I want to go back to my original world and live an ordinary life.

After hearing what Qiu Shuang said, Qiu Yan looked in the direction of Qiu Shuang's finger and saw an old man in a gray robe with white beard and hair standing with his hands behind his back to watch the game on the stand. Qiu Yan took a look at the old man and felt that he was quite extraordinary. The spiritual energy he exuded was quite strong. Although Qiu Yan could not determine the old man's specific cultivation, Qiu Yan felt that with the strong spiritual energy exuded by the old man, this old man was at least at the level of a second-level great spiritual master.

After looking at the old man, Qiu Yan didn't say much. He turned his gaze to Qiu Shuang, thanked Qiu Shuang, and then walked towards the old man. After walking to the old man, Qiu Yan first bowed respectfully to the old man, and then said, "Senior, do you want to sign up for the training competition?"

Hearing Qiu Yan's words, the old man shifted his gaze from the stone platform to Qiu Yan. He looked at Qiu Yan and then said calmly, "Yes! Register with me." The old man's tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard. After that, the old man stretched out a hand to Qiu Yan, and then continued, "If you want to participate in the competition, just give me the badge."

Hearing the old man asking for a badge, Qiu Yan nodded, and then handed the small sword-shaped badge that the woman had just given him to the old man. The old man took the badge from Qiu Yan, and after injecting some spiritual power into it, a row of fluorescent small words appeared on the small sword-shaped badge, which read, Qiu Yan is nineteen years old.

Seeing the row of fluorescent small characters, Qiu Yan couldn't help but become curious. Qiu Yan didn't think it was a big deal that this thing knew his name. After all, the woman just wrote her name on a yellow paper, and then the yellow paper disappeared after wrapping the badge. However, Qiu Yan didn't seem to have mentioned her own age, but this badge could know her age, which really made Qiu Yan a little confused.

In fact, anyone who often goes to the training ground knows this kind of thing. The blood and essence that Qiu Yan dripped on the paper before was actually used to measure age. In this world, it is difficult to tell a person's age just by looking at their appearance, so in this kind of competition, blood and essence are usually used to calculate age. Measuring age in this way is the most accurate method and it cannot be faked.

After knowing Qiu Yan's name and age, the old man looked at Qiu Yan again, then nodded slightly and said, "At the age of 19, you have such a high level of cultivation. It seems that you are also a genius!" After that, the old man smiled, then put Qiu Yan's small badge away and said, "Okay, find a seat and wait for a while. I will arrange a game for you after this game is over."

Qiu Yan was very happy to hear the old man say that he would arrange a match for him after this match was over. After all, it was better to play early than late! So after hearing what the old man said, Qiu Yan happily thanked the old man, and then prepared to find a place to watch other people's matches first. As soon as Qiu Yan turned around, he saw Qiu Shuang and Xiao Nan had walked behind him without knowing when, and the two of them seemed to have heard what the old man had just said, so as soon as Qiu Yan turned around, Qiu Shuang pointed to the stands next to him and said to Qiu Yan, "Let's go there and wait!"

After listening to Qiu Shuang's words, Qiu Yan looked in the direction of Qiu Shuang's finger and found that there was an empty stand, so he smiled and nodded, agreeing to Qiu Shuang's proposal. So the three of them went up to the stands together and watched the two people fighting on the stone platform below like ordinary spectators. One of the two people on the stage was tall and the other was thin, but both of them were sixth-level spiritual masters with average fighting skills, so Qiu Yan felt that it was boring after watching for a while and stopped watching. But Qiu Shuang and Xiao Nan were watching very enthusiastically at this time, and the two were still guessing who would win.

Qiu Yan was not interested in guessing who would win or lose. He didn't bet on money anyway. Instead, he became curious when he saw Qiu Shuang's high spirits. He looked at Qiu Shuang and said, "Miss Qiu Shuang, it's almost evening now. Is it okay if you don't go back now?"

After hearing what Qiu Yan said, Qiu Shuang glanced at Qiu Yan, then smiled and replied, "It doesn't matter. The shopkeeper knows that I'm out. It's okay even if I don't go back tonight. Besides, I have to go to the auction house in the evening, so if I go back now, I will have to go out in the evening. It's better to wait here and watch the guest's performance."

"Performance?" Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard the word, but then he understood what Qiu Shuang was talking about, so he smiled and said to Qiu Shuang, "My performance may disappoint you, but if you want to watch it, just watch it here. We'll leave together after you finish watching it."

