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In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed. The day of the sect competition finally arrived. This day was an extremely important moment for the entire sect.

The disciples who are about to take part in the competition are all eager to try, and they all want to show their skills in this competition and prove their strength and value.

The sect competition lasts for 15 days and is divided into three stages. The first is the five-day outer sect competition, which will determine the best outer sect disciples; the next is the five-day inner sect competition, in which the inner sect disciples compete fiercely; and the last is the highly anticipated five-day elite competition.

The venue for the sect competition was a wide and magnificent square, surrounded by towering mountains, like a natural audience seat. The square was paved with smooth bluestone, showing the traces of time. In the center of the square, a huge competition platform rose from the ground, the platform was wide enough to accommodate multiple people competing at the same time.

The arena was surrounded by gorgeous flags and ribbons, fluttering in the wind, adding to the festive atmosphere. There were audience seats under the arena, which were lined up in rows, providing a comfortable viewing environment for disciples and spectators.

At the edge of the field, a barrier array was set up to ensure the safety and order of the competition. The barrier flashed with mysterious light, isolating the entire field from the outside world to prevent interference and accidents.

In a quiet valley, the sun shines on the green square. The disciples of the sect are neatly lined up, their eyes focused on the front. The sect master stands on the high platform, with an upright posture and a serious expression.

The sect master cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "Dear disciples, today's competition is of extraordinary significance. This is not only a test of your own strength, but also an important test of the sect's inheritance. On this stage, you will show your skills and courage, but more importantly, you must show the spirit and glory of the sect!"

He glanced at each of his disciples, his eyes revealing determination and expectation. "Remember, during the competition, you must respect your opponent and uphold the principles of fairness and justice. Winning or losing is not the ultimate goal, but to improve yourself through competition. No matter what the result is, you must remain humble and calm."

The sect master paused for a moment, then continued, "Let us take this competition as an opportunity to work hard for the prosperity of the sect. I hope you can all perform at your best, and let us witness the rise of the new generation of the sect together!"

After the speech, warm applause broke out in the square. The disciples were full of passion and fighting spirit, ready to show their strength in the next competition.

At the moment the competition began, the sect master and the elders sat on the high platform, their figures were solemn and majestic. The disciples stood by, their expressions were focused, and their eyes revealed their anticipation for the competition.

The clan leader was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an extraordinary temperament. His eyes scanned the whole place like a hawk, not missing any details. The elders surrounded the clan leader, some closed their eyes to rest, some whispered to each other, all of them looked confident.

Chu Ziyu stood silently beside Rong Yu, staring at him. He keenly noticed that Rong Yu seemed to be avoiding him on purpose, and even when he saw him coming, he just nodded slightly. Chu Ziyu's eyes could not help but reveal a hint of doubt and loss.

Rong Yu also noticed the loss in Chu Ziyu's eyes, but his heart was full of contradictions and confusion. Recently, his memory has become increasingly chaotic, and many fragments that did not exist before keep coming to his mind - especially those scenes about him secretly kissing Chu Ziyu in the dead of night, which made him feel at a loss. Faced with such a complicated emotional entanglement, he really didn't know how to deal with it, so he chose to escape and try to avoid meeting Chu Ziyu.

Since the cold poison in his body was cured, Rong Yu never took the initiative to visit Chu Ziyu. The relationship between the two gradually became subtle, as if there was an invisible barrier between them. Chu Ziyu secretly pondered the reason for Rong Yu's change of attitude, but he could not figure it out; Rong Yu was deeply trapped in the vortex of memory, thinking hard.

On the high platform, Liu Changle, Wu Xiao and other disciples appeared one after another and stood behind the elders. At this moment, Liu Changle was concentrating on overlooking the outer sect competition being held in the square below.

Suddenly, a contestant on the stage caught Liu Changle's attention. He carefully observed the man's fighting style and body movements, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart - except for the different face, this person is exactly the same as his brother! Liu Changle frowned tightly, and his eyes were always fixed on the unique figure on the competition field.

After a whole day of fierce competition, the first day of the outer sect competition finally came to an end. This person had never lost in any competition. When night fell, Liu Changle quietly waited on a quiet path, waiting for that person to appear. When Liu Changle appeared in front of him, there was no surprise in his eyes.

"Brother, why are you here? Don't you know how dangerous this is?" Liu Changle walked straight up to the other party and asked with concern.

Wang Yu looked at the person in front of him, with a trace of relief in his eyes. He said softly: "I really can't let you face all this alone. Even if you have the ability to break into the top three and successfully enter the treasure pavilion, there are many restrictions and dangers. How can you deal with it? I wanted to do my best to walk side by side with you, but time is tight. I had no choice but to disguise myself as an outer disciple and sneak in. In my heart, nothing is more important than your safety. If we can't complete the task in the end, we will just leave and find a secluded place to live in seclusion, away from the hustle and bustle of the world."

Liu Changle's heart was shaken, but then he thought of the hardships his brother had gone through over the years. After countless life-and-death tests and intrigues, his brother finally ascended to the throne of the head of the hall; and he himself had also gone through hardships and endured hardships for many years before he came to this point. Seeing that life was gradually getting better, was it going to be wasted because of the failure of this mission?

If they fail to complete their mission, the Demon Lord will not give up and will hunt them down with all his might. What awaits them will be endless escape and hiding. Do they really have to fall into such a desperate situation again? No! Never! Liu Changle clenched his fists tightly and secretly told himself that he must not repeat the same mistake...