Chapter 158 The Competition Begins "Ah Xuan, do you know that person just now?" After following Lu Xuan away, Xia Ningyan recalled Duan Yingchao's arrogant look before. I couldn't help but frown, and I couldn't swallow that anger in my heart. "We just met when we were selling pills, we can't say we have any friendship." Lu Xuan understood that his fellow Taoist was starting to worry again, so he explained decisively. "The way this person looked at me was not right from the beginning, so I was always on guard. Also, Ningyan, you have to be careful when you compete. Her name is Duan Yingchao. She is the true disciple of Elder Yuan Qiu of the Body Refining Peak. She is born with supernatural powers and has the blood of a true dragon. That's why he has that pair of golden vertical pupils. His fighting power cannot be underestimated.
This time, I am aiming for the top spot in the competition." "The Body Refining Peak is the same mountain as Aunt Yan, and is it the group of body refiners who live in the back mountain of Flame Peak?" When Xia Ningyan heard this, a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes. No wonder that woman could force out her cold air so easily, unless she was a fire cultivator with strong magical power. Only a person with a body as vigorous as a dragon can do this. “Well, Ningyan, you’d better be careful and try not to let her get close to you. I once saw her fist deflect the sword light of Senior Sister Ling Xiao. You can even walk in the air just by relying on your own legs." Lu Xuan reminded his fellow Taoist with some concern that he had witnessed the fight between Ling Xiao and Duan Yingchao before. "Okay, okay, I'm not afraid of her. Xuan, you don't know enough about my strength. Wait until tomorrow's competition, and just calm down and watch carefully." Xia Ningyan chuckled twice, then raised her hand and rubbed Lu Xuan's head, her expression full of calmness and confidence. There was no sign of panic. "Oh, I was overthinking it, but I'm afraid there will be a lot of people who want to challenge you, Ningyan, tomorrow? After all, it’s common knowledge that you’ve lost your cultivation. Although it certainly won't pose any threat to you, it will certainly consume some energy." Lu Xuan thought about it and found that there was really no need for him to worry about Duan Yingchao's problem. Not to mention anything else, just the difference in magic weapons makes my partner far ahead of the other party. The gap between a mid-grade spiritual weapon and a top-grade spiritual weapon is not small. "Then let them come. I am not afraid of being consumed. It's time to show those who want to step on me and take advantage of the opportunity to get to the top.
Who is the joke anyway? " There was a hint of coldness in Xia Ningyan's eyes. It was obvious that she was fed up with the ridicule and sarcasm of these days. - the next day, early morning The Daoyan Sect was bustling with people, as if it had never been more lively before. Many disciples who were originally on missions outside or simply had to leave the sect for some business have all returned. The originally huge sect seemed a bit crowded, and one could see a cultivator every few steps. The sky was filled with disciples flying on swords, so much so that special personnel had to be assigned to maintain order in the air. At this time, the sect's martial arts arena, A broad platform with a solid foundation, covered by a circular golden film. In mid-air, the suspended stands float, Sitting there were a group of elders and the sect leader who had not been seen for a long time. The vast martial arts arena below was artificially divided into six areas. In each area, there is a raised stone pillar, on which stand the true disciples of each peak. Xia Ningyan was naturally standing on it as well, and her eyes met with Ling Xiao who was standing side by side. There seemed to be faint sparks flashing in the air. "If you stand on this again now, Xia Ningyan, would you feel nervous?" From a distance of several thousand meters, Ling Xiao transmitted a message to her into the secret passage. "Hehe, I may disappoint you, but no, I'm actually looking forward to it." Xia Ningyan sneered and responded with disdain. "Well, if you had given up earlier, it would have been more decent. Now that I'm standing here, there's no turning back. The group of inner disciples below are waiting to pick on you, a weakling. If he loses too badly, Junior Brother Lu will also be criticized." Ling Xiao's voice was full of mockery, and she couldn't wait to see it. Later on, he would imagine how his long-time enemy would be defeated in one move and would be scolded and humiliated. “It’s a shame that you can’t see what you want to see. Also, stop thinking about Xuan. He never belonged to you, and he won't belong to you in the future." Xia Ningyan responded bluntly, completely lacking the elegance and gentleness she showed when facing Lu Xuan. Boom!Boom!Boom! Just when the two were about to quarrel, a melodious bell rang. It instantly resounded throughout the entire sect. At this time, a hole was slowly torn open on the outer layer of the light shield condensed by the formation on the martial arts stage.
The disciples who had been waiting outside for a long time rushed in all at once. “The competition has officially begun. Please ask the disciples from each peak to go to the designated areas. Wait for the law enforcement elder to announce the contestant list and proceed in an orderly manner." However, this statement was like a fart, and the crowd instantly fell into chaos. The law enforcement elders had to dispatch people to maintain order. Just when the disciples below were in a mess like ants. On the platform in mid-air, Fan Qianyue and other elders were chatting idly. "Xiaoyue, where did you get these shoes? They are so tasteful and a top-grade spiritual weapon. I've always wanted a pair of boots like this, but I couldn't find a suitable refiner." Yan Rongrong looked down at the pair of flaming boots on Fan Qianyue's calves, her beautiful eyes filled with envy. The flame pattern with flowing clouds from time to time completely attracted her attention. “Oh, it looks good, doesn’t it?” Fan Qianyue proudly lifted her legs so that she could fully display them to her good friend. "Rongrong, do you know who sent it to me?" "Who? Xiaoyue, do you have any other suitors?" Hearing this, Yan Rongrong immediately became curious again and couldn't help but move closer to Fan Qianyue. "Where did my suitors come from? This thing was of course given to me by Xuan Er as a gift. You have really grown up and now you know how to feel sorry for your master." Fan Qianyue rolled her eyes at Yan Rongrong, then hummed twice and swayed her raised legs slightly. "Hey, where did this brat get so much spare money? Just to fill up the gaps in Ningyan's body, you'll have to spend most of your family's wealth, right?" Upon hearing this, Yan Rongrong couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and a strange look flashed in her beautiful eyes. The voice couldn't help but sound a little bit jealous. This brat Lu Xuan only thinks about his master and his fellow Taoist, and doesn't show any appreciation for himself at all. I don't need to give anything expensive, at least a bouquet of flowers will do as a token of your appreciation. “It’s normal for children to have their own secrets, so as a teacher, I won’t ask too many questions. He will tell me when the time comes." As he spoke, Fan Qianyue looked down and saw someone on the stands not far away.
Lu Xuan, standing there alone. (End of this chapter)