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Rong Yi swept his gaze over the 16 people surrounding them. One of them was the person he had injured with his invitation card the day he teleported over. He remembered that Rong Su seemed to have told him to … Quan Feng, right, his name is Quan Feng.

Bu Qi slightly tilted his head and said to Rong Yi: "Master, they are the Tai Yuan Sect's people."

"I know."

Quan Feng pointed at Rong Yi and said, "This big belly Sissy is the culprit that caused our Big Senior Sister to be annulled, causing our Big Senior Sister and Tai Yuan Sect to be ridiculed by others. Damn it, this daddy has waited in Jinlin Institute for a few hours, and finally brought you here.

Rong Yi was speechless. After walking around, they actually came to Jinlin Institute.

Bu Qi held the child with one hand and took out the long sword with the other. "Master, hold me tight and don't let yourself fall."

"Yes." Rong Yi put his hand on Ye Zichen's shoulder.

Quan Feng stared fiercely at Rong Yi and said, "Everyone attack together."

Sixteen disciples of Tai Yuan Sect rushed towards Rong Yi and the others.

Bu Qi waved his long sword and a fierce wind swept across them, immediately sending the sixteen disciples flying.

As this was the Jiuxu Sect and the other party was from the Tai Yuan Sect, it was not easy to injure them too viciously, making it hard for Sect Leader to do anything. After Bu Qi swept the people away, he immediately rode his sword and left.

The 16 disciples of Tai Yuan Sect hurriedly caught up with Bu Qi and tried to catch up to him. However, with their abilities, it would not be easy for them to chase after Bu Qi.

Bu Qi shook them off easily.

"What bad luck. I came to the sect to test myself, but still encountered so many things." As Rong Yi was speaking, he heard a cheer coming from not too far away: "What happened earlier? Why is it so noisy? "

Bu Qi said, "It seems like we're at the competition arena."

Rong Yi said in a speechless manner, "When I was trying to find it, I couldn't find it. When I didn't want to find it, I appeared in front of us."

"Is Master going to take a look?" Bu Qi asked.

Yin Tao heard the lively voice and said excitedly, "I want to see! I want to see!"

Rong Yi said, "Then let's go take a look."

the Giant Peak Mountain was a large mountain peak that had been flattened by the mountain peak. The ground was wide, and could contain several hundreds of thousands of people.

When Rong Yi and co. arrived at the giant mountain, they saw more than a hundred thousand disciples surrounding the giant mountain, each with different levels of disciples competing in different circles. At the edge of the mountain, there was a huge row of seats with big rocks, for Sect Leader and the elders to use.

"Mom, look, it's Rong Yi." Wei Wenxiao pointed at Rong Yi, who flew down from the sky, and said.

Rong Wanyin's face was cold. "So he didn't come to the Giant Peak Mountain before, it really made it easy for us to find him."

"Mom, there's someone at his side, so it's not easy for us to take action. What are we going to do next?"

Rong Wanyin narrowed her eyes as she looked at the competition arena. Her gaze flickered as she said, "Don't worry. I have a plan."

She got up and left her seat, found the administrator who presided over the Qi Refinement disciple competition, and whispered to him.

This deacon once owed her a favor. After hearing what she said, he immediately nodded his head in agreement and added Rong Yi's name into the list of contestants.

Rong Wanyin returned to her seat and said to her son, "Done."

Wei Wenxiao was puzzled. "How did you get it done?"

Rong Wanyin laughed coldly. "You just have to wait and see a good show."

Rong Yi, who was accompanying his son, did not know that someone was scheming against him. While accompanying his son who was excited to stay at the Qi Refinement level, and watch the fights between the disciples, he teased his son: "How about I throw you up?"

Yin Tao said excitedly, "Alright."

Rong Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You don't think they're playing around, do you?"

At this time, the Qi Refinement s finished their competition.

The deacon who presided over the competition went up on stage and shouted, "Ma Jing of the Void Dao Peak, Peng Yifei of An Xu Feng, Wei Shiqiu of Empty Peak, Tian Miao of Ultimate Void Peak, Chang Fuming of Emptiness Peak, Rong Yi of Tianxu Peak, all disciples whose names are heard come out."

When Rong Yi heard the deacon call out his name, he was stunned for a moment.

Bu Qi, who was standing behind him, frowned. Why was he called Tianxu Peak's Rong Yi? Could they all have the same name?

They should all have the same surname. After all, Rong Yi had just passed the test. It would take at least two years before he could qualify for the competition.

When Wei Wenxiao heard the foreman call Rong Yi, he immediately smiled at Rong Wanyin, "You don't need our hands to destroy him. Mother, you are really tall."

Rong Wanyin smiled complacently.

The five disciples immediately jumped onto the stage.

The deacon that presided over the competition only saw five people and shouted again: "Rong Yi from Tianxu Peak, please come up quickly. If you don't go up now, you will be forced out."

Someone knew about Rong Yi's situation and asked: "Deacon Yu, are you mistaken? The Rong Yi from Tianxu Peak does not have a Spiritual Root, how could he come to compete. "

Deacon Yu did not answer his question: "Is Tianxu Peak's Rong Yi here? "If you're still here, then hurry up and go on stage."

Rong Yi turned to Bu Qi and asked, "The Rong Yi that they were talking about seems to be me. Why am I going up on stage to compete?"

Bu Qi didn't know what was going on either.

A disciple shouted: "Honored Deacon Yu, Tianxu Peak's Rong Yi would not fight without a Spiritual Root."

"That's right, he's pregnant. What if he goes on stage and gets pregnant?"

