In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, it will not be conducted by drawing lots, but by challenging in the ring.
A total of 101 arenas were set up, and each branch sent a disciple to guard the arena. Disciples from other branches could come on stage to challenge as long as they were confident of defeating the arena defender.
Until no one continues to challenge in the ring, the remaining one hundred and one people will continue to compete with each other until the specific ranking is determined.
However, each disciple only has three chances to challenge at most. Once they are used up, they can either still stand in the ring or have to wait until next year.
"The purpose of the competition is to communicate with each other and promote healthy competition. Therefore, the competition in the ring must be done until the point is reached, and no one's life may be hurt. All disciples participating in the competition must remember this!"
After announcing the rules, the presiding elder said loudly: "Now, please select the disciples from each branch to guard the ring!"
Each branch hall seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The presiding elder's voice just fell, and a disciple from each hall stepped onto the ring, all with majestic equipment and majestic appearance.
After all, they are all rising stars, and those who can be selected to defend the ring show that they are the best in the hall.
However, several of the branches are exceptions.
For example, the most highly regarded Qingwu Tang.
Ximen Xiao, who was originally known as the number one person in the outer sect of Piaomiao Sect, was in Qingwu Hall, but the one guarding the ring was not him, but another disciple who was weaker than him in cultivation.
"Why isn't Qingwu Hall Ximen Xiaoshou Lei?"
"If it were Ximen Xiaoshou, no one would dare challenge that arena!"
"Ximen Xiao is the only one among all the disciples from the outer sect of our Piaomiao Sect who has reached the sect level. No one who overestimates his own abilities will dare to face him!"
"Although his reputation has been damaged many times during this period, his position as the number one person in the Piaomiao Sect's outer sect has never been shaken by anyone!"
"If he is not the one guarding the ring, it seems that the other branch guards will suffer!"
Qingwu Hall is worthy of being the first branch of the outer sect of Piaomiao Sect. Every move it makes affects almost everyone's hearts.
Because of Ximen Xiao’s actions, many people also thought of Wanfa Hall.
"Ximen Xiao didn't go on stage to defend the ring. Isn't it already obvious which branch he was targeting?"
"The competition three months ago was a huge humiliation for both Peng Gao, the master of Qingwu Hall, and all his disciples. Today, they finally have a chance to save their face. How could they let it go?"
"It seems that Wanfa Hall is going to be in bad luck!"
"Although Master Ye's teaching quality is very high, the foundation of his disciples is too poor. No matter how good he teaches, he can't make his disciples soar to the sky!"
In fact, it wasn't just these people, Ye Chen himself also had some headaches.
Although the cultivation of his seven disciples has been constantly improving, their low cultivation talents have indeed greatly limited the progress of their cultivation.
In the past three months, even though he has devoted all his efforts in teaching, Si Wenkang, who has cultivated the most successfully, has only reached the fourth level of the spiritual level.
Compared to Ximen Xiao, it is a whole level lower.
With such a gap, even if he holds a divine weapon, he cannot compete with Ximen Xiao.
However, Ximen Xiao did not go on stage to defend the ring, and his intention was very obvious, which was to target Wanfa Hall.
Therefore, no matter who he sends to the stage to defend the ring, the ending will be tragic.
"Master, let me do it!"
Wang Ke stood up and said like a sea of fire: "No matter what, someone has to go up and defend the ring!"
Ye Chen frowned, but after careful consideration, he nodded helplessly, "It seems that this is the only way..."
"I go!"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another voice.
At the same time, there was only a "whoosh" sound, and a figure jumped onto the ring like lightning.
"Junior Sister Tang, what are you doing?"
"Can you please stop making trouble?"
"You usually don't practice, now is not the time to show off!"
Si Wenkang and others exclaimed at the same time when they saw clearly jumping onto the ring.
Ye Chen was also a little surprised.
Because the one who stepped onto the stage was actually the disciple who gave him the most headache, Tang Yu!
In the four months since he started, Tang Yu has always gone his own way and has never asked him for advice on cultivation matters.
The most important point is that when the Piaomiao Sect's outer sect recruited disciples, Tang Yu arrived late, so he did not have time to take part in the test to improve his talent level.
Until now, he still doesn't know what level the opponent's cultivation talent has reached and what level of cultivation he has reached.
And every time he took the initiative to ask Tang Yu about his cultivation, the other person would either talk about other things, or talk about some inappropriate topics that would make him blush.
As time passed, he simply stopped caring.
I originally thought that Tang Yu joined the Piaomiao Sect just for fun and didn't care about cultivation at all.
Never thought that when other marbles had no chance of winning, Tang Yu would actually dare to go on stage to defend the ring?
Where do you get the courage and confidence?
But after thinking about it, he felt relieved again and asked: "Do you want to use up Ximen Xiao's opportunity to challenge?"
All disciples in the branch hall only have three chances to challenge at most.
After three chances are used up, you can no longer continue the challenge. Either you can continue to stand in the ring and wait to enter the finals, or you will be completely eliminated.
Tang Yu jumped out to defend the ring at this time, probably because he wanted to use up Ximen Xiao's opportunity to challenge and gain more opportunities for his fellow disciples.
Otherwise, Ximen Xiao will always be staring at him. No matter which arena his disciples occupy, Ximen Xiao will challenge them all the time. Wouldn’t it be that they have no chance at all?
"That's right!"
Tang Yu didn't explain too much. Instead, he turned his head, looked at Ximen Xiao in the distance, and asked in a provocative tone: "Ximen Xiao, do you dare to go on stage and fight me?"
"Huh? Just you?"
Ximen Xiao couldn't help but laugh, his laughter full of ridicule and disdain, "Are you sure you're not here to be funny?"
Not only Ximen laughed, but everyone else also burst into laughter.
"Damn it, where did this come from? You're so ignorant."
"Si Wenkang, who has the highest level of cultivation in Wanfa Hall, doesn't dare to face Ximen Xiao. Where does this guy get the confidence from?"
"The disciples of Wanfa Hall are indeed more bizarre than the others!"
"Although Qingwu Tang lost the competition three months ago, that was because the candidates for the competition were designated in advance. Otherwise, with the overall strength of Qingwu Tang, it would still be able to secure its position as the No. 1 outer sect of Piaomiao Sect!"
"Especially this Tang Yu. I heard that she didn't even participate in the test of her cultivation talent. During this period, she didn't practice as hard as others. Now she dares to jump out to defend the ring?"
"It seems that she is really here to show off her presence, so don't pay attention to her!"
Faced with everyone's ridicule, Tang Yu didn't take it at all, but continued to challenge: "Ximen Xiao, do you dare to come up and fight me?"
“I really don’t know how high the world is!”
After being repeatedly provoked, Ximen Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, "Since you like to humiliate yourself so much, I will help you!"
After saying that, he immediately stepped onto the ring with a chic attitude.
"Ximen Xiao, let's fight in the ring until the point is reached. Don't hurt anyone's life, understand?" Peng Gao, the instructor of Qingwu Hall, reminded meaningfully.
"Yes, master, the disciple will stop it!" Ximen smiled and nodded.
On the surface he agreed, but his eyes were clearly full of cruelty.
On the surface, Peng Gao was reminding him to hit the mark, but in fact, he was telling him in disguise that he didn't need to care about the mark. Even if he really killed someone, it could be said to be a competition in the ring. Swordsmen have no eyesight, and casualties are inevitable.