Sister, I don't want to be a furnace anymore. I'm about to become an immortal.

Chapter 170: The Competition Begins

After briefly introducing himself using a fake name, Xiao Yichen learned that the old man's name was Feng He, and he was the leader of Yinling Valley.

As the other party entered the boat, Xiao Yichen was somewhat surprised to find that there were only 7 people on the entire boat, including him, 5 of whom were participating in the competition, and Feng He was responsible for escorting them.

"Hiss... Senior, you guys don't even bring a single spectator?"

Xiao Yichen was very confused. Compared with the dozens of people sent by Badaomen, this number was too small.

Hearing this, Feng He just shook his head lightly.

"If you don't have the strength, it would be embarrassing to go. It's better to go less."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yichen felt embarrassed. He turned around and looked at the three men and two women. The strongest man was only at the peak of the Jindan stage, and the rest were at the middle Jindan stage. Even the youngest girl was only at the initial Jindan stage, and she had just broken through.

"This strength...is indeed not that strong."

He sighed inwardly, compared with the Badao Sect's all-powerful peak Jindan level warriors, this was indeed a ragtag army.

"What? Do you regret it? If you regret it, you can leave now." Feng He looked at him expressionlessly.

"That's not the case. I'm just worried that someone will be sad if I take their place."

He really did not regret it. After all, he was targeting the Badao Sect. When the melee broke out, he would definitely only chase after the people from the Badao Sect. As for the results, he was still somewhat confident.

Hearing his words, Feng He laughed rarely, and then looked at the five people:

"Who of you wants to quit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, except for the man at the peak of the Jindan stage named Sun Ningqiu, the other four people raised their hands at the same time. This made Xiao Yichen stunned. After all this time, they were forced to participate in the sect competition.

"Haha, are you still worried now?" Feng He looked at him and smiled.

Xiao Yichen shook his head awkwardly, and then saw Feng He pointing at the youngest girl:

"Xiao Yao, you should withdraw and let him fight in your place."

The girl who was pointed out jumped for joy as if she had won the lottery. Xiao Yichen looked at Feng He's gloomy face, as if he could see the embodiment of his disappointment in his work.

Just like that, Xiao Yichen went to the location of the sect competition as an external aid from Yinling Valley. When the seven of them arrived, there were not many people at the registration office, and most of them were from sects with relatively low strength. It seemed that they were afraid of being embarrassed and came late on purpose.

Feng He stepped forward and handed the information of the participants from Yinling Valley to the organizer. After recording it, the person in charge of registration handed him a token and pointed to a map next to it.

"This small courtyard is the accommodation arranged for you all. Please feel free to use it."

After saying thank you, Feng He brought them to the small courtyard. Each of them had a room. After the room was divided, they went to rest. The atmosphere was very depressing.

"Are you so unconfident?"

Xiao Yichen walked towards his room somewhat helplessly. When he was about to close the door, the girl whose place he had replaced walked towards him.

"Brother, can you please speak well of this to the Sect Master for me? It's not that I don't want to participate, but..."

Xiao Yichen was stunned by the word "brother", but he felt relieved when he thought that this was the Western Continent.

"Your name is Xiao Yao, right? It's best for you to explain this kind of thing yourself. Also, I have to teach you a lesson on behalf of my seniors. You haven't even tried, so how do you know you can't do it? Even if you fail this time and lose, so what? Go back and practice hard, and you'll win one day."

After saying that, he closed the door. He was too lazy to care about these things and might as well go to sleep. What he said just now was simply because he couldn't stand these disciples.

Outside the house, Xiao Yao looked quietly at the closed door, then glanced at Feng He's room, gritted his teeth, encouraged himself, and walked towards the other's room.

"Master...I was wrong..."

This shout startled Xiao Yichen, who had just laid down.

"Hiss... Compared to this, that old ghost seems pretty good. At least she's still a lady."

After covering his ears, he fell asleep quickly. When the next morning came, he was still awakened by the sunlight outside.

After getting up and washing up quickly, he opened the door and saw Xiao Yao and his five companions waiting in the courtyard early, eating the breakfast sent by the organizer. It was quite thoughtful. After all, not every cultivator has given up his appetite, and Xiao Yichen was the same.

Feng He also came out of the house at this time. Seeing that the six people were eating, he started to make tea under the pavilion nearby.

When they had almost finished eating, Feng He took them to the place where the formal competition would take place.

It was a magnificent sight. At least it was the first time that Xiao Yichen had seen such a large venue.

"Wow……"

Xiao Yao exclaimed in surprise, it seemed that like Xiao Yichen, this was the first time he saw it.

Feng He brought them to the exclusive viewing area and walked alone towards the drawing location. When he came back, he handed a number plate to each of the five people. Xiao Yichen got number 33.

"This is the order of appearance. Wait until your number is called and go."

Hearing this, several people nodded.

There are a total of 20 teams participating in this sect competition, with 5 people in each team, for a total of 100 participants.

On the first day, only single-player matches will be held, with a total of 50 battles.

The second day was a round-robin battle with a total of 10 battles.

There was only one melee on the third day.

No killing or use of magical weapons are allowed during the competition. The rules are the same as before, simple and rough.

Xiao Yichen got number 33, which was quite late. There was only one huge arena in the entire venue, so he had to wait until the first 32 individual matches were over before it was his turn.

"Instead of building such a large arena, it would be better to build a few smaller ones."

After complaining, he sat in his seat and began to feel bored. The battle in front was really nothing interesting to him. Only the moves that appeared in a few games piqued his interest, but that was all.

When the morning passed, it was only the 22nd, and his game had to be held in the afternoon.

Except for him and Sun Ningqiu, the other three finished their competition in the morning, with three losses and a total score of 0 at present.

Feng He seemed to have expected this, and there was no big change on his face, but Xiao Yichen could feel that he was a little disappointed.

Another hour passed, and it was Sun Ningqiu's turn. The little demon shouted to him:

"Come on, Senior Brother!"

Sun Ningqiu was embarrassed, and it would be even more difficult to recover if he lost.

Xiao Yichen stood up and looked at him:

"Being afraid before a fight is a big taboo. Adjust your mindset. You are the only one left in the entire Yinling Valley."

He was not in a panic. After all, there was a melee going on and he could easily earn points. But he really looked down on those guys from Yinling Valley. They kept their heads down and looked dejected. They didn't look like cultivators at all.

After hearing his words, Sun Ningqiu was obviously stunned for a moment. After a long silence, he looked at Feng He.

"Master, I feel ashamed of your teachings."

After saying that, he walked towards the arena, but this time his steps were much steadier.

Sometimes, growth only takes a moment.

"Boy, I thank you on behalf of that useless disciple."