Junior Disciple C

If Deacon Zhang knows something, it can be roughly equivalent to the fact that the whole sect knows it.He is the biggest gossip leader of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The news I got from Fang Yang this time, he turned his head and told it out within a quarter of an hour after saying goodbye to Fang Yang.

It is passed on from ten to ten, and the speed of gossip news has always been faster than any urgent military situation.It's just that this time it didn't cause the lively onlookers and discussions like last time, because everyone has more serious matters to pay attention to.

Yesterday was the competition for Qi Refining Stage disciples. One hundred quotas have been determined, but there are still ten quotas for Foundation Establishment disciples that have not been finalized. These ten quotas will be selected by today's Foundation Establishment Stage competition.

The group arena was also held in the martial arts arena, and there were only a lot more people onlookers than yesterday. Most of the onlookers yesterday were disciples of the Qi refining period. come.

But today, regardless of their level of cultivation, almost everyone who was free came and surrounded the arena with three floors inside and three floors outside.

A simple martial arts competition would not have such a big effect, and the chief culprit of this crowded scene was the legendary second disciple of the sect master——Cao Zirui.

From the day Cao Zirui got started, he had been wearing a halo that almost blinded him, such as the one-of-a-kind top-quality single spiritual root, the one-year foundation-building miracle, and so on.

He is only about 1.7 meters tall, but when everyone looks at him, it feels like he is carrying a high platform with him. People can't help but want to look up, look up at this legendary genius.

However, a genius belongs to a genius, but no one knows the true strength of this genius.

He is a direct disciple of the head of the sect, no matter whether it is practicing swords or cultivating, he will not be with other disciples.Moreover, he has a withdrawn personality, and he can't keep warm when he is in a hurry, let alone raised in pens like this.

Apart from his master and Elder Zhou in Lingxiao Sword Sect, he hardly had any friends who could speak a few words, and naturally no one had really seen him make a move.

But the more this happened, the more curious everyone was, wondering whether this genius was really what they had imagined, a genius who rode so far away from everyone that he couldn't even see his back.

Today is a good opportunity, Cao Zirui will participate in this group arena, everyone can take advantage of this opportunity to observe and learn.

The martial arts competition started on time at Chenshi, and the head of Ji also sat on the viewing platform in advance not long before Chenshi.As for Elder Zhou, who was supposed to come with him, he couldn't come to watch the battle because of some urgent matters.

The martial arts competition in the foundation building period is different from the Qi refining period, and being able to build the foundation has already explained the talents and strengths of these disciples.

Compared with the large number of people and the mixed Qi refining period, Head Ji pays more attention to today's competition. After all, Head Ji's beloved little apprentice will also participate today, and it is the first competition, so he must not be late .

As for the less beloved disciple, Xue Ren learned from yesterday's lesson, and stopped serving tea and water graciously, but stood silently beside Sect Master Ji, waiting for orders.

However, this did not bring him a single compliment. Compared with the full praise he gave to Cao Zirui, when he faced Xue Ren, it was as hard to say as if he had become richer.

With the referee's order, the competition officially began.

The arena where Cao Zirui was standing attracted the attention of the audience. With him around, all the other players were just foils.

The mood of Cao Zirui's opponent at the moment was the same as yesterday's junior disciple named Zhou Liang who met Fang Yang in the first match. He didn't have any other thoughts in his heart except the word "unlucky", and he didn't have any fighting spirit to win.

Ten moves, he didn't even manage to pass ten moves under Cao Zirui's hands, he was directly thrown away by a sword, and he had no choice but to lose.

Everyone: "..."

Is this gone?

The audience who were eagerly waiting to see a wonderful fight in the audience were surprisingly unanimous in their moods.There were no dazzling tricks or dazzling sword moves. Cao Zirui almost defeated his opponent without using his spiritual power.

This is different from what you said!This show is not good, refund the ticket!

Although they didn't buy a ticket, even if they did, they couldn't get a refund.

Everyone waited to see the next match in disbelief. The opponent in the next match was better, survived twenty moves, and then Cao Zirui picked up the sword in his hand again.

The crisp sound of the blade hitting the floor also resounded in everyone's hearts.

No, is it that easy to win?

They didn't even see what was going on!

