It is still unknown what the biggest prize of the sports meet is, but Yan Juntao's heart to support his brother is already very firm.

Shaking the flag and shouting to boost the momentum, and asked the disciples to hurry up and prepare another fireworks, which would set off after the doctor finished the competition. No matter which doctor got, he would be the eternal first in Yan Juntao's mind. Just like the celebration that Gongziyang would always win after winning all kinds of competitions.

As the youngest disciple under Mr. Jiang, Gongziyang naturally also wants to participate in the sports meeting of the Yiqi Medicine Sect. And he was almost kneeling down by his senior sister and brother begging him to participate in a few more items. Because, they are all in their lineage, only one Gongzi Yang Energy will be attacked. If he doesn't get some results this year, Master Jiang, who never gets angry, will finally burst out.

Gongziyang also did not expect that the most emotional thing he promoted after he started was to give his master and seniors faces at the sports meeting.

He won almost all running events, sprint, long-distance running, relay running.

This depends on the best "resistance strategy" that Gongziyang had adopted in Yan's backyard before - running. It is also because Gongziyang had not yet grown up to be a technical homeless person who was addicted to research all day long, had no light all day long, and had pale skin as pale as paper.

Gongziyang’s senior brothers and sisters have not won the championship for many years. Even if they are disciples of the sect leader, in this competition without spiritual power, they will not be given any face by others. Although they don’t care much about winning or losing, they can’t always lose. This year, Gongziyang is like a kind dark horse, breaking into the hearts of every senior brother and sister. How could there be such a great junior brother!

When Gongziyang heard his name being shouted over and over again, he felt that he could not say anything in his heart.

The banner "Junyang, the hope of the whole family, we are proud of you" was a little embarrassed, but also made Mr. Yang unable to help but curl his lips. He hasn't felt the feeling of being regarded as pride in many years?

Not because of anyone, just because of him.

Every shout seemed to add another layer of strength to him.

"Thank you." Yan Juntao solemnly thanked Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang is really a good master. What he teaches not only disciples to practice, but also teaches his disciples to cultivate their minds and help them become better selfs.

Even if Gongziyang doesn’t establish these things, can he develop well?

Of course, it is possible. With the big medicine heaven box, he is the accurate candidate for the Medicine Immortal who is invincible. He even has no burden on Major General Zhuansun's family in this life. Even the half-step Medicine Saint can hope for a little bit.

But if it develops well, does it necessarily mean happiness?

When Gongziyang first came to Yiqi Yaozong, he was too unique. He seemed to have returned to the transparent period without any sense of existence. He did not need the whole world, nor did the whole world need him. Even if there is a vast world and rich emotions hidden in his heart, what is the difference between him and the night walking in the brocade clothes?

Yan Juntao can help Gongziyang in many ways, but he doesn't know how to get him out of the small circle he drew for himself.

Because even Yan Juntao himself is actually very unique.

"What do you thank?" Mr. Jiang blinked at Yan Juntao, then turned around and went to watch the game again.

Even if he wins so many first place in the competition like bullying a child, Gongziyang cannot guarantee that he can win the final prize back for his younger brother to play.

The doctor only signed up for one item, so he dared to say that.

Because except Cuju and mountain climbing, only the first place in all competitions will be counted in the total score, and the first place in the mountain climbing doctors can directly get one hundred points.

Once and for all, easily crush.

As for why the ancestor set up such an unlucky rule, according to him, this is to make everyone understand that the world is unfair while strengthening their bodies. But judging from the daily notes that faithfully record his words and deeds during his lifetime, he adopted this kind of thing purely because he wanted to cause trouble and the ups and downs of the Jedi counterattack was called life.

Mr. Jiang recalled the bitter and sweetness. He also won the first place in climbing the mountain back then. What laid a good foundation for him to win the competition was the eight rounds of going up and down the mountain in order to save spirit stones.

He would never forget the feeling that he would hit a single blow.

"Climbing is different from running. Yang'er is going to be taught to be a human being by reality." Mr. Jiang was worried about his little apprentice, fearing that the confidence that Mr. Yang had finally established was hit.

"No." Yan Juntao said confidently. He looked at Gongziyang who was surrounded by senior brothers and sisters and laughed, "He is not that fragile."

What Gongziyang wants is certain, not the first one.

Mr. Jiang remembered all these in his heart. He still didn't know enough about Yan Junyang's apprentice.

