On the third day of May, amid the earnest expectations of all the new disciples of the Kongwu Sect, the much-anticipated Law Hall Competition finally kicked off today.

Unsurprisingly, the venue for the selection competition was Yuehua Terrace.

Liu Xiaolu was thinking about today's competition. He didn't sleep much the whole night last night, so he got up early and rushed to Yuehua Terrace.

When we arrived at the place, we discovered that many people had already gathered in small groups on the wide Yuehua Terrace.

It seems that many new disciples are like her, tossing and turning for today's competition.

It was still early before the official start of the competition. There were only some new disciples from various major peaks who couldn't wait to come to the competition venue on the Yuehua Stage, and there were no accompanying elders or stewards.

Liu Xiaolu walked around the Yuehua Platform and found that there were several red notes posted on the five smaller platforms around it, with the names of the major peaks written on them.

It seems that each peak must first screen the disciples at their respective peaks, and only the outstanding disciples who win the preliminary screening can officially enter the competition for quota in the temple.

Walking to the platform with the name Bright Moon Peak, Liu Xiaolu just sat down cross-legged with his lap qin in his arms. He was about to close his eyes and rest his mind for a while, but he heard a familiar voice coming from his ears.

"Sister Xiaolu, you actually got up so early! Huh? What are you holding in your hand?"

Liu Xiaolu raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Wang Xiaobao and Mo Xiaoyuan standing side by side not far away.

Seeing Liu Xiaolu turn his head, Mo Xiaoyuan grinned and waved vigorously at her.

Wang Xiaobao didn't say anything, he just smiled and took a few steps forward, consciously walked to Liu Xiaolu and sat down.

Liu Xiaolu looked Wang Xiaobao up and down, feeling that he seemed a little different today, but he couldn't explain why.

So she raised her eyebrows at him and said, "Xiaobao, you must have made a breakthrough, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaobao seemed a little surprised. The expression on his face was slightly stunned, and he asked doubtfully, "Sister Lu, how do you know? I just broke through the sixth level of the day after tomorrow."

"What?! Did you really break through?!"

When Liu Xiaolu heard that Wang Xiaobao had really broken through so quickly, he jumped up from the ground and looked at him in disbelief.

"You, you, you, you have only practiced martial arts for less than a year, and you have already broken through the sixth level?? You are only nine years old this year!"

Wang Xiaobao's face turned slightly red, "Ahem, I accidentally broke through."

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly added, "If it weren't for Sister Lu's Lingxi Powder, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the sixth level so quickly."

"Accidentally..."

Liu Xiaolu gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Xiaobao, then turned away and ignored him.

Originally, she was a little happy after finally breaking through to the third level of the Moon Holding Technique a few days ago. At any rate, her current skill has finally surpassed nearly half of the new disciples on Bright Moon Peak. Otherwise, as a direct disciple, she has been lagging behind in skill.

Tail is not an option either.

But Wang Xiaobao actually reached the sixth level the day after tomorrow!

You must know that Wang Xiaobao is one year younger than her this year. He can actually have such skill at the age of nine. Even Luo Lin, who is now the first new disciple of Jiaoyue Peak, although his skill is two levels higher than Wang Xiaobao, can

He is also thirteen years old this year.

With such an age advantage, Wang Xiaobao's future achievements in martial arts may not be much lower than Luo Lin's, and may even surpass the latter.

Thinking of her acquired third-level kung fu, Liu Xiaolu instantly felt that she was really sorry for her master's expectations. Maybe she shouldn't join in the fun at all and should just practice kung fu honestly.

Mo Xiaoyuan, who was standing next to her, didn't seem to notice that Liu Xiaolu was in a bad mood at this time. He came over and looked at the lap piano on her lap again and again, and said, "Sister Xiaolu, it turns out you can play the piano!"

Are you planning to play the piano to cheer Xiaobao later?"

Liu Xiaolu rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Play the piano to cheer? This is a weapon specially prepared for me by my master! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"Weapon?" Mo Xiaoyuan scratched his head and was confused, then turned to look at Wang Xiaobao who was standing aside, "Are there any people who use the piano as a weapon?"

Wang Xiaobao thought hesitantly for a while, and was about to speak when he heard another person's voice coming from behind them.

"Oh, isn't this Master Hu's beloved disciple? Tsk, tsk, tsk, what kind of peerless magic weapon has Master Hu prepared for you?"

After hearing the words, several people turned their heads and saw a little girl with a round face standing behind them with her hands folded and a sarcastic expression on her face. The originally pink and cute face looked a bit a bit under the yin and yang tone.

Indescribably weird.

"Huh? It turns out to be a small broken piano! Why, are you so poor on Bright Moon Peak that you can't even afford a sword?"

Feeling the gazes of several people, Li Qingwu not only did not hold back at all, but continued unceremoniously, "That poor scholar peak master of yours must have used all the money to buy medicine to treat his illness! So I can only take a handful casually.

I used the broken harp as a weapon for my apprentice! Haha!"

As soon as these words came out, even Mo Xiaoyuan, who usually had a good temper, glared at the woman angrily. With his round eyes widened, he bared his teeth and rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to teach her a lesson.

When Liu Xiaolu saw this, he stood up and stopped Mo Xiaoyuan. Looking at Li Qingwu who was smiling arrogantly, he shouted coldly, "Don't be proud. When the time comes when our men see the real chapter, you have to be careful, don't get beaten up by me."

Pig head!”

"Humph, it's just you? All three of you are no match for me! You're useless!"

Seeing that more and more Bright Moon Peak disciples were gathering around him, Li Qingwu dropped these words with disdain and left without looking back.

"Sister Xiaolu, why are you stopping me? This stinky girl is so abominable!" Seeing Li Qingwu walking away, Mo Xiaoyuan was a little anxious.

"What are you going to do if I don't stop you? Go up and beat her up? She is a direct disciple of Wangyue Peak. She will be on the fifth floor the day after tomorrow. Can you beat her?"

Liu Xiaolu rolled his eyes at Mo Xiaoyuan angrily.

Mo Xiaoyuan suddenly choked, and then immediately retorted, "Although I can't beat her, isn't Xiaobao here? Xiaobao is already on the sixth level, so it's not easy to deal with her!"

"Yes, yes, it feels good to give her a good beating. But what if things get too big and Xiaobao is implicated? After all, today is the day of the law competition. If you make trouble before the competition, you won't get anything good."

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Liu Xiaolu had had several contacts with Li Qingwu and knew that this woman was not only a powerful character who was not easy to mess with, but also seemed to have a strong background in the Kongwu Sect.

Wang Xiaobao, who had been silent all this time, spoke up at this moment, "It's best not to let me run into her, otherwise no matter which peak she is a direct disciple of, I won't be merciful on stage."

Liu Xiaolu smiled and wanted to reach out to touch Wang Xiaobao's head, but found that Wang Xiaobao was now as tall as her, so she had to retract her hand in embarrassment.

At this moment, the noisy chatter on Yuehua Stage suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!