However, the leading actor Cao Zirui couldn't hear the voices of the crowd at all, and he didn't care if he really heard it. He maintained such a capable way of making moves all the way to the finals.

The opponent in the final was a powerful fellow disciple named Wu Kai in the late foundation establishment period.And Cao Zirui has only been practicing for one year now. Although he has built a foundation, he has broken through the sky, which is the early stage of foundation establishment.

The opponent was two realms higher than him, and the situation was extremely unfavorable for Cao Zirui.

Cao Zirui didn't look worried at all, and everyone was not surprised.They will be surprised when there is an expression on that iceberg's face.

This time, Cao Zirui seemed to be in a tough fight. He wrestled with his opponent for nearly a hundred rounds without winning or losing.

This fellow named Wu Kai in the late stage of Foundation Establishment did not hold back at all. He is the root of the three spirits of gold, fire and earth. iron sword.

At the same time, when the sword edge slashed past, there was a faint scorching air wave in the strong wind, and the air was so hot that it was slightly distorted.

However, when these heat waves hit Cao Zirui's sword, they all turned into a vast white mist.

Cao Zirui has a single spiritual root of the water system, water and fire are incompatible, and whoever is stronger has always restrained the other.And the purity of the spiritual power of the three spiritual roots is far inferior to that of Cao Zirui with the single spiritual root.

Wu Kaisheng wins because his cultivation base is higher than Cao Zirui's, so he can maintain the current balance, and he has not shown signs of defeat for the time being.

But it was only for the time being, he knew that if he continued to procrastinate like this, he would definitely lose.

Cao Zirui was taught by Sect Master Ji himself, and his swordsmanship is so superb that it is not known how far behind his fellow sects who are all groping by themselves.

From the first competition till now, Cao Zirui has never used his full strength at all. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

If not, this contest would have ended long ago.

Although he didn't know if Cao Zirui did this to belittle his opponent or if he had other plans, but Wu Kai was suffocating in his heart. Is this high-ranking personal disciple of the head of the sect really that good?These ordinary disciples are destined to be trampled by Cao Zirui for the rest of their lives?

He wants to win once and see!

He held a sword in his right hand, but pinched a formula with his left hand hidden in his sleeve robe.

He has used both gold and fire attributes, but so far he has not used the spiritual power of the earth element.

He was waiting for this moment!

Suddenly, a place on the ground of the masonry arena turned into soft mud, which was the place Cao Zirui was about to step on, but Cao Zirui didn't seem to notice it.

As long as Cao Zirui steps into this quagmire, he can take the opportunity to win!Wu Kai thought a little excitedly.

However, Cao Zirui landed on the muddy ground as he expected, but there was no sign of sinking or being entangled.

It was only then that Wu Kai discovered that a thin layer of solid ice had formed on the ground at some point, Cao Zirui did not step on the swamp he made with the magic formula, but stepped on the ice.

"Seven." Under panic, before Wu Kai could react, Cao Zirui suddenly said a number.

He swung his sword horizontally, forcing Wu Kai to take a big step back.

"Six." Immediately afterwards, the second sword came, faster and fiercer than before, Wu Kai hurriedly raised his sword to parry, barely blocking it.

"five."

"Four."

Cao Zirui's every strike was faster and more powerful than the previous one.

He was imitating the seven-sword lore that Feng Ye swung yesterday to seal the victory.

It's a pity that when he said "three", Wu Kai's wrist was numb due to the strong force coming one after another, and the hilt of his sword was dropped.

The victory and defeat had already been decided, Cao Zirui withdrew his sword.

Unsurprisingly, he became the champion. Sect Leader Ji on the spectator stage was full of joy, but Cao Zirui didn't have any joy on his face.

Instead, he frowned slightly.

no.He denied himself in his heart. In fact, when it came to "three", even if Wu Kai's sword hadn't been released, Cao Zirui couldn't continue to slash the last two swords.

The key to these seven swords is that each sword must be stronger and faster than the previous one, so as not to give the opponent a chance to charge back.

But there is always an upper limit to human strength and speed. How to distribute the strength and speed of each of the seven swords sounds easy, but it is very difficult to implement.

If it's light, it can't shock the opponent. If it's heavy, just like Cao Zirui, when he said "three", he has reached his upper limit and can't continue.