"Then are you participating?" Yan Juntao Shun asked again.

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said regretfully: "The Sect Master cannot participate."

Rong Xi was even more surprised. The doctor Lin did not take away Mr. Jiang's position as the leader for this reason. Instead, he went to endure the mountain climbing exercise that was likely to have physical contact? Who took over the body of the doctor Lin?

Thank you so much for your eight generations of ancestors.

"Actually, every sports meeting, the master would temporarily take over the position of the sect leader on this day. I don't know what happened this time, but suddenly I won't take over it." Mr. Jiang even prepared casual clothes for specialty climbing, and secretly practiced for several days in private in the middle of the night, just to avoid being too embarrassed. But he never expected that hard practice would be like this and he was directly deprived of his competition qualification.

"Can the sect leader be replaced by a temporary member?"

Mr. Jiang did not answer, but gave Yan Juntao a look that could only be understood but not expressed, because everyone's desire to survive was very strong.

The doctor was already lined up, and Yi Shi stood independently in front of the mountain gate, looking up at the bluestone steps that seemed to have no end. He was still wearing a wide-sleeved robe that was as snow as thousands of years old. He was dusty and had a cold temperament, as if Feng Xu could control the wind and become an immortal at any time. He walked through the crowds of disciples of Yiqi Yao Sect, and looked at Mr. Jiang in the audience accurately. He confirmed that he was the one who talked the most.

Mr. Jiang was so scared that his neck shrank back, and finally closed his mouth into a river clam, and he no longer dared to gossip casually.

"If the sect leader cannot participate, then wouldn't it mean that the ancestor didn't have to participate back then?" Gong Baobao slapped his thigh and exclaimed. When he was excited, he liked to pat his thigh.

Gong Baobao finally realized a problem that he had not realized back then - a sports meeting that was no exception in the entire school. The ancestor, who was the rulemaker, gave him an exception. Is this moral decay or a human nature that was destroyed for watching dramas? What a hell is this strong body, not just because the ancestor is full, wanting to have some fun?

Mr. Jiang slapped his junior brother in the back of his head and made a life unbearable weight. His voice was rare and stern: "You can also argue with the ancestor?" So many disciples were listening.

"I just think about it!" Classmate Gong Baobao felt aggrieved. He held his head and squatted in his place, tears began to roll in his eyes, "You actually hit me. I want to sue my father!"

Yan Juntao was stunned, the old sect leader was not

"Go, see how you decide the master's tablet!" Mr. Jiang was almost pissed by his unscrupulous junior brother, "Even if the master is not a tablet, he will stand on my side!"

"Have you learned the history of the sect in elementary school? Think about the character of the ancestor." It's really like something he can do.

"No, think about his character" is more likely.

"Anyway, it's not okay to think about it!"

Mr. Jiang made the final decision and did not want Yiji Yaozong to continue to be embarrassed.

Yan Juntao used a color, and a disciple from Tianyan Sect came forward silently and began to comfort Mr. Jiang, hoping to divert attention for Gong Baobao: "It's okay, it's okay, every family has difficult sutras, and there are many strange things in Tianyan Sect. Can you imagine that it has affected the rising age because of being deeply involved in the jealous lawsuit in the harem for too long? We have it!"

The Tianyan Sect changed its previous route of not following the love of his disciples and following the sect of pure and weak hearts, which was all thanks to this good senior.

"That's a little worse for you. I've grown up so old that only knows that emotional problems are prone to inner demons, but I didn't expect emotional problems to cause other things. Fortunately, fortunately, I have never been in the kidneys and not the heart!" Gong Baobao insisted on coming up and angrily exaggerated his presence. He is really a god who can't save the damn ghost.

Mr. Jiang became even more angry: "Take your feelings seriously."

"You are in love with me, and they are not serious. If I am serious, wouldn't I look like a fool?"

"We?! How many friends do you have at the same time?"

Yan Juntao used another question to hold Mr. Jiang on the verge of collapse, calming down his anger, almost destroying the character of Mr. Caring: "Brother is in poor health. Will it be a bit difficult to put away his spiritual power and climb the mountain like this?"

Should I ask my brother Gongziyang, who also participated in the competition, to help take care of Yi2? But will this be unfair to Gongziyang?

The doctor who was already ready to sprint with all his strength came, and the moment he put away his spiritual power, he heard Yan Juntao's words.

