After traveling to the world of cultivation, I rely on the game system to survive

Today is a good day, it is the day of the sect competition.

Xia Chen followed his senior brothers and sisters from Kaiyang Peak and came directly to the large square in front of Taiqing Palace, which was the venue for the sect competition.

Xia Chen met Su Huaining, who also arrived early, at the competition venue.

The disciples who were waiting for the competition to begin were all filled with sword intent and high spirits, waiting to make a splash in the competition and become famous throughout the world.

It takes ten years to sharpen a sword, and the sect competition is the day to unleash the sword.

The venue was bustling with activity. At the beginning, Sect Leader Taiwu said a few inspiring words of encouragement. The disciples of the Sword Sect were even more excited, their eyes full of longing, and they couldn't wait to amaze everyone in the next moment!

Xia Chen listened absentmindedly for a while, holding the sword, looking around for Pei Nianyi.

After Sect Leader Taiwu finished his speech, he raised his hand and waved it. The stone tablet in front of the Taiqing Hall rose up. The tablet was huge and pitch black with golden names appearing on it. The disciples could see the real-time ranking of the competition on the tablet.

Xia Chen didn't find Pei Nianyi, so he went to the Yaoguang Peak team and asked Yin Tian, ​​"Senior Sister Yin, did you see Xiaoyi today?"

Yin Tian shook her head. "I haven't seen Junior Sister Pei for a few days. I remember she's going to have a competition soon." She looked around and asked, "Hasn't she arrived yet?"

"I couldn't find her either!" Su Huaining also came over, "Did she forget that today is the day of the competition?"

The three of them looked at each other, stunned at the same time: "She wouldn't really have forgotten, right?"

Xia Chen: …

Yin Tian: …

Su Huaining: It’s over!

"You're going to get hurt!" Pei Nianyi was awakened by seventy, eighty, or ninety communication talismans!

Everyone's urgent calls rang out at the same time, the effect comparable to the quacking of a thousand ducks.

"Xiaoyi! You're late for the competition! You have a competition today!"

"Xiaoyi, hurry to the Taiqing Palace square!"

Pei Nian woke up in an instant.

The sky was already bright, and the golden sun made it impossible to open one's eyes.

She was exhausted from the sleepless practice during this period of time, and fell into a deep sleep while meditating last night.

Pei Nian raised his hand and poured himself a basin of water. He splashed the cold water on his face and drank the spiritual tea on the table. He finally felt refreshed.

She tied up her long hair casually. It was a little messy, but the girl didn't care. She just calmly replied to the communication talisman: "I'll be there soon!"

Since he has broken through the golden elixir, he can naturally fly on a sword.

Today must be a cool appearance!

Pei Nian pinched her fingers to control the sword, and after pinching several times, the sword finally moved as she wished.

The girl stepped onto the sword carefully. After all, it was her first time in her life. Anyone who stood on a sword like this and then flew high into the sky would be terrified.

The girl stood stiffly on the sword, tentatively controlling it to fly towards Taiqing Palace at a speed comparable to that of a snail.

Others flew their swords gracefully and elegantly, but Pei Nianyi flew his sword crookedly. After a lot of trouble, he finally arrived at the square of Taiqing Palace without any danger and reunited with Xia Chen and others.

But the way Pei Nianyi rode the sword was so eye-catching that it attracted the attention of countless disciples.

When she landed, Xiao Changfeng walked up to her and said, "Junior Sister Pei, you're in such a good mood today! I hope you can make it to the end and don't let me down!"

Pei Nianyi: ... I've been ridiculed! 6!

The first round of the competition is a ring match. Each person can choose to play three games in the ring every day. If you win three games in a row, you can advance to the ring match on the second day. If you lose one game, you will be eliminated directly. If you win two games in a row and lose one game, you can play another game. If you win, you will enter the competition on the second day. If you lose, you will face elimination.

After winning three games in a row, you can also choose to become the champion and continue to defend the title.

The champion will defend the ring, and disciples from various peaks will challenge him. If the champion wins ten games in a row, he can directly advance to the top fifteen in the second round. However, if the champion loses a game while defending the ring, he will also face direct elimination.

Some disciples thought this format was too cruel. If two highly skilled players met in the first round, wouldn't one of them be eliminated immediately? Continuous defenses also presented many unstable factors, which could lead to a skilled champion failing to defend and being eliminated.

However, the sect competition is a competition that has been passed down in the Sword Sect for thousands of years. It has never been an easy task, and there is no absolute fairness in the world of cultivation.

What's more, the competition is meant to select elites. These selected elites will face cruel tests of life and death in the future, and the monsters will not show mercy.

It is actually a good thing to experience such severe and cruel tests in advance.

All in all, it was a brutal competition.

Pei Nianyi was planning to win three games a day and then go back to the courtyard to have a good rest and play some fish, just as a holiday for himself who had been practicing hard for some time.

The champion of the sect competition is just an empty title. Pei Nianyi just wants the qualification to enter the sword tomb and become stronger. Whether he can get the champion is actually not very important.

Moreover, she had already won the first place in the sect competition in the Qi Refining Stage, so this time it didn't matter to her at all.

"Master! Your idea of ​​just getting by is very dangerous! The main task is released - win the championship in the sect competition! The side task is to become the champion and win ten competitions in a row!" Little Daji always appears in time when her thoughts go astray.

Pei Nianyi:. . . . . .

Okay! She can't just think about slacking off!

"Xiaoyi, what do you think? Are you planning to play three games today? Or should we wait and see how the situation develops?" Xia Chen took the lead in asking Pei Nianyi about his plans.

Pei Nian had nothing to live for, and his face was filled with despair: "I will defend the ring today and win ten games."

"Pretty good, ten... ten games?" Xia Chen thought he had heard it wrong.

Su Huaining and Yin Tian pricked up their ears to hear Pei Nianyi's answer, and looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, you heard me right. I will defend the title today! Ten games!" Pei Nian said dejectedly.

"Why? If you can't win ten games in a row, you will be eliminated." Yin Tian repeated the rules of the competition. She thought Pei Nianyi didn't understand the rules of the competition seriously.

"Don't worry! I won't lose! I will definitely win all ten games!" Pei Nianyi insisted.

As he spoke, ten arenas in the square had already risen.

"The competition begins!"

For a moment, no disciple took the initiative to go up to the stage, and everyone was still watching.

It would be good to be the first to try it out, as it would leave a deep impression on the elders, but the situation is unclear now. If you rush in and get eliminated, it would be a waste of time.

At this moment, a graceful figure suddenly appeared on the first stage. The disciples looked closely and found that it was Pei Nianyi!

The girl's clothes fluttered and she landed gracefully like a butterfly.

A disciple who didn't know her admired her and said, "This senior sister's movements are so beautiful!"

Pei Nianyi stood there for a full half incense stick of time. When no one came up, he spoke weakly, "Who wants to fight me?"