In Feng Ye's battle yesterday, he didn't use any complicated and fancy sword techniques, he just controlled every sword of his with almost terrifying control.

Cao Zirui marveled at this control, and today, he also tried to do it himself.However, he tried to hit the opponent at the same place with each sword, but he could not connect three times in a row, and his prediction would be messed up because of the opponent's sudden change in the trajectory of the sword.

He tried to use the seven swords lore again, but it still failed.

Perhaps, regardless of his cultivation and spiritual roots, he is far inferior to that junior disciple who only has the third level of refining Qi.Cao Zirui was a little lost in thought.

"Zirui, well done!" Sect Leader Ji's laughter finally called back Cao Zirui's wandering spirit.

Only then did he wake up from the arena to the viewing platform, and stood in front of his master and bowed.

Headmaster Ji looked at Cao Zirui with satisfaction and relief, he felt that this little apprentice was good at everything, good in talent, serious in cultivation, neither arrogant nor impetuous.The only thing that is not so good is that it is always expressionless, but this small deficiency can be ignored.

Presumably it will not take many years for Cao Zirui to cultivate to Yuanying, and he will be able to unload the burden of being the head of the sect and hand over the Lingxiao Sword Sect to him.

Just like when the master handed over the Lingxiao Sword Sect to the senior brother...

Ling Yun failed to fulfill his master's entrustment, committed a heinous crime, offended God, caused Ling Xiao Sword Sect to suffer heavy losses, and a large number of elite disciples died in the dream of reaching the sky.

He has not recovered from the fire that burned the world, and he will face accusations from other sects that seem to shirk their responsibilities.

Under such pressure, Ji Chengyue, as one of the only Nascent Soul stage monks remaining in the sect, was forced to take over as the head of the sect for a hundred years.

But he knew that his abilities were limited. Although he was a Nascent Soul, among the Nascent Soul cultivators, his strength was at best considered mid-level.

Therefore, in the past hundred years, under his leadership, the Lingxiao Sword Sect has no signs of rising. He tried his best to keep the Lingxiao Sword Sect from falling out of the top ten sects in the world.

He has never been able to become a true Megatron strongman like his senior brother, nor can he lead the Lingxiao Sword Sect to the true peak.

What he can't do, he can only hope for the next generation.Cao Zirui was his expectation.

He thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but say it: "Zi Rui, a year ago you were a young man who couldn't even use a sword, and in the blink of an eye you became a sword repairer. It won't be long, I guess The thousand-level stone ladder and hundreds of checkpoints are nothing to worry about."

He was half joking, and expressed his great expectations for Cao Zirui.

Cao Zirui's reaction to this was mediocre, he didn't understand the point of this sentence at all, the head of Ji was almost saying that he was the next head.

But Xue Ren was different. He was always smart, and he had to think deeply if there was no special meaning, let alone such an obvious hint.

His master is so biased to such an extent? !Even the position of head is going to be passed on to Cao Zirui? !

Why? !

Cao Zirui?Why!

Xue Ren's jealousy at this moment is like a rising tide, and he can't hold back anymore, gushing out.

He looked at Cao Zirui with a gloomy face, and the resentment and hatred accumulated for many days were almost exhausted.He almost wanted to step forward and question Master loudly, questioning Master's injustice.

Obviously he is also a disciple taught by the master alone, why is he so harsh on him, not even giving him a good face?

As for Cao Zirui, the master gave almost everything he could, praise, Ling Xiao swordsmanship, and now he even gave him the position of master!

Xue Ren's fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles were so hard that they turned white. His remaining rationality told himself in his heart that he couldn't do that.

Doing so won't get him anything back... NO!He should have had it!

What Ling Xiao swordsmanship, the position of master, should have been his!

Cao Zirui who appeared halfway snatched it away!Xue Ren gritted his teeth and thought.

He tried his best to maintain a calm face, not to show any strangeness in front of the master.But the uncontrollable anger still showed a little from the shadowy eyes.

Fortunately, Sect Leader Ji's thoughts were all on Cao Zirui, and he didn't pay attention to Xue Ren at all, and his abnormality was not discovered.

Finally, when the competition was completely over, Master Ji announced the champion, said a few words in the same way to encourage the rest of the disciples to follow him, and then left.

