With that said, she hurried away and quickly fetched a large bucket of water: "Hurry up and wash up. Tomorrow is your first time to participate in the advanced competition. Don't look like you crawled out of the garbage."
Yang Huang walked over and looked at the bucket of water, and couldn't help but smile. He saw the person reflected in the water, with disheveled hair and a dirty face. He looked like a refugee.
At this time, Lan Jingyi held up a pile of clothes and threw them to Yang Huang from a distance. She pinched her nose and said, "Hurry up and wash it. It stinks! Clean yourself up neatly, so as not to lose Master's face."
That set of clothes was a common blue shirt issued to disciples by Tianwu Sect. The style was simple, but it was washed spotlessly. There was still the body heat left by Lan Jingyi's hands on it. Yang Huang held it in his hand, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart: "
These clothes are so clean, it doesn’t look like they were washed by Senior Brother Zhang Le.”
"Of course I didn't wash it. I brought the clothes and they were all dirty. I wanted to wash them casually. But girl Jingyi insisted on washing them."
Hearing the sound, Zhang Le came out of the room and winked at Yang Huang: "It seems that, Junior Brother Yang Huang, you will still have a good life in the future."
"Brother Stinky, what are you talking about? I just want to wash it myself and wash it for him by the way. What's there to say!" Lan Jingyi's face turned red with embarrassment at Zhang Le's appearance and she stamped her feet.
"Don't explain, explaining is equivalent to covering up." Zhang Le smiled and was about to continue joking when a shadow suddenly hit him.
"Ouch, bah, when Yang Huang and I are talking, please don't throw away your smelly socks so accurately."
Yang Huang laughed loudly and said: "Senior brother, you are always chewing your tongue, so you should try something else to taste!"
Zhang Le is a humorous and interesting person, without any airs of a senior brother. Yang Huang and Lan Jingyi have long been mingling with him, teasing and teasing each other, as if they have been friends for many years.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Seeing Zhang Le spitting smelly socks out of his mouth in a panic, Lan Jingyi felt relieved and laughed so hard.
Zhang Le wiped his mouth and suddenly became happy: "Haha, Yang Huang, you are so anxious to stop my mouth, doesn't it prove what I said, between you two, it is indeed..."
"Brother Stinky, you are still talking nonsense!" Lan Jingyi became anxious and rushed over to give him a good beating.
"Bang!" Zhang Le hurriedly closed the door and shouted in the room: "I'll say it! I'll say it! You like Yang Huang! You like Yang Huang! What do you think? Do you want to kill people and silence them?"
Yang Huang couldn't help laughing.
Lan Jingyi was furious. When she heard the joke, she immediately turned around and glared at Yang Huang: "Why are you laughing? You're very proud, right?"
Yang Huang stopped in a hurry and said seriously: "I'm laughing at his nonsense!"
Lan Jingyi nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it! Why are you still standing there? Go take a shower!"
"Okay, okay, go right away, go right away!" Yang Huang immediately carried the bucket and walked away. In the distance, he heard Zhang Le's door being knocked open, and then Zhang Le's scream: "What are you doing?"
?I am senior brother, you dare to hit senior brother? Ouch!"
The advanced competition is a regular competition that Tianwu Sect must hold every ten days.
All disciples can choose whether to participate. Therefore, such competitions are generally not large-scale.
But because this advanced competition was the first after the trial meeting, it was more lively than before. A total of fifteen people signed up to participate in the advanced competition, nine of which were new disciples from the trial meeting.
The test location was chosen in an open space under Jinchao City.
As a competition to evaluate disciples, all twenty elders will participate if they have nothing important to do.
Disciples who have not participated in the competition can choose to watch or not.
But for this advanced competition, a lot of people came, more than 300 people. Most of the disciples wanted to come and see the level of the new disciples.
When Yang Huang and Lan Jingyi followed Shi Ming, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"Haha, Elder Shi is so powerful this year."
"I really don't know how these two idiots were deceived by him. They are just waiting to be like Zhang Le, who is still a third-class disciple after seven or eight years!"
"What a pity. It's so easy to come from the endless sea, but meet unkind people, fall in love with a mediocre teacher, and ruin your future as a martial artist!"
"Look at how beautiful that girl is. What a pity. Why not follow our master?"
"What you want to say is why she didn't spend the whole day with you, but with that kid?"
Although Shi Ming was an elder, his position was quite embarrassing. Many disciples actually laughed loudly in front of him and made unscrupulous comments.
However, Shi Ming's face was indifferent and he turned a deaf ear.
Yang Huang and Lan Jingyi were secretly angry after hearing this, but before coming, Shi Ming had told them not to pay attention to any unpleasant words they heard or any provocation they encountered.
"My old face has been disgraceful for decades, and it didn't happen overnight. Don't think you can stand up for me." Shi Ming said, "If you really want to give me a face, then let your strength speak for itself."
Although he was not respected, he was an elder after all, so Shi Ming could still sit on the small high platform in the open space like other elders.
Before leaving, he glanced at Yang Huang and said solemnly: "What I repay you two is to challenge the C-level disciples. I have no expectations for the outcome, only one request."
After a pause, Shi Ming solemnly said: "Don't get hurt. If you feel that you can't do it, retreat immediately! Also, don't think that you are very powerful in the trial meeting. Any third-level disciple here can fight all over the Endless Sea."
Invincible in the world."
The advanced competition is usually divided into three rounds. The first round is the C-level challenge test, the second round is the B-level challenge test, and the third round is the C-level challenge test.
Disciples who participate in the competition can sign up based on which level they want to challenge.
Those responsible for accepting the challenge are all the best among the disciples at this level, and the elders draw lots to decide which one to send up. This can largely prevent the phenomenon of letting each other off between the same faction.
The higher the disciple's level, the harder it is to move up.
In this advanced competition, there is only one B-class disciple who is trying to challenge the A-class. There are four other C-class disciples who hope to pass this competition and become B-class disciples.
The biggest highlight is naturally whether the nine new disciples of the Trial Association can be promoted from D-level disciples to C-level disciples after ten days of practice.
Before the competition started, the whole atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.
The nine C-level disciples selected by the elders by drawing lots will line up in order with an order. Each of them will accept the impact of a challenger next.
As long as the challenger can defeat them, they can be promoted to the same level as them.