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"Today, your opponent is Long Clan's Hong Huan, a true disciple. According to the rumors, his talent isn't that great, but his personality is pretty good, his swordsmanship can form a sword screen, his shape is like a martial arts ring, and his defense is extremely strong. He's just the opposite of your swordsmanship's spirit, which is like a butterfly's wing, you have to be careful."

"Yes, Martial Ancestor," he replied respectfully.

Jürcke's heart stirred: Huan Huan. He felt that this name sounded familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this name was one of the contestants when he was in love with Yang Ruxue. No wonder he had invited her to meet him there. When he thought of Yang Ruxue, he unconsciously felt a little nauseous. He slightly shook his head to clear his mind of all distracting thoughts.

In the blink of an eye, the storekeeper looked at Zhu Ci, who was standing in the left rear corner of the room. This unexpected disciple of the lowest seniority stood there with his head lowered, silently shaking his head, thinking about something.

Shopkeeper Wu frowned and said: "You're too young. I was only there for you to go through the motions. You should train with your peers in the test." If they were to really compete with him, then he should be careful. Even if he can't admit defeat, it isn't a big disgrace. Be careful not to get hurt. "

Zhu Ci's body trembled. He hadn't expected this fellow to care so much about him. He only replied in a low voice, "Yes, Grand Preceptor."

"Dong, dang, dang!" Upon hearing the voice, Macro looked towards the distant arena and said to Si Shou Feng, "Grandmaster, it's getting late. Chi Chen and I are going to our respective arenas."

The storekeeper nodded, and Zhong Yi, who was standing next to him, smiled and said, "Be careful!"

On the way, he had a faint feeling that today's disciple was not right. He said to Zhu Ci, "Disciple, why aren't you saying anything today, are you nervous?"

Zhu Ci glanced at his Master, forced a smile and replied, "Nope!"

"Don't think too much into it, and don't think too much about the outcome. Although the Great Rock Mountain Sect loves face, they will never let their disciples suffer any injuries. Furthermore, you are still too young, and you came here to make up for your age, no one knows that you will enter the finals, so they won't blame you, do you understand?"

"Yes." They don't have any expectations for me, so naturally they won't blame me.

At this time, the two of them walked out of the crowd. It was not easy for them to squeeze in, but it was rather easy for them to leave. "Disciple, we need to separate and wish you good luck. Without waiting for a response, he laughed out loud.

With a sigh, Zhu Chi walked towards the stage where he was competing.

Below the stage, most of the disciples of the long door were there. From among them, Zhu Ci could see the group of people that he beat up before. Most of them were here, and those who weren't here were probably participating in the competition. The number of disciples in the Long Door was not small. The number of disciples in the Long Door would reach two hundred, which was only second to the Broken Armies Peak. It was obvious that everyone from the Long Clan knew that their opponent was a trash. Each one of them had a relaxed expression on their face.

It was obvious that they were a bunch of idiots, and didn't dare to tell them how terrifying the strength of this unremarkable disciple in front of them was.

Energetic group was obviously different. They had been waiting for the new boss for a long time. Seeing Zhu Chi's arrival, they even smiled and nodded in a friendly manner.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with your hand. Zhu Ci nodded with a smile and looked around. To his surprise, Song Shaojie was nowhere to be seen. His heart felt empty as he walked up the arena expressionlessly. This time, he could only face the competition by himself, and no one cheered him on.

An indescribable loneliness gushed out from Zhu Ci's heart. Standing on the high stage, among the countless gazes gathered below the stage, except for those who were afraid of him, he didn't have a single friend.

The youth who looked to be only seven years old silently exclaimed in his heart: "Why on earth, why, I always have to face everyone one on one, not even a friend who helped me!" Do I really have to show my strength before you two become friends!? He stubbornly bit his lips and lowered his head. His central dantian responded with the words in his heart, and an evil aura surged.

The mountain wind slowly blew through the window, blowing against his young face. It suppressed that evil aura, making him appear resolute and resolute.

