After a while, a rustling sound came from the ravine.
Huo Qizhi and the Jindan monks leaned over together to investigate what was going on.
Tong Yan was seen sitting on the ground exhausted, with the Long Yue Sword beside him. He seemed to be aware of their arrival and looked up at them in confusion.
She blinked and asked innocently: "I am within the range of the competition stage but not on the stage. How should I calculate it?"
Master Jin Dan was also in a dilemma. Such a situation had never occurred before. According to the rules, if he was not on the competition stage, he would lose.
After thinking about it, he announced the result loudly: "Luo Huafeng's childish words fell to the ground and he was eliminated. Outer disciple Huo Qizhi won the first place!"
Then he turned around and returned to the people on the high platform.
Huo Qizhi looked at the person below. There was no look of dejection or frustration on her face, as if she didn't care about winning or losing at all.
He reached down and tried to pull her up.
But Tong Yan smiled at him and said, "What am I going to do up there? I can just walk out from here. It will be so tiring to climb up again."
She pointed at the crack she had cut.
That seems to be the case.
Huo Qizhi quietly retracted his hand and squatted there looking at her.
At this time, Shen Zhuangheng had already arrived. He walked through the crack and came to Tong Yan's side. He could not refuse but carefully helped the person up from the ground.
He scolded her softly with a worried tone, "It's just a competition, why are you so serious?"
Then he asked: "Are there any injuries?"
He helped people out, chattering like an old woman admonishing her children.
From the beginning to the end, Shen Zhuangheng never paid a single glance to Huo Qi above.
Others rushed over and asked about her physical condition one by one. Behind a group of acquaintances, there were also many strange disciples who were curious and watching the fun.
They kept talking about words of concern or admiration.
Only then did Huo Qizhi understand what he felt was missing before he came on stage.
He came off the stage with wounds all over his body, but no one greeted him.
Perhaps when Tong Yan looked at him before, he wanted to say such words of concern, but after being interrupted by others, there was nothing more to say.
This thought only made Huo Qizhi stunned for a moment, and then he threw it away.
It was just a dispensable word of concern, so what did he have to care about.
Huo Qizhi ignored the faint feeling of loss in his heart. After hearing the summons from the high platform, he stood up and answered the call.
Tong Yan smiled and responded to the concerns of some unknown people. Then she heard her name being called from the high platform, and she had a legitimate reason to escape from the surrounded crowd.
The top three foundation builders gathered on the high platform, facing the scrutinizing gazes of all the senior members of the sect.
Yu Jiaojiao looked at Huo Qizhi, then moved her eyes to Chai Sheng, and said jokingly: "This year's competition is really full of talents. Even the second son of the Chai family, who has always been known as the unrivaled one in the same level of cultivation in the sect, today He only managed to get into the top three, which shows that our sect’s strength is growing day by day.”
After saying that, he smiled to himself, completely ignoring Elder Chai and Chai Sheng, whose faces were completely darkened.
"The reason why our sect is what it is today is entirely due to the master's leadership. I really admire you in my heart and mind."
After blatantly flattering the sect leader, Elder Chai couldn't get angry even if he was angry. He glanced at her secretly and said, "Everyone can see the sect leader's foresight, but what Yu Zhenjun said is wrong. Chai Sheng is not very strong among his peers." It’s pretty good, I don’t have any rivals, I’m just grateful for everyone’s humility.”
The corner of Yu Jiaojiao's mouth raised a smile with unknown meaning. It was not uncommon to see Elder Chai secretly proud of having a powerful junior. Now that he lost, he falsely claimed that his strength was acceptable?
If that's the case, then she doesn't mind stepping on the wound again.
"Isn't that how humble Elder Chai is? I remember that in the last competition, Mr. Chai entered the top ten based on his early foundation-building skills. This year, he got third place. It can be seen that Mr. Chai has made great progress in the past ten years.
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At first glance, it may seem that Chai Sheng has indeed made progress, but Yu Jiaojiao is actually insinuating that Chai Sheng entered the top ten at the early stage of foundation building ten years ago. After ten years of hard work, he reached the late stage of foundation building, but only made a top ten.
