The stands were very lively. Disciples who knew each other were greeting each other and jostling to find a place to sit down.

The upcoming match in the arena is attracting much attention. Xiao Changge, the proud son of the new generation of disciples, "Yu Ze Shi Bu" will face Zhuo Yu, who has been criticized by many people but is very powerful.

Above the arena, where Xiao Changge stood, vegetation was reborn, full of greenery, and heavy rain poured from the sky.

But where Zhuo Yu was, it was completely the opposite, with flames soaring into the sky and beacon fires setting the prairie ablaze.

In the middle of the arena, where water and fire intersect, the fire light touches the gold and the flowing iron, and the water dragons soar into the sky. The battle is fierce and spectacular.

"Xiaoxue, this way." Miao Hong'er in the stands waved to Mu Xue and made a place for her next to her.

"Why are you here? One of these two people will be your opponent in the next match. You should come in advance to see their fighting habits." Miao Hong'er sat down and handed over the oil paper bag in her hand to Mu Xue.

, inside is a donkey rolling with soybean noodles,

"Are you injured in the previous battle? Eat something quickly and adjust your breathing."

"I'm fine. Ding Lanlan is injured. I'll send her back." Mu Xue twisted a small paper with clear layers and stuffed it into her mouth.

Sweet, fragrant, soft and glutinous, and fragrant in the mouth.

"It's so delicious, give me another one." She puffed up her cheeks and took another one from Miao Hong'er's bag.

There was a sense of satisfaction in my mouth and heart.

Mu Xue suddenly realized that she had been able to eat the snacks fed by her senior sister without any worries since which year.

Don’t you have to worry about poison anymore?

She was stunned for a moment, then quickly put the matter aside. She licked the soybean noodles on her fingers and turned her gaze to the arena.

In the stands specially prepared for the teachers higher up, many golden elixir stage monks from each main peak also arrived one after another, waiting to see the performance of their disciples who entered the finals.

Su Xingting was talking to Xuandan Feng Kongji, "This kid Changge is really well-educated. Not only is he extremely talented in alchemy, but he is also so outstanding in magic skills. This is really rare.

"

Kongji straightened his back proudly, and a rare smile appeared on his usually serious face, "We Xuandan Peak disciples major in alchemy, and martial arts competitions are just trivial matters. It's enough to be able to watch. That girl from your family

Aren’t dolls more popular?”

"Hey, you know, our children in Xiaoyao Peak all grew up in the wild. They are used to wrestling, and each one is better at fighting than the other." Su Xingting unfolded the folding fan in his hand, fanned it slightly, and laughed, "They are all.

I told her to be merciful to my brothers and sisters, and don’t always think about trying to save face for me, she’s just so disobedient.”

Kongji snorted disdainfully from his nostrils.

There were also Jindan monks who were talking quietly with their heads next to each other.

"That, is that disciple who is famous all over the world, right?" The speaker showed a look of contempt, "He is really wild and cruel, and he is not a good person at first glance. I really don't know why the leader insists on admitting him.

"

"Shh, keep your voice down." The other person glanced at the leader sitting high up and lowered his voice, "The leader is right over there."

"What's there to be so quiet about? Think about how Xu Kun was in this state back then, and how many brothers he killed in vain. I would say that all disciples showing signs of this should not only not be admitted to the inner sect, but should also abolish their foundation and cut off their meridians.

, rush home."

There were a lot of discussions around. Danyangzi, the head of the Guiyuan Sect, stood in the stands, twirling his long beard and looking at the two disciples who were fighting on the ring.

They are all still so young, less than twenty years old. For practitioners, life has just begun.

A creature transformed by the spring breeze, full of vitality. A blazing fire, a prairie fire. They are obviously good children with full vigor and talents, which makes an old man like him feel envious.

He still remembers that when he first entered the school, Zhulong was everywhere and his yang-qi mood was very popular among his teachers. But now, these have been replaced by unsavory words, and anything related to fire

The state of mind has been criticized by people.

He has gone through a long period of time and has reached the sunset. Despite everyone's criticism, he is still determined to give it a try before reentering reincarnation.

For nothing else, I just want everyone to know that those children with pure and bright flames cannot all be abandoned because of what happened.

I hope that after my death, the sect will no longer treat others with the inherent bias when selecting disciples as it does now. I hope that the sect will not miss more and more talents in the future and make the sect's path narrow.

Zhuo'er, it's me who has put a burden on your shoulders. I just hope you won't disappoint your teacher.

The white-haired leader squinted his eyes and looked at the ring.

In the battlefield, the much criticized young disciple raised his head and looked towards the stands.

The master stood at the front of the high platform, with a fluttering white beard, looking at himself. The group of people behind him, the famous and powerful Golden Core monks, were all talking quietly about something.

Zhuo Yu could understand what they said without listening.

Ever since he entered the sect, the eyes of these people have always looked at him with such indifference and disgust.

"The master's heart is too soft. He accepts such people as his disciples."

"This decision is definitely wrong."