He suddenly realized that his weak and sickly personality could not collapse!

So the doctor chose to slowly walk up the mountain.

Everyone was lucky enough to see such a strange scene. The disciples of Yiqi Yao Sect who dared not win over the doctor's line, rushing to perform how to work hard to lose to the doctor's line who is not as fast as a walk after a meal. It can be said that the drama essence is the essence, the bigger the stage is, the bigger the heart is. The flat ground is falling, the wind is confused, and there are even those who directly pretend to remember the wrong route and climb the wrong mountain.

Yan Juntao: ""

Rong Xi then mocked: "Look at that disciple, it's really not easy. If you don't leave, you will be more than Brother Lin."

Sometimes it is more difficult to lose with all your might than win with all your might. Especially the one who is told to win by everyone, for the sake of character design, goes slower and slower, and is simply inhumane!

The only person who dared to go hand in hand with the doctor was Gongziyang. Without Yan Juntao's words, he had already taken the initiative to take care of his younger brother and fellow Taoist.

Since the doctor Lin met Yan Juntao in private, he has become more pleasing to Gongziyang, and it can even be said to be very beautiful. After all, in a sense, Gongziyang is also his younger brother and has no blood relationship with the scumbag, which is perfect. As long as Yan Juntao likes it, doctor Lin likes it.

In the end, with everyone's joint efforts, the doctor still won this "even-match" game in a difficult situation, and he didn't even sweat.

The doctor won the ultimate prize of the sports meeting for Yan Juntao as promised - the love of the ancestor.

A white folding fan with a "no surprise" written on the front and no surprise" written on the back. A fly-headed small regular script was carved with a white folding fan with a sentence "In fact, the first reward is nothing, hahaha" on the ridge, which is as good as mockery.

This really tests the disciples in the sect’s heart and makes them understand how unreasonable this world can be.

Of course, it can also be understood as this is the ancestor who is advising his disciples to not force everything, and it may not be very good to be the first.

I don’t know how many folding fans the ancestors prepared back then, but according to Mr. Jiang, the first prize in every year is this reward, and it is fixed and cannot be moved. This is no wonder that he has won the first place in the history of the sports meet, and he will never work hard even if he beats him to death.

The doctor was so angry that he could no longer solve the problem of blowing up a Chang Yang Spirit Pool.

The only motivation that is still supporting him to suppress his temper is that he knows that he can still wait until he ascends again and talk to his ancestors in person. Yes, the ancestor of Yiqi Medicine Sect is still alive. The old man lives in the fairy world with wind and rain, and he feels comfortable. He fully proved the authenticity of the sentence "The disaster has left thousands of years".

"I'll give you another one." The doctor was not so embarrassed before he grew up. He promised his younger brother that he would pay Yan Juntao a best treasure in the world.

"But you have given me the best treasure in the world." Yan Juntao learned to use it, and changed the trick that Rong Xi used to him in the past, and applied it to his brother.

"What?" The doctor Lin didn't understand this routine for a while.

"You are the best treasure in the world."

"!!!" Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and the world is quiet and beautiful.

Then, Yan Juntao actively discussed with Gong Baobao a hundred and eight uses of the ancestor's fan, and he seemed so happy. This was the first time that someone had tried his best to win something for him.

Well, the point of "doing all your strength" is still to be discussed, but Yan Juntao is still very happy.

"When others think that you are not good because of your background, but you are slapped in the face, you can take out this fan and use the heroic calligraphy of the ancestor to piss him to death!" As soon as Gong Baobao heard this, he knew that he must have been thought to be not good before, and he never found the place back.

"Or it's okay when you tease someone." Gong Baobao added, "That kind of joke that makes people feel happy cannot be angry."

There is always a kind of bad person in this world. His jokes are not only not funny, but also particularly annoying.

Yan Juntao thought this idea was good, but he had already decided to use the fan. However, given that countless ears were listening at this time, it was easy to destroy the sense of surprise, Yan Juntao endured not to express his opinion.

After the Fengsheng Sports Meeting, it was the day when Yan Juntao led his team to leave Yiqi Yaozong.

This matter has actually been put on the agenda, but now it has finally been confirmed. The doctor regretted that he could not find out what the hemp wood in Zou Tu's body was like before Yan Juntao left. He could only regretfully miss the trip to Dayun City.

However, he prepared a lot of things for Yan Juntao that Yan Juntao might use on the road.
To be continued...