"Zirui, come with me to Tayun Palace. There is still room for improvement in your moves today." Sect Leader Ji said to Cao Zirui.

"Yes." Cao Zirui replied with a bow.

"Master, then I'll go first." Xue Ren said goodbye suddenly.

Headmaster Ji turned his head to look at the senior disciple who had been completely forgotten by him, and nodded to Xue Ren.

Then he took Cao Zirui and left without looking back.

Xue Ren bowed to the backs of the two who were walking away, and when the two of them had completely walked away, he suddenly tossed his sleeves as if venting his anger, shattering the bricks and stones within a three-foot radius.

This is still incomprehensible, as soon as Cao Zirui appeared in front of his eyes, the fire in his heart would be hard to dissipate.

He didn't have any feelings for this junior. Cao Zirui only started last year, and he was already at the Jindan stage. He was away from the sect for most of the year. It can be said that he and Cao Zirui hadn't met much.

His senior brother is a born iceberg, he can't even say a word of the truth, and he has never shown respect to his senior brother. It's no wonder that Xue Renneng has feelings for Cao Zirui.

No, not without emotion.

After all, hatred is also a kind of emotion. He definitely has a deep hatred for Cao Zirui. He wished he could cut him into pieces and let Cao Zirui return everything he took away from him.

only......

He couldn't do anything to Cao Zirui by himself.

No matter how talented Cao Zirui was, he had just established his foundation. In front of Xue Ren, who was already in the middle stage of Golden Core, he could be crushed to death with a single finger.

However, as soon as he left some traces when he did it, he was discovered by the master...  

That result would not be what he wanted to see.

His master was so close to holding Cao Zirui on top of his heart, if something happened to his precious little apprentice, he would definitely investigate it to the end.

Therefore, this hand must not be moved by oneself.

But who could he turn to?

This matter must not be spread outside the public, and if it happens, that person must not confess himself.

Unlike Cao Zirui, who was very unpopular, Xue Ren was very popular in the sect, and there were quite a few people who could be regarded as friends with him.

But at this moment, none of these friends can help, Xue Ren can't rest assured that even if there is a little bit of news about what he wants to do, he will be lost forever.

He must find someone who can be completely trusted, but who can be completely trusted...

Xue Ren thought in distress, he was full of thoughts in his heart, and walked with his head buried, not paying attention to whether there was anyone in front of him.

"Ouch!" Someone suddenly called out.

The house leak coincided with the continuous night rain, Xue Ren was in a bad mood, but someone bumped into him indifferently.

Xue Ren was about to lose his temper when he saw the junior disciple who had been hit by him and fell to the ground hastily got up and apologized to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Xue Ren suddenly stopped the anger he was about to utter, not because of this apology, but because...he had a faint feeling that the person in front of him looked familiar.

Where had he seen this man before?

He squinted his eyes and looked at the other party, wondering if the junior disciple was frightened by his gloomy expression, and turned around and ran away after apologizing.

Xue Ren didn't think of the result for a while, and continued to walk two steps forward with some doubts.

He was recalling as he walked, and he always felt that there was something crucial that he had overlooked.

He dug out all the trivial things that happened in the past two days and went through them all again. Those seemingly unrelated fragments were gradually strung together.

Collision...the yellow flowers that fell out...sunflowers...poisoned!

Xue Ren turned his head abruptly and looked at the direction that person left just now. He finally remembered who that person was. Wasn't that Lu Chengye, the champion of yesterday's qi refining period competition? Defeated, but Lu Chengye is still the champion in name.

At the same time, Lu Chengye was the one who collided with him at the corner yesterday morning, and when the collision happened, a yellow sunflower fell out of Lu Chengye's body.

At that time, Xue Ren didn't care about Lu Chengye's guilty and flustered expression, but thinking about it now, he couldn't understand it any more.

The unlucky person mentioned by Deacon Zhang who ate the sunflower by mistake was most likely killed by Lu Chengye. The purpose, of course, was to get rid of the most powerful competitor.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally broke through a poisoning incident.

Normally, Xue Ren didn't even bother to take care of this kind of thing.

But at this moment, this incident inspired him, and he finally realized what kind of person he could trust completely.

Of course it is someone who has a handle.

Xue Ren looked at Lu Chengye's back, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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