"Look at how that disciple injured Peak Master Ding's niece, and Peak Master Ding can actually bear it."

"He has not been a good person since he was a child. Anyway, from the time he started, I have told all my disciples not to associate with this kid."

Such whispers have surrounded him almost all the time in the past ten years. He has obviously done nothing, and his reputation has become a brand of shame. It not only covers his face, but also makes the respected master

They all suffered criticism because of themselves.

Zhuo Yu looked at the opponent opposite.

That young man is simple, confident, and has clear eyes, and is guarded in the center of a lush green forest.

On all sides of the arena, countless of his friends and classmates were cheering for him.

The rain spreads and moistens the world, and he is destined to be a respected person. From the day he entered the school, he was loved by his classmates and teachers.

It was simply his own counterpart. Standing in the flames, Zhuo Yu thought that after entering the mountain gate for so long, he had not made a single friend. All he had received were those hateful looks and malicious bullying.

They always feel that their fire will burn and destroy everything. Sometimes looking at those indifferent and disgusted eyes, a malice really rises in his heart, and he wants to burn everything disgusting in the world at all costs.

Zhuo Yu tied her hands and said, "The wind is coming."

A cloth bag woven with chaotic clouds appeared in the sky. The bag's body bulged in the air, its mouth opened wide, and a strong wind blew from the ground.

A strong wind suddenly rose, and stone haze covered the sky. For a moment, the fire took advantage of the wind and rose up like a raging fire, pressing down on the rain realm opposite with a devastating force that kept retreating.

"Hunyuan bag?"

"The master actually gave the Hunyuan Bag to this boy."

"Damn it, how come such a wild and sinister person can still receive a gift from the teacher."

"It's so unfair."

The people watching were talking about it for a while.

Xiao Changge, who was on the stage, saw the heat wave approaching from the opposite side. No matter how much he urged the rain, he could not contain the thick smoke and flames.

He had no choice but to clasp his hands together and produce a precious tripod that was filled with aura of aura.

Kong Ji, who was sitting in the stands, saw his apprentice come out of the tripod and snorted, "One and two of them are taking advantage of the magic weapon. Are you bullying me because there is no magic weapon in Xuandan Peak?"

"So even if you give me the Golden Light Cauldron, you've lost your capital." Su Xingting laughed at him while waving his fan.

I saw that the outer wall of the golden light cauldron was filled with brilliant spiritual patterns, brilliant golden light, and infinite mysteries. It spun around in the air, enlarged its body, and moved towards the center of the arena. The seal characters on the cauldron's body began to swim like red snakes.

The fire that filled the sky above the arena was instantly suppressed by the cauldron, and was all contained under the cauldron. No matter how strong the wind and fire were, they could not cross the Golden Light Cauldron and approach Xiao Changge.

Just when Xiao Changge was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a figure emerged from the blazing flames on the opposite side. The man's face was gloomy, and he rushed towards him.

Based on Xiao Changge’s understanding from past practice, the fight between fellow sects should not have much to do with close combat. After all, we are all practitioners, so we should keep a polite distance from each other.

When it comes to magic, you come and go, until the winner is determined, then it is a decent fight.

Unexpectedly, during this sect competition, his first battle would be with Xiaoyao Peak’s young junior sister who had just turned sixteen.

The junior sister, who was young and dressed in a red dress, made moves that were not befitting her age. She should get close and deceive when she should. She showed no mercy at all and allowed him to be thrown off the ring in public, which was an eye-opener for him.

Have a long memory.

Now the master's disciple, his arms were burning with flames, his eyes were menacing, and he also looked like he was going to fight him desperately.

The man came very quickly and was approaching in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Changshou made a sword gesture and quickly retreated. His figure disappeared behind a huge banyan tree, and the surrounding branches turned into sharp wooden thorns, forcing Zhuo Yu's shoulders.

The two of them were already very close. Through the swaying roots of the banyan tree, Xiao Changge could clearly see the eyes of the person opposite. The person's eyes were dark and blue, and his eyes were burning with surging fighting spirit, with a vicious look.

It made him feel frightened.

The rainy forest is clearly his home field. The branches around him have turned into steel spears, and the sharp spear points have almost pierced the opponent's shoulders, but the man did not retreat at all. His arms burning in the rain broke through the fault

He was grabbed by the layer of protection, but he was stabbed in the shoulder while holding himself. He was determined to catch him even though he was seriously injured.

Xiao Changge was almost stunned at that moment. Since he went up the mountain, he has majored in alchemy. It is a Taoist method of refining external elixirs, assisting fellow disciples to improve their cultivation, and saving lives and helping others.

Even when I was practicing physical arts, the fights between fellow disciples had never been so life-threatening and bloody.

He hesitated at that moment, unable to control the sharp spikes that pierced the body of his fellow disciple.

He may have only hesitated for a moment. But this disciple of Xuandan Peak, who had been raised under great care, didn't know that on the battlefield, a moment's hesitation could mean the difference between life and death.

Zhuo Yu's hot arms had already caught him and pushed him into the rain-covered ground.
To be continued...