The entire competition venue was boiling. All the disciples who had no chance to participate in the competition looked at Feng Lengsong, Ling Chuxi and others with envy. Although not everyone could get his guidance, some people would definitely have this opportunity, but they,
There is absolutely no such chance.
Yue Jianqing looked at the people in the audience and nodded frequently in greetings. The scene was so beautiful that it even overshadowed the three major sects of the Piaomiao sect.
Ling Chuxi was a little disdainful. What did this person mean? Why did he take over the guest house as soon as he came? He should think that this is Wenjian Villa. Even if he has some strength, he shouldn't do this.
Sure enough, Elder Tong, Elder Xie and Chi Hanbing were all a little embarrassed when they saw this scene.
"Mr. Yue, you can draw lots." Elder Tong reminded.
"First match, challenger..." Yue Jianqing picked up a bamboo stick, glanced at it, said half a sentence, stopped, and looked at the crowd below with a smile on her face.
In the audience, all the disciples looked at him expectantly, and those who were preparing to participate in the competition clenched their fists nervously.
"Mysterious!" Ling Chuxi muttered, isn't it just a lottery? Do you think it's a draft?
"Hanqingchi, Ye Xiaoqi!" Yue Jianqing announced loudly.
"It's me, it's me. I didn't expect that I was the first one." The gossip queen was very excited.
He jumped onto the high platform and struck a sword strike at the same time. Cold light passed by, and a sword shadow fell from the sky. It was as cold as water, but it showed its sharp edge.
Seeing that Ye Xiaoqi couldn't wait to show off as soon as she came on stage, Ling Chuxi and others laughed, and Chi Hanbing's mouth also showed a slight smile.
Who would have thought that the little-known outer sect disciple half a year ago would actually have such a level of cultivation now. If it weren't for the elixirs given by Ling Chuxi, Ye Xiaoqi would never even be able to reach the saint level after another year of training.
"Next, the outer disciples from Huajian Valley and Zhuxi Valley can challenge Ye Xiaoqi on their own." Elder Tong said again.
Several disciples in Zhuxi Valley frowned, but no one came forward. They also didn't expect that Han Qingchi, a little junior sister of Bagua, would have such strength. Judging from her sword intent, it was obvious that she had already used Qingso Hanjing.
After reaching the third level of cultivation and learning the secret spells taught by his master, his strength is no longer what it used to be.
This was the first competition. Everyone was afraid of losing face, so after careful consideration, no one came on stage.
As for the five outer sect disciples in Huajian Valley, there are four semi-saints. Of course, they will not go up there and bring shame on themselves.
"Is there no one to challenge?" Elder Tong asked again.
But still no one answered.
Elder Tong secretly sighed. Originally, he and the elders had agreed to join forces to suppress Han Qingchi this time. However, in the first game, Han Qingchi gave them a blow.
"Then let Mr. Yue draw lots and decide." Elder Tong said helplessly.
"First match, challenger, Huajian Valley, Wei Zixu." Yue Jianqing read out a name.
"Why am I me? Unlucky." A disciple from Huajian Valley grimaced and secretly screamed unlucky. He didn't even reach the holy level. How could he be Ye Xiaoqi's opponent?
But this was the first competition, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him. He couldn't give up and give up.
Under everyone's sympathetic eyes, Wei Zixu jumped onto the high platform with a bitter look on his face.
"Senior Brother Wei, I'm asking for advice!" Ye Xiaoqi saluted as a fellow disciple and said heroically.
"Junior sister Ye asked for advice. Let's compare with fellow disciples. Let's click until we click, until we click." Seeing Ye Xiaoqi's confident look, Wei Zixu felt even more guilty and said with a smile.