After Qiu Yan finished speaking, Qiu Shuang smiled, and then the two stopped talking. Qiu Shuang and Xiao Nan watched the game attentively, while Qiu Shuang was wondering how to get first place in this training ground. Should it be calculated based on the number of wins in the game or something else?

Just when Qiu Yan was thinking about this, a gong sound interrupted his thoughts. The gong sound came from the stadium. He looked up and found that the game on the stone platform had ended. The winner was a thin man. Qiu Yan didn't think anything of seeing the thin man win, but Xiaonan and Qiu Shuang felt a little incredible at this time, because they both agreed that the tall man would win, but they didn't expect that the final winner would be this thin man.

After the fight on the field ended, the man holding the gong announced the result of the match, and then the two men left the field. After the two men, one big and one small, left the field, the man holding the gong hit the gong again, and then he shouted to the air, "Next game, Qiu Yan vs. Hu Shao! Two-handed players, please come on stage!" After that, the man holding the gong stepped aside. Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous when the man called his name, but Qiu Yan didn't get stage fright at this time. After taking a deep breath, he stood up and prepared to go to the stone platform to compete. At this time, Xiao Nan looked at Qiu Yan who stood up and clenched his fist and said to Qiu Yan, "Brother! Come on, you will definitely win!"

Hearing Xiaonan cheering for him, Qiuyan just smiled and didn't say much, then Qiuyan walked down the stands and walked up the stone platform step by step. After walking up to the stone platform, Qiuyan first bowed to the man holding the gong, and then looked at the audience and Xiaonan on the stage. At this time, a man wearing a long gown and holding a folding fan, who looked particularly heroic and handsome, also walked onto the stage. As soon as this man came on stage, the audience immediately cheered! Some shouted something like "Mr. Hu will win", and some shouted something like "Mr. Hu, I love you!" He acted like a big star.

Seeing that Master Hu appeared with such great momentum, Qiu Yan couldn't help but wonder, Master Hu is so popular, if he beats him later, will he be unable to leave this training ground? You know, the audience in this training ground are not ordinary people. The audience here are all cultivators. Although their cultivation is not high, if so many people come together to beat him, he won't be able to bear it. After all, no one can say for sure that there are no such brainless fans in this world.

Young Master Hu seemed to be used to this kind of appearance. He walked slowly onto the stage and ignored the audience cheering for him. After he walked onto the stage, Young Master Hu glanced at Qiu Yan. Seeing that Qiu Yan was not as good as him in terms of dress and appearance, and was extremely rustic, Young Master Hu could not help but snorted coldly. Then, while shaking his folding fan, he said to Qiu Yan, "Qiu Yan, right! Although I don't know how Old Man Yue arranged you to be in the same group with me, it's your bad luck that you met me! But I'm in a good mood today, because if I defeat you, I can have a 100% chance of winning, so I'm giving you a chance to admit defeat today, so that you won't lose limbs later!"

After Hu Shao finished speaking, before Qiu Yan could say anything, he heard someone in the audience shouting again, "Give up! Give up!"

Hearing the audience shouting for him to admit defeat, Qiu Yan was speechless for a moment, thinking that it would be a bad idea to admit defeat right after he got on stage! But looking at the audience on the stage again, Qiu Yan felt that he really couldn't win this match. It was estimated that the audience on the stage, except for Xiaonan and Qiu Shuang, were all people who supported Hu Shao. There was no point in him fighting again. Then he thought that he wanted to give it a try today, and it would be okay to admit defeat. At worst, he could start again tomorrow! Thinking of this, Qiu Yan made a decision in his heart. He smiled, cupped his hands towards Hu Shao and said, "Hu Shao is mighty, I admit defeat!"

Qiu Yan turned around and prepared to leave, but at this time Hu Shao called Qiu Yan again and said, "Wait a minute!"

Hu Shao's voice was full of disdain. Qiu Yan turned around and glanced at Hu Shao after hearing what Hu Shao said, and asked curiously, "Is there anything else, Hu Shao?"

After Qiu Yan finished speaking, Hu Shao ignored Qiu Yan and just closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking. At this time, Qiu Yan heard two words shouted from the audience: "Kneel down! Kneel down!"

They shouted these two words in unison, and their voices were so loud that Qiu Yan's ears hurt. To be honest, Qiu Yan felt that their shouting was quite impressive, but it was a little hard for Qiu Yan to accept that they asked him to kneel down and admit defeat. However, Qiu Yan knew that their thoughts were just Master Hu's thoughts. As long as he could convince Master Hu, they would stop shouting. So after thinking about it, Qiu Yan scratched his head and said to Master Hu, "Master Hu, I have already admitted defeat. Do you think I don't need to kneel down?"