The surrounding disciples laughed out loud. "It's not scary to have a baby. What's scary is if you say you want to have a baby during a fight."

Everyone laughed even more heartily.

Rong Yi saw that everyone was laughing at him and squinted his eyes.

At this moment, someone caught Rong Yi's eye and pointed: "Rong Yi is over there."

Everyone looked at him, "Senior Brother Rong, the deacon called for you to come up. Why aren't you going up?"

"He doesn't have a Spiritual Root. If he goes up, he would be courting death."

"Tsk, if it was me, I would have gone up even if there were no Spiritual Root. It's fine if I lose face, but I can't let others look down on me."

"How can anyone else compare to you? He's a coward."

Hearing everyone saying that his father was not, Yin Tao shouted unhappily: "My father is not a coward."

"He's not a coward. Let him go up and fight." When the disciple who said this noticed that Yin Tao looked like Rong Yi, he immediately added, "Ai, this kid looks similar to Brother Rong. He can't be the freak that Brother Rong gave birth to, right?"

When Rong Yi heard that Yin Tao was a freak, his eyes sharpened as he placed the child into Bu Qi's arms. "Help me watch over Little Tao."

Bu Qi asked worriedly, "Master, you want to go up?"

"What a disciple said is right. It doesn't matter if you lose face, but you can't let others look down on you." Rong Yi walked to the side of the stage and put his hands on it. He found that the stage was taller than he had expected. He had a big belly, so it was really inconvenient for him to jump onto the stage.

He turned around and called out, "Bu Qi, come over here. Let me borrow your hand."

When everyone heard this, they laughed out loud, "You're really useless for not even going up to the arena."

Yin Tao shouted angrily, "Daddy is not a useless person."

Bu Qi pulled up his belt before he left and sent him to the dueling platform with ease.

When Wei Wenxiao saw him on stage, he excitedly said, "Mom, he's going on stage! He's going on stage!"

Rong Wanyin sneered, "Chang Fuming from Void Peak has a grudge with him, he won't let him get off so easily."

Rong Yi walked up to the disciple who said that his son was a freak: "I want you to apologize."

The disciple was puzzled. "What apology?"

"I want you to apologize for saying my son is a freak."

"Alright, if you win, then I'll apologize to him." The disciple curled his lips, "If you can win, then it's not a problem for me to kneel down and offer him some tea."

Rong Yi sneered, "He is Taoist Sage Yun Yi's little disciple, which is also your Martial Granduncle. It is only right for you to kneel and offer him some tea."

He was not a patient person. If someone bullied him, he would be a fool if he did not use his status and privileges.

The expression on the disciple's face changed, "Are you for real?"

The others looked at each other.

A disciple said, "I think I heard that it really happened."

The other disciples sympathetically patted the disciple who was about to drink the tea and said: "Guo Duan, it seems that it doesn't matter whether Senior Rong wins or loses, you have decided to drink the tea."

Guo Duan gritted his teeth and said: "Other than toasting, I also kowtow ten times to apologize to him."

"Remember what you said." Rong Yi snorted and walked to the center of the stage.

Chang Fuming took out the long sword and pointed it at Rong Yi. "Rong Yi, I will not show you mercy because you do not have the Spiritual Root. Also, we should settle our debts from that year."

At that time, he liked it very much, and even felt that the magical instrument should belong to him. However, when Rong Yi heard that he liked the sword, he also liked the sword that he wanted to choose, although Rong Yi did not have the qualifications to choose the magical instrument, but Bai Yunchen could. When Bai Yunchen heard that Rong Yi liked the sword, he took it away immediately, because among the disciples of the same lifetime, Bai Yunchen's ability was the strongest, and his promotion speed was the fastest.

After that, not only did his master not comfort him, he even said that his skills were inferior and that he could only accept his fate. He had to admit that Bai Yunchen was truly a cultivating heaven's material, he had long been promoted to the Jindan Stage while he was still stuck at the ninth level of the Qi Refinement.

"…" Rong Yi wondered how many people the original owner had offended.

"Rong Yi, show us your magical instrument."

The disciples below the stage all mocked: "Is he a magical instrument? Even if he has a magical instrument, does he have a Spiritual Energy to drive it? "

One of the disciples asked, "Senior Rong, do you want us to lend you an ordinary sword?"

The disciple next to him asked, "Do you have an ordinary sword?"

"I still have a toy sword, I'm going to give it to little junior brother, who just came in."

"Senior Brother Rong, be careful. Don't get pregnant. The physicians are all competing in pill refining at the Pill Peak. They don't have the time to help you give birth to a child."

When everyone heard this, they once again burst out laughing.

Rong Yi swept his gaze across them and used the Spiritual Energy to activate the magical instrument's bracelet. A beautiful white-green long sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone was stunned.

Rong Yi shook the long sword in his hand, and did some warm-up exercises. However, his body did not train for many years, and his bones were extremely stiff, so much so that even swinging his sword was not easy.

Below the stage, Bu Qi saw that the way he swung his sword didn't look like he was a novice. Instead, he looked like he hadn't held a sword in a long time. However, he felt much more at ease when he saw that Rong Yi was knowledgeable about swordsmanship.

The disciples below the stage muttered: "I'm not seeing things am I? Senior Brother Rong's sword actually has a spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy is extremely dense, even better than Senior Brother Chang's first level Honor Stage magical instrument."

"I'm not wrong, his sword indeed has a spiritual energy."

"He does not have a Spiritual Root, how can he drive a spiritual energy's sword?"

Everyone was at a loss.

At this time, the deacon shouted, "Let the competition begin."