿▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)̄