C17

"Master, don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Su Xing did not want to continue on this topic, so he said, "Come, come, let's eat. Senior Bu specially prepared such a rich dinner for us. Let's toast to her."

"..."

Su Xing had never felt that his plan was biased. Xue Tao had always wanted to get rid of him as quickly as possible. If he could poison his food when he wasn't paying attention last time, then what about next time?

It wasn't easy for Su Xing to recover. He didn't want to be ambushed again.

Within the Qing Xuan Sect, only by obtaining the sect's approval would he be able to receive the sect's protection. And the Great Sect Competition was a very good opportunity, so Su Xing would definitely not give up on this opportunity.

In the following days, Su Xing continued to train every day. He could feel that he had already begun to break through to the eighth level of the Refinement Realm, but Su Xing did not force him to break through.

In the end, it was better to train step by step.

Time flew. The great sect competition that everyone had been waiting for had finally arrived on this day.

Early in the morning, the disciples of the Qing Xuan Sect walked in groups of two or three towards the training field of the sect.

Everyone seemed to be in high spirits, brimming with energy and vitality. Perhaps, within the Qing Xuan Sect, there were still many people who had met like Su Xing, who did not have any background, but chose to step onto the cultivation path in order to make a name for themselves. They kept a low profile and did not expose their strength.

Su Yuanying brought Su Xing and Lan Yi to the training field. Seeing the gathering shadows of the training field, not only Su Xing, who was about to go up on stage, even the little girl Lan Yi started to get excited.

"Brother Su, there are so many people!" Lan Yi exclaimed.

"Yeah, there are a lot of them," Su Xing said. "Master, let's find a place to sit first."

Su Yuanliao nodded. Right at that moment, Bu Ling'er ran over.

"Su Xing, you came." Bu Ling'Er smiled and said, "Let's sit over there."

Su Xing looked at the direction that Bu Ling'Er was pointing at. That was the VIP seats, but his master was no longer an elder of the sect.

Su Xing looked towards Su Yuan Zhan. He was asking for Su Yuan Zhan's opinion.

Su Yuanying laughed softly and said to Bu Ling'Er, "Ling'Er, we can just find a seat and not go over there."

"Martial Uncle, you have your place there to begin with. Why do you need to do this?" Bu Ling'Er asked in confusion.

"Ling'er, Martial Uncle thanks for your good intentions. I really don't want to go. You don't need to stand here anymore. The great sect competition is about to begin. Hurry up and get ready."

Su Yuanliao firmly refused to go over because he did not want to see the Third Elder. And at this time, the Third Elder who was sitting in the VIP seats saw this scene.

"Isn't this second senior brother? Why isn't he coming?"

The Third Elder walked over and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Su Yuanying and the others, and said, "The VIP seats have a wide field of vision, so we can clearly see the competition in the training grounds. Didn't your good disciple want to prove himself? Or could it be that you, Senior Brother, already know the result and are afraid of not going over to see your disciple lose too badly, and instead hiding in a corner so that you can cover your nose and cry? "

"Ol 'Three, today is the day of the sect competition. I don't want to be in a hurry with you, you'd better be polite." Su Yuanying said coldly.

"Hehe, with your current appearance, you want others to be a little more courteous to you. Su Yuanhai, don't make the younger generation here look down on you."

When the third elder left, he couldn't help but mock him, "Have your disciple prepare well. Don't expect to lose too miserably at that time, or you might not even have a life left."

"This old man is really annoying. I really want to beat him up." The blue clothed person opened his small hands and said indignantly.

Bu Ling'er stood at the side, too embarrassed to comment on the matter between the two elders.

On the other hand, Su Xing was extremely calm.

"The competition hasn't even started and he's already so confident. I suddenly want to see the Third Elder's face after being slapped."

"Alright, remember what I told you. Although the competition is important, one's life is more important. If you really can't beat your opponent, don't try to be brave." Su Yuanpei instructed once again.

"Understood, Master. You can rest assured."

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out in the training field.

"Sect Master has arrived!"

He saw a grey-haired old man walking towards the VIP seats in the middle of the crowd. His gait was vigorous and his expression was dignified. He didn't look as old as he should have at his age.

This was the Sovereign of the Qing Xuan Sect, as well as the number one expert of the Qing Xuan Sect, Xiao Qingshan.

The one following Xiao Qingshan was none other than the Great Elder of the Qing Xuan Sect, also known as Bu Ling'Er's father, Bu Fan.

After Xiao Qingshan took his seat, the other elders also sat down and prepared to witness the annual sect competition.

Under the anticipation of everyone, the great competition of the Qing Xuan Sect finally began.

Grand Elder Bu Fan, as the representative, stood up. After he gave a brief introduction of the rules, he began to draw the lots.

As in previous years, the sect competition was still divided into two groups based on age: those under sixteen and those under twenty.

The disciples of these two groups could draw lots to decide their opponents. Su Xing only needed to defeat Xue Tao in a group under the age of sixteen.

Su Ming walked up to draw a lot and drew a number seven. The other person who drew the number seven lot was a skinny guy named Zhu Neng.

Su Xing didn't have much of an impression of this person, so he didn't plan to go easy on him.

Senior brother Su, you have to be careful later, "the moment he got on the stage, he winked at Su Xing and said in a low voice," Senior brother Su, we've heard about the matter between you and Senior brother Xue. Junior brother knows the gap between us, but I beg senior brother Su, please don't make it too difficult for me.

Su Xing thought, "This guy is quite straightforward. Since he said it like that, there's no need for me to be too unreasonable."

Su Xing nodded. "Don't worry. I'll be a bit gentler."

With tears in his eyes, Zhu Nong cupped his fist and bowed towards Su Xing. Only then did the match officially begin.

Below the stage, Xue Cheng watched every move on the stage and asked Xue Tao, "Brother, can this guy do it? Why do I feel like it's not reliable at all? "

The corner of Xue Tao's mouth curled up as he smiled evilly: "Even though this Zhu Nong is a scoundrel, you must not underestimate him. The people who died in his hands are all people who hold the same view as you."