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Chapter 7 Protagonist: I am a Level 6 Qi Refiner who is not worthy of a name

After the morning competition, the inner gate competition was over. The afternoon competition was the outer gate competition, which was not as interesting as the inner gate competition, but since everyone had skipped classes, they just watched it.

In a room of the outer school, the teacher came in and looked around the empty school, sighed in disappointment, and when he saw the only student, he was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

As expected of my uncle, he is more stable than other children, responsible and promising. I will devote myself to cultivating a new generation of outstanding talents until my death! ——Just as the master was silently setting his ambitious goals, an elegant voice sounded at the door.

"Excuse me, Master."

The person who came was He Jian. Tianlu Peak was entirely managed and connected to the outside by him, so the older generation in the sect all knew him.

The teacher looked at him, then looked at Luo Yiyi whose desk was empty, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"We are about to go to class. If you have anything to say, let's talk after class."

He Jian smiled and bowed to the master: "What I want to talk about is asking for leave for my great-grandmaster."

"Ask for leave? What do you mean?"

The teacher was confused. Children here usually don't come to school if they don't want to. Learning depends on self-consciousness. After all, the knowledge learned is related to one's life. The teacher is not responsible for the students' lives, so he naturally has no right to interfere with their learning intentions. This is the first time that a "guardian" has asked for leave for a child.

"It's time for the outer sect competition now. The final vacancies will be decided soon, not to mention there will be an award ceremony afterwards. My uncle said he wanted to go and see this rare scene to broaden his horizons and gain some knowledge for the competition in five years. So I came to ask for your leave, I hope you will approve it."

The Master was stunned for a moment, then thought that since it was held every five years it was indeed something worth seeing, so he nodded in agreement with a serious face.

Before he could say anything, Luo Yiyi had already run to He Jian and bowed to him obediently to say goodbye.

"Go ahead, don't forget that you still have to hand in your homework even if you don't attend class. Copy the poem three times and memorize it when you get back. I'll check your recitation in class tomorrow."

After the two figures, one big and one small, flew away on their swords, the teacher rolled his eyes and resolutely decided to skip class and watch the game, under the pretext of going to find his students.

Considering that they were going to watch a competition, He Jian specially used a flying magic weapon. It was a huge lotus platform, half wrapped in lotus leaves, so that Luo Yiyi could watch the game without worrying about falling.

When we arrived at the arena, we could see from afar that the sky was filled with people suspended in mid-air. Everyone was cheering for their favorite contestants, and no one noticed a new lotus platform.

Holding onto the lotus leaf, Luo Yiyi looked down and saw that the competition was getting intense. She saw a figure and told He Jian to control the lotus platform to get closer.

On the field below, two figures quickly exchanged blows and then retreated. Countless tornadoes were moving rapidly around them on the field. Sharp spikes kept rising from the ground, leaving almost no place to step.

According to the people around, one of the two people on the field is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the other is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Especially the eighth level Qi Refining, he is really a genius, he entered the outer sect at the age of 6, and in just six years he went from the third level of Qi Refining to the sixth level of Qi Refining. He can enter the inner sect at such a young age, and it is estimated that he will go further in the future.

"Unfortunately……"

Everyone understood what he had not finished saying, it was a pity that he was born with such a face. A huge, ugly black birthmark covered the right half of his face, which was very horrifying.

Most people are obsessed with looks, and even cultivators are no exception. After a cultivator reaches the stage of building a foundation, his tendons and marrow can be cleansed, and a beauty pill can keep his appearance at a certain stage, so cultivators are generally very beautiful, and it is no wonder that ordinary people would say they are immortals when they see them.

However, he didn't know whether such an ugly appearance of his could be removed after building the foundation. If it could not be removed, although the world of cultivation respected strength, it would still cause considerable trouble in daily practice.

The first thing to do is to become a disciple. Just look at all the disciples under Xuanyuan Zhan, they are all heroic and handsome. I wonder if he would accept such an ugly but powerful person?

Soon, most of the spectators began to debate the "importance of appearance in cultivation". Everyone was expressing their own views, and it felt like they could write a paper in a matter of minutes.

"cut!"

He Jian sneered after hearing this. The saying that strength is respected in the cultivation world is not just talk. Only when you reach a certain level can you experience the cruelty of it. Thinking of lowering his head, he saw Luo Yiyi's doubtful gaze. After coughing, he concentrated on watching the game.

The match below was about to come to an end. The eighth level Qi Refining competitor was obviously much stronger, and taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, a stone hand suddenly emerged from the ground and grabbed the body of the sixth level Qi Refining competitor. The eighth level Qi Refining competitor smiled confidently, and pointed the spiritual sword in his hand directly at his opponent's face, with a light of victory bursting out of his eyes.

"Lost."

As soon as He Jian finished speaking, the scene on the field suddenly stopped, and the smile on the face of the eighth-level Qi Refining Master froze.

His body was still in mid-air making the stabbing motion. He lowered his head and slowly looked towards his chest. A small sword with a golden glow was pressed against his heart. If the magic had not been frozen at the end of the game, he would have probably become a dead soul under the sword.

Looking up at his opponent again, cracks gradually appeared on the stone hand, and then dazzling golden light shone from the cracks. The next second, the golden light burst out completely, and the stone hand was completely shattered, becoming a pile of useless rubble.

The sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator fell from mid-air. Although he was supported by magic and did not hit the ground, he was obviously seriously injured. His broken organs were even revealed in the blood he vomited from his mouth.

The Qi Refining Level 12 cultivator who slowly landed on the ground had a trembling look in his eyes. He thought he had been working very hard in his cultivation, but he never thought that the -year-old child he met today would work even harder than him. It really proved the saying that there are always people better than you. Today, he underestimated his opponent, but he lost with conviction.

Specially equipped medical personnel quickly landed on the scene, first ran to the more seriously injured person and fed him precious elixirs, then assisted with healing techniques, and the seemingly serious injuries actually began to recover visibly.

People around left one after another and flew to Tianyi Square. The award ceremony that was about to begin was also very interesting. Just being able to meet the headmaster and all the peak masters was a bonus.

He Jian felt strange when he saw Luo Yiyi's eyes were fixed on the person at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Yiyi, shall we go?"

After taking a final look at the protagonist, Luo Yiyi stood up and nodded. Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, He Jian stopped asking and controlled the lotus platform to fly to Tianyi Square.

According to tradition, the headmaster and the masters of each peak will appear together at the end.

According to seniority, Luo Yiyi's status is higher than the headmaster and the masters of various peaks, and she should stand at a higher position.

So when He Jian put her on the steps, before they had time to evacuate, the senior executives had to show up in advance due to the rules.

The nine people stood at the bottom of the steps that were shorter than Luo Yiyi and saluted in unison.

"Disciple greets Uncle Master!"

Luo Yiyi nodded, and nine people stood up and came to her left and right. The disciples below had already been as quiet as chickens, and now seeing the top leaders in place, they all saluted.

"Disciple greets his uncle-master, the sect leader, and all the peak masters!"

After lifting everyone up, the head of the sect spoke in a deep voice.

"The Tianyan Sect's sect competition has concluded. The top ten disciples from the outer and inner sects are coming forward to claim their rewards."

Twenty people hurried out of the team and lined up in a specific order, with inner disciples on the left and outer disciples on the right.

The deacon under the master's seat arranged for the corresponding prizes to be distributed to everyone, and after the end, the master continued to speak.

"The first three disciples from the outer and inner sects come forward!"

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