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

Chapter 1: point

After Sun Ningqiu came on stage, he faced an opponent who was also at the peak of the Jindan realm. The two actually knew each other, but their relationship seemed to be quite bad.

"Haha, Sun Ningqiu, if I remember correctly, your Yinling Valley should still have 0 points so far. I don't know how you have the nerve to participate in the competition." The man laughed sarcastically.

"Wang Zhan, doesn't your Fengyan Sect only have 2 points more than us? What's there to be proud of? Maybe these 2 points are all you'll get."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator named Wang Zhan kept shaking his head with a smile on his face, as if he had heard a joke, his expression full of disdain.

Seeing him like this, Sun Ningqiu didn't say anything more. Everything would be decided in his hands.

Seeing that both players were ready, the referee shouted "start", and the two rushed towards each other in an instant. There was a loud "bang" sound, like two mountains colliding with each other. The battle was very fierce.

Xiao Yichen continued to eat the food in his hand and watched their fight with a bored expression. He had seen so much punching and fisticuffs that he felt a little visually fatigued.

"Brother, do you think the eldest senior brother will win?" Xiao Yao watched the battle ahead nervously.

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen handed her a roast chicken:

"The two are almost equally strong. It depends on who can last longer and who wants to win more. That's who will win."

Xiao Yao seemed to not understand. How could anyone who wanted to win win? Was this competition that simple?

He ignored him and continued to watch the battle in front. At this moment, both of them were using all their strength. The special stones under their feet could not withstand their destruction and were breaking apart inch by inch.

"what……"

Sun Ningqiu roared and seized an opportunity to punch the opponent hard in the chest. Just when the fist was about to hit, Wang Zhan showed a smile of success on his face, took the punch head-on, and slapped Sun Ningqiu in the eyes.

Both of them flew backwards in an instant, but the winner was immediately apparent. At this moment, Sun Ningqiu knelt on the ground and kept rubbing his eyes. He felt his mind was in chaos and his consciousness was a little unclear.

On the other hand, although Wang Zhan had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his condition was better than Sun Ningqiu. The main reason was that Sun Ningqiu no longer had the strength to fight, so what followed was his unilateral suppression.

"Ah... why is that guy using such dirty tricks!"

The little demon on the stage screamed angrily, and Xiao Yichen shook his head after hearing it. He didn't understand what kind of flower this was grown in a greenhouse. If it were him, let alone dirty tricks, he would most likely kick the other party in the genitals.

Just when he thought the match was over, Sun Ningqiu refused to surrender. No matter how the opponent hit him, he gritted his teeth and endured it, which made the faces of the people in Yinling Valley full of worry.

"Master, please let the referee take action. If the fight continues, the eldest brother will be injured in the foundation." Xiao Yao hurriedly ran to Feng He and begged him to admit defeat, but was directly rejected by the other party.

"Losing isn't so scary. What's scary is losing all the time, until you all think you deserve to lose and that I've been too indulgent with you!"

Upon hearing this, several people lowered their heads. Xiao Yao also slowly sat back in his seat, staring at the arena without blinking.

In the end, the miracle did not happen. When Sun Ningqiu was about to be beaten to death, the referee stopped Wang Zhan. Xiao Yao and several others rushed out when the referee took action and carried back Sun Ningqiu, whose face was covered in blood.

Feng He took out a pill from the space ring and gave it to the other party. Not long after, Sun Ningqiu stood up again, lowering his head in shame.

"Master, I'm sorry, I still disappoint you."

Feng He shook his head and patted him on the shoulder.

"It was a good performance. I'm very satisfied with it this time."

Several people seemed to be hallucinating and looked at Feng He in disbelief. Why did it feel like the sect leader was very happy even though they lost the game?

Feng He didn't explain too much and asked everyone to return to their seats.

Xiao Yichen was still eating the food in his hand. When he was almost finished, it was finally his turn. He stuffed the garbage into Xiao Yao's arms.

"Help me throw it."

Regardless of the other party's refusal, he put on black clothes and walked downstairs.

When he arrived at the arena, he was facing a cultivator at the middle stage of Jindan. His cultivation level was apparently the same as his, but he didn't know if it was intentional by the organizer.

Neither of them wasted any words. After the referee announced the start, the man on the opposite side attacked him. The reason why Xiao Yichen wore black clothes and a mask was because he didn't want to reveal his identity. For this reason, he changed his black clothes and mask, and prepared to give Badaomen a big surprise.

He controlled his own strength at the middle stage of Jindan, and kept circling around his opponent, occasionally throwing a few punches at him. The two chased each other back and forth in the arena, fighting for a long time without a winner. The spectators were almost falling asleep. This fight of theirs was the most boring.

"Is all you can do is run? Do you dare to fight me like a man?"

The man behind him seemed to be getting impatient with the pursuit and roared. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yichen did not stop, but increased the frequency of his counterattack.

With just this little change, the man behind him instantly lost his courage. Every time he attacked, Xiao Yichen could perfectly avoid most of the damage. It was as if Xiao Yichen's fists had eyes, and he could not dodge them no matter how hard he tried.

After a few minutes of stalemate, the man stopped where he was, breathing heavily, looking like he was about to collapse, with scars of all sizes all over his body.

On the other hand, Xiao Yichen was fine except that his clothes were slightly wrinkled. The difference between him and him was obvious, but no one became suspicious.

"I surrender."

Just when Xiao Yichen was about to take the initiative to attack the opponent, the opponent simply threw away his arms and gave up, walking towards the stage panting.

The referee helplessly announced that Xiao Yichen won the match, but he only announced his fake name.

After returning to his seat, Feng He called out to a few people and walked outside. All their games for the day were over.

The current score of the entire sect is 1, which is the result of Xiao Yichen winning the game just now.

After returning to the courtyard, except for Xiao Yichen, the other five people were pulled together to make a summary. Listening to the familiar review, he thought he had suddenly returned to Blue Star.

He covered his ears again and went to sleep after eating. After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly knocked on his door. When no one responded for a long time, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Yao and the other four people slowly walked to his bed and shouted several times, but Xiao Yichen did not wake up. Finally, Xiao Yao directly shook him awake.

After dispersing the power of the heavenly tribulation that was blocking his ears, he looked at the few people with some confusion.

"The sect leader said that everything about tomorrow's round-robin battle will be arranged by you." Xiao Yao said loudly, afraid that he still couldn't hear him.

"I know, I know! No need to be so loud!"