Third, it is clearly a step back.
In front of all the elders and many disciples, he ridiculed Chai Sheng for his deterioration in ability. For the arrogant ancestors and grandchildren, it was a slap in the face.
A ruthless look flashed in Chai Sheng's eyes, and he clenched the hands in his sleeves tightly. Today is a shame, and he will definitely pay it back one day!
Elder Chai was also so angry that the veins on the back of his hands popped out. This stinky bitch always provoked him unscrupulously just because she had the support of the sect leader!
Sect Leader Shang doesn't care how the people below him fight with each other. As long as it doesn't affect the normal development of the sect, he can let them cause trouble as they please.
He looked down majestically at the people below and said in a deep voice: "Since you are the number one this year, I would like to ask you if you have any ideas."
Huo Qizhi did not reply immediately, but lowered his eyes as if he was seriously thinking about his question.
At this time, Sect Leader Shang continued, "Kung Fu, top-quality magical weapons, or the right of way to the four floors above Canghai Tower can satisfy you."
After waiting for a while, everyone was guessing what he would choose.
Huo Qizhi suddenly knelt down in front of everyone and asked loudly: "What if the disciple wants to become a disciple?"
Everyone looked at him with wide eyes, and an idea suddenly came to their mind.
This person thinks too highly of himself and actually wants to worship the sect master as his teacher!
However, Sect Leader Shang's expression did not change and he just looked at him quietly for a moment.
"Who do you want to be your teacher?"
Huo Qizhi paused and raised his head as if to see someone. On the way, he turned to look at Shang Xun, the leader of the Shang clan, and knelt down to him.
"I want to take the young sect master as my teacher! I sincerely ask the young sect master to accept me as my disciple!"
As soon as these words came out, I don't know how many people were shocked. Even Tong Yan next to him was so shocked that he felt like he had lost his thoughts.
Huo Qizhi... wants to become his master?!
Tong Yan looked at Shang Xun, then at Sect Leader Shang and then at Huo Qizhi, confusion and shock evident on his face.
Doesn’t it mean that there can only be one true disciple at the same time?
What will be the attitude of the sect leader and master?
Tong Yan was filled with surprise and doubt, but there was no place for her to speak. She could only continue to see how the situation would develop.
While she was looking at others, others were also casting curious eyes on her.
She is a direct disciple of the young sect leader, so what does she think when someone snatches her master in front of her?
And for those who knew the relationship between the two, the sight was even more ambiguous. Huo Qi was the one with the first foot, and then became the disciple of the second foot.
Could it be that the two of them had agreed to give it to him in the competition? She deliberately put the sword on the stand.
Shen Zhuangheng, He Zhan and others who were close to her were thinking about whether Huo Qizhi might have plotted against her.
Taking advantage of his status as an acquaintance, Tong Yan would never fight him with all his strength due to his temperament. The sword in the duel might not be without its meaning.
Shang Xun frowned and glanced at Tong Yan. Seeing her shocked expression, he knew in his heart that she didn't know this would happen before.
If you put your sword around and don't fight well, you'll lose the test and you'll be in trouble.
Sect Leader Shang also looked at Shang Xun. He pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and showed imperceptible annoyance on his face.
Sect Master Shang looked back and said, "Okay."
But before he finished speaking, Shang Xun suddenly interrupted in a cold voice: "No!"
Sect Leader Shang raised his eyebrows in a rare move, "Xun'er."
Shang Xun said quickly: "There can only be one direct disciple at the same time. My father must have forgotten. If you want to join my sect, you can only be a named disciple!"
The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Huo Qizhi.
If he were seeking the identity of a named disciple, he would not kneel in front of him in such a grand manner.
Simply registering a disciple is not Huo Qizhi's purpose.
After Shang Xun said these words, Sect Master Shang's face visibly darkened, and his gaze on Tong Yan below became particularly cold.
Tong Yan felt a chill in his heart, remembering the inexplicable and ominous premonition before, it seemed that it was really going to come true.