Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"Buzz..."

As a melodious bell rang out.

The leaders and elders of the three sects took their seats on the high platform.

The martial arts tournament has officially begun.

The most outstanding disciples from each sect entered the arena in turn.

When the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion entered.

A cheer suddenly erupted from the crowd.

A young man dressed in white appeared.

With a long sword hanging from his waist, he slowly walked into the square.

That imposing presence.

It was like a sharp sword about to be drawn from its sheath.

Its sharp edge was fully revealed.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be none other than Lu Feng.

"It's Lu Feng!"

"The number one prodigy of this generation in the Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion!"

"I heard that he was able to pass through the Seven Kill Sword Formation when he was in the Golden Core stage."

"Such talent is likely to rival that of Elder Xiao Han back in the day!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Lu Feng felt a surge of secret pleasure at that moment.

His shameful deeds had already spread throughout Qingzhou.

Fortunately, through hard work, he earned the title of a prodigy.

This is how these rumors were completely forgotten.

The next moment.

His gaze swept over the seats of the Falling Cloud Sect.

They ran right into Su Chen.

"Yoho!!!"

"Isn't this Junior Nephew Lu?"

"Why is Junior Nephew Lu participating in this competition too?"

Su Chen said with a smile.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Everyone knows about the feud between Su Chen and Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's face darkened at that moment.

Damn it, what bad luck!

The key point is that the way he addressed his junior apprentice was also correct.

Although they were both disciples participating in the competition, the status of a true disciple was the same as that of an elder in the Luoyun Sect.

I have to address these elders as 'senior' when I see them.

Therefore, there's no way to refute it.

Lu Feng's eyes instantly turned cold.

The scene of being humiliated by Su Chen like a dog at the ceremony that day.

And then there's Wang Yuyan's repeated calls of "husband."

This made him a laughingstock among the three sects.

This debt.

Lu Feng, he still remembers!

"I'm telling you, Junior Nephew Lu!"

"Haven't you always liked my Yuyan?"

"What a pity, she didn't come this time."

Su Chen said with a smile.

At that moment, Lu Feng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This matter had just been forgotten.

At this moment, Su Chen actually started reminiscing in front of so many people?

Everyone around turned to look at Lu Feng.

At this moment, Lu Feng felt as if his Dao heart had almost shattered again...

...

And in the seats of the Tai Xuan Sect.

A figure in moon-white took in everything.

It was the same holy maiden from the Tai Xuan Sect who was in the bamboo forest yesterday.

Lin Wanwan!

This person usually doesn't concern himself with worldly affairs.

He devoted himself to rigorous self-cultivation.

She is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless male cultivators of the Tai Xuan Sect.

However, because Lin Wanwan was in seclusion for many years, it was difficult for the disciples in the sect to see her even a few times.

Moreover, her cold personality makes her seem unapproachable.

"Pfft."

At this moment, Lin Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Senior Sister Wanwan, what are you laughing at?"

A disciple from the Tai Xuan Sect standing nearby asked a question in surprise.

After all these years, the disciples of Tai Xuan Sect have seen Lin Wanwan smile countless times.

You can count them on one hand.

"It's nothing."

"That's just how I feel."

"That guy from the Falling Cloud Sect who's always lying down and sleeping."

"That's quite interesting."

Lin Wanwan shook her head.

Yesterday she thought he was a good-for-nothing who had no ambition.

But now it seems...

That guy was under Lu Feng's murderous intent.

He was surprisingly calm and composed.

Either they're genuinely stupid.

Or not?

They are truly fearless and have nothing to fear.

At this moment, Lin Wanwan became somewhat curious.

...

"Cough cough."

A Nascent Soul elder from the Tai Xuan Sect stood up.

"The rules of this martial arts tournament."

"I will say it again."

"Disciples of the three sects, all those who have registered, will go up on the stage to draw lots and fight each other."

"The winners advance, the losers are eliminated."

"Then they advance through the rounds until the top three are determined."

"The top three."

"You may enter the scripture pavilion of my Tai Xuan Sect and choose a cultivation technique."

"And the one who came out on top."

"Then you can enter that rare and precious spiritual pool to cultivate for a month!"

The elder then said this.

The audience erupted in uproar.

The allure of that spiritual pool was simply too great.

...

The first round of the individual competition.

The disciples went up on stage one by one to draw lots.

soon.

Then it was Chen Shiqiang's turn.

Chen Shiqiang's opponent.

He is a disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect who has reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

His cultivation level is slightly better than Chen Shiqiang's.

The Tai Xuan Sect disciple had a look of disdain on his face.

After all, how many beings like Su Chen can kill enemies beyond their cultivation level?

In the world of cultivators, even a small realm is an insurmountable chasm.

"remember."

"When it comes to fighting, it's all about who's ruthless and who's fearless."

"Your cultivation level may be inferior to others, but you cannot lose in terms of momentum."

Su Chen said lazily.

Chen Shiqiang then stepped onto the stage.

That's right!

Su Chen actually knew in his heart that Chen Shiqiang probably wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

He was able to come this time only to participate in a competition.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the Luoyun Sect will reward the sect with a batch of resources.

This kid's trip was worthwhile...

"start!"

With a command given.

The Tai Xuan Sect disciple was the first to make a move.

A sharp sword aura slashed towards Chen Shiqiang.

Chen Shiqiang neither dodged nor avoided.

He held his sword horizontally.

It was done from an extremely tricky angle.

The sword energy was forcefully deflected.

"what?"

The Tai Xuan Sect disciple was stunned for a moment.

That kid.

That's something.

But he ultimately had the advantage in cultivation level.

Then, the offensive came like a tidal wave.

One sword aura after another.

They defeated Chen Shiqiang, forcing him into a series of retreats.

Chen Shiqiang was soon covered in bruises.

The Taoist robe was ripped to shreds by the sword energy.

"It seems to be nothing special after all."

"This follower of the true disciple of the Luoyun Sect is only capable of this much."

Another round of mockery erupted from the audience.

But Chen Shiqiang gritted his teeth...

Su Chen was completely bewildered at this moment.

What's this kid up to?

You still won't admit defeat?

Why risk your life for such a small amount of resources...?

However, at this moment, Chen Shiqiang's mind was filled with the slap Han Zhishan delivered in the dining hall.

On what grounds?

Why should I be the only one who gets bullied?

"roar!"

Chen Shiqiang suddenly roared.

The spiritual power within his body erupted without reservation.

He recklessly charged towards the Tai Xuan Sect disciple.

Speaking of which, these disciples are all quite skilled in cultivation.

However, there haven't been many true death battles between cultivators.

After all, they are not like the elders of a sect, who are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years.

One sword.

Another sword strike...

Every move they made was aimed at mutual destruction.

It's either a trade of injuries.

"Holy crap, you've gone mad!"

The Tai Xuan Sect disciple was stunned by Chen Shiqiang's ruthlessness.

The formation was thrown into chaos instantly.

Just as the disciple was frantically parrying...

Chen Shiqiang seized upon a fleeting weakness.

The last bit of spiritual power in his body was poured into the tip of the sword.

"Fallen leaves!"

A sword was thrust forward.

The sword tip was precisely pressed against the throat of the Tai Xuan Sect disciple.

The audience.

Silence fell instantly.

"I...I give up."

"You're ruthless, kid. Are you out of your mind?"

"There's no deep-seated hatred between us, so why..."

"Neither you nor I are here to make a formality."

"Do you still think the two of us can win first place?"

The Tai Xuan Sect disciple, covered in cold sweat, muttered a complaint to Chen Shiqiang.