The dark night passed slowly and leisurely amid the expectations and worries of most people in the Mosha Sect.
The elders of the sect were sitting on the high platform as usual, either casually or solemnly. The top two seats were empty. Those were the seats of the sect leader and Sect Master Shang. They haven't come yet, so maybe this competition
He won't show up until the end.
It is said that the only time in the past hundred years that the high platform was full of seats was the last sect competition, when the young sect leader's disciples participated.
Mentioning the young sect leader's disciples, the disciples immediately thought of Tong Yan's big fight against Chai Ming and Chai Sheng half a month ago, and then they all looked at the stage down the field.
Go up, trying to search for that long-awaited figure.
Tong Yan, who got up late, hurriedly dressed up and rushed over, hung the duty sign on his waist, sorted out the disciples who were messed up by the wind on the road, and then slowly walked to a stage near the center.
As she stepped up the steps, her eyes were fixed on the unsightly rope tied around her waist. Suddenly, cheers rang out from all around her, which startled her who was distracted. She stumbled on her toes and almost fell on the steps.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly, hit the steps with one palm, used the force to fly up into the air, and then turned over handsomely and landed on the stage to stand still.
"Wow! Uncle Master is so handsome! I like it so much!"
"I like it too! The posture on stage is so cool. Master, please teach me!"
"I want to learn too!"
In fact, it was Tong Yan who was almost frightened by them and fell down:...it seems like I have the baggage of being an idol, how can I break it?
Contrary to the shouts of surprise from the disciples in the audience, Elder Chai's face on the high platform was frighteningly dark, and his sinister eyes stared at Tong Yan's back for a moment as if they were quenched with poison.
Yu Jiaojiao leaned back on the chair lazily and charmingly, her curvy figure on full display. When she saw the cannibalistic look in Elder Chai's eyes, she immediately laughed out loud without fear of death.
"Elder Chai, what's wrong with you? Your face is so dark and scary. Did you forget to wash your face when you went out today?" After Yu Jiaojiao finished speaking, she laughed to herself, not caring about Elder Chai's intention to kill someone.
sight.
Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more tense, other elders had to come out to smooth things over. "Elder Chai is busy with many trivial matters every day. He is overworked and does not have a good rest, so his complexion looks worse."
Yu Jiaojiao's charming eyes glanced at the elder who said it with a half-smile, neither agreeing nor refuting, as if it was whatever you said.
The gaze on the stage was so obvious that it was difficult for Tong Yan not to notice it. As for who cast this gaze, except for Elder Chai, who he had offended recently, he didn't have a second thought.
Speaking of the two people with empty seats, Sect Master Shang came back to retreat not long after knowing that Shang Xun was safe. It was not that he was in retreat. Shang Xun even went to see him a few days ago.
Shang Xun also went into seclusion for two days every now and then. During this period, she was not able to see him a few times. She thought she would not come to watch this competition.
Withdrawing her thoughts, the elimination race was about to begin, and she needed to focus all her attention on maintaining the rules of the arena in front of her.
Soon, the participating disciples came on stage. One of them passed by Tong Yan with excitement and joy, and greeted her loudly and loudly, "Master Tong, how are you doing?"
Tong Yan was shocked and almost covered his ears, but he still nodded coldly on his face.
The disciple obviously didn't expect that the legendary Uncle Tong would actually respond to him, and he suddenly became a little more excited and looked at her expectantly, "Uncle Tong, do you think I can win later?"
Tong Yan silently looked back at him, thinking that if you don't prepare, you will lose within ten rounds.
Then he shouted seriously, "The game begins!"
I was a little disappointed not to get an answer, but after hearing the words "the game started", the disciple immediately cheered up and started to confront his opponent.
Although the preliminary competition does not last long, there are too many people participating. The competitions are played one after another until the evening. Tong Yan has to stand all day long. Although his body is not tired, watching these games is like playing house.
It's the same fight, but after visual fatigue, I just feel bored.
And because her position was fixed, she had no time to watch the match between He Zhan and Xiao Lou. It was really a mistake.
The contestants who came on stage later were also very excited to compete in front of Tong Yan. They wanted to take this opportunity to strike up a conversation with her, but when they actually met her, they found that she was too cold and most of them did not dare to approach her.
After a quick greeting, he got into the competition.
The preliminary competition has been in full swing for two days. The foundation building disciples and Qi training disciples have all been selected and are just waiting for the official competition on the second day.
Winning the championship is not much better than the preliminary round. Just looking at the few spectators on the stage, you can tell how boring the competition is now.
Maybe it’s because you have a high level of cultivation and enough knowledge. You can generally tell the winner or loser just by looking at the contestants on the stage.
If she was unsure, just take a look at their fighting status, adaptability and moves, and there was basically no suspense. This also made her even less interested in watching the game.
After seeing wonderful fights, these rough contests are no longer acceptable.
Tong Yan had been standing there for two days and had already become accustomed to the gazes from all directions. She was already very good at judging the rules of the field. As long as she didn't maliciously hurt anyone or intended to cause death, she basically didn't have to worry about it.
As a result, she naturally had more free time. When she was bored, thirsty, hungry, or greedy, she took out some snacks and fruits and started to nibble on them as if no one else was around.
Others were being beaten to death on the stage, but she was leisurely watching the people eating melons. She was not kind enough. There was no rule that said the referee could not bring food or eat in front of everyone.
Of course, even if there were similar regulations, no one present would dare to interfere.
The result of everyone's silence was that more disciples brought food to watch the game the next day, including half of the referees on the field. They all followed suit, drinking tea and nibbling spiritual fruits.
Spiritual Fruit is upright and undisguised.
After all the members followed suit, the originally solemn competition ground suddenly became a stage for performing festivals in the vegetable market, without the solemnity and solemnity of the sect competition.
Elder Chai found out about this, so he sneaked out the leader, Tong Yanti, out of public favoritism, intending to severely punish her as a warning to others.
However, Yu Jiaojiao was making jokes nearby and was fooled, making Elder Chai so angry that he almost burst into smoke.
Later, the custom of the referee master working all day was changed, and two groups of Jindan monks took turns to stand guard, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.
Tong Yan in the audience smiled gratefully at Yu Jiaojiao, and Yu Jiaojiao, who liked to argue with Elder Chai, and also to please the future leader, cast a wink from the air.
Although it is difficult to gain favor with the young sect master, it is easy for his disciple.
After the morning's work was over, other Jindan disciples immediately took over her position. Tong Yan, who had just handed over the work, jumped off the stage and walked out relaxedly. She didn't expect to be surrounded by disciples within two steps.
stand up.
They all held snacks around her and invited her to taste them with great enthusiasm, either making them themselves or eating food brought from their hometown.
Tong Yan was not polite. He accepted the food one by one and paid each of them a medium-grade spiritual stone. By the way, he told them not to give it away next time because she would not accept it again. In this way, he escaped from this group of fanatical star-chasers.