"Clang!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of a ding resounded in the hall, echoing far away. Zhu Chi's heart skipped a beat. His first thought was, "Master should be starting the competition already. I hope he won't get hurt."

Zhu Ci: Yang Ruxue, I hope she is safe! Then, his heart turned sour as he thought to himself: "If she isn't injured, then it's not up to you to control her. The one competing with her is her lover!"

As he thought about this, he suppressed the evil Qi again. Suddenly, he heard a sound and forgot that he was also on the stage, until he was faced with his opponent.

He was tall, his expression was solemn, and his aura was awe-inspiring. He used to have a fiendish expression, but now he was rather gentle, and when he saw the new boss was in a daze, he could not help but have a strange expression on his face. At this time, he thought: As expected, they are afraid of the strong.

Suddenly, a burst of ear-piercing laughter came from below the stage, causing Zhu Ci's face to turn red from his contemplation. Fortunately, his complexion was dark, so it wasn't too much of a surprise.

To cover up his embarrassment, Zhu Ci cupped his hands and said, "I am a disciple of Great Rock Peak, please enlighten me, Senior Brother."

Chi Nong quickly returned the greeting and said, "I am a disciple of the Long Sect. I pay my respects to Brother Jing Nu. Please enlighten me!"

Below the stage, those who had been the first in the history of the competition to be so courteous to a good-for-nothing disciple for the first time were all in a great uproar. These people clearly did not know the truth.

The two of them greeted each other with a faint smile. They sized up the short, seven-year-old Zhu Ci, then lowered their voices and said, "Boss, if you don't act later, I will admit defeat!"

He's not going to use the same method he used in his past, is he? Just as he was about to speak.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but shout out, "Ouch! My stomach hurts. "

Zhu Ci was stunned for a moment. It was as if he had been pricked by a needle. After a while, he stopped smiling and nodded. His heartbeat quickened as he thought about the questioning he would face when he went back to report his victory. His body trembled slightly.

But he gritted his teeth, doing his best to control himself and not beat up the feigning insanity.

The faces of those who did not know about this changed into smiles in an instant. Everyone looked at each other in dismay. After a while, they all sighed, "Senior Brother Zhi Fa is the legend of our generation. How did he become like this?"

Ah!" In the next moment, he jumped off the stage as if he was an idiot, and said to the protector: "Martial Uncle, I'm sorry, I lost. I have a stomachache right now, the food in my room is not too clean these days!" Before he could finish his words, he ran away jubilantly.

In the midst of this seemingly bizarre scene, Zhu Ci announced his victory. Listening to the clamoring crowd below, which was filled with insults and curses, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He did not know how he had stepped down from the stage.

The Qi in his dantian was not only the most unstable part of his mind, but also the energy that was almost fully recovered these days. It was even more vigorous than before he started cultivating, and the Qi flowed through his entire body. Under normal circumstances, the central dantian could be recovered after being expended, but it was definitely not like how Zhu Ci's recovery after losing her martial arts was even stronger than before. She was actually as calm and unperturbed as when she first settled down in the lower dantian.

The baby's breath, which was originally sleeping peacefully in his mind, seemed to have sensed the existence of danger to his life. It was as if a fierce tiger, which was about to protect its own territory, had suddenly launched its power, and its acupoints suddenly released streams of scorching hot air, which carried a strong rotational force as they swirled through the meridians of its body, instantly sweeping away the evil Qi in the meridians of its body.

The evil energy, along with his mind, suffered from the huge impact of the heat wave, and he was immediately forced to draw out the peerless inner strength from the Middle Altar in his Dantian. It was as if the heat wave was as hateful as any person who dared to look down on him, and it headed straight for the Inscription Point in his head.

Easy Zhu Ci's mind was always calm, as if he didn't exist. Just occasionally calling out to his baby for a bit, suddenly showing his might, constantly releasing a wave of burning hot spiritual energy from his acupoint, rushing down along the meridian channels in his neck. His goal was of course the Shanzhong acupoint.