Douluo: Start by taking control of the Holy Spirit Church Saint

Chapter 293: Come and meet me
The Ao Jian Sect's defense was extremely tight, but it did not stop those from other sects who wanted to go up the mountain to watch the competition.

Huo Yuhao simply used his royal power to sweep a few disciples who were standing guard on the roadside, and then he took Yu Qiu and easily climbed up to the foot of the mountain along the main road.

As lush greenery began to appear on both sides, the sounds of disciples training gradually grew louder. Looking up slightly, Huo Yuhao saw the bluestone steps that stretched to the end of his sight. At first glance, they looked like a ladder leading to heaven.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Huo Yuhao looked up and gazed at the ancient stone steps that had existed for who knows how many years. He slowly closed his eyes and there seemed to be a faint sound of swords, coming from the end of the stone steps, and quietly echoing in the mountains and forests, like the sound of a bell, which was intoxicating.

The Ao Jian Sect does have some good points.

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At the end of the long stone steps, there is mist and clouds. Behind the mist is a huge square. The square is paved entirely with huge stones, which looks simple and majestic. In the center of the square, a huge stone tablet stands tall. On the stone tablet are recorded the names of all the past leaders of the Ao Jian Sect and those who have made great contributions to the sect.

Looking around the square, there were nearly a thousand disciples sitting cross-legged in a semicircle. Without exception, they all wore the same robe. On the cuffs, long sword embroidery fluttered in the wind, like a living thing, faintly containing some faint sword intent.

At the top of the square, there are some towering stone steps. The steps go gradually upwards. Generally speaking, the higher you go, the higher the seniority of the people sitting on them. On the highest stone platform, three old men are standing, and below them are a dozen middle-aged men in white robes who are sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. Although these middle-aged men do not have any special features on the surface, their robes are as hard as steel and do not move at all no matter how the wind blows. This makes people know that these protectors of the Aojian Sect are really not simple!
In the square, nearly a hundred disciples were facing each other in pairs, with long swords in their hands like rain, launching fierce attacks on their opponents. For a moment, the air was filled with sword intent, which was a spectacular sight.

The cultivation levels of these soul masters are mostly between the third and fourth rings, and they are all outstanding youngsters of the Ao Jian Sect. Whenever there is a sword-fighting competition in the sect, they like to use them as appetizers for the major sects that come to observe, and some of them are meant to show off the strength of the sect.

Huo Yuhao took Yu Qiu by the hand and mingled among the visiting guests. The cloth bag containing Wu Yifan's severed head was stained with blood. The blood had already coagulated along the way and was temporarily placed in a different space after being frozen by Huo Yuhao's ultimate ice.

The disciples of various major sects who arrived one after another did not make any rash noises to disrupt the atmosphere of the competition in the square. Although some powerful elders of the Ao Jian Sect were aware of the arrival of these guests, they did not react at all and sat cross-legged quietly on the ground. It seemed that they had already gotten used to it.

In the wide square, the only sound was the collision of swords as the Proud Sword Sect disciples practiced. Time also passed quietly amid the crisp sounds of metal clashing.

Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire mountain top.

At a certain moment, deep in the main peak of Aojian Mountain, a mighty and majestic aura, like a giant dragon awakening from ancient times, descended with unparalleled pressure!

The majestic aura, like a giant dragon awakening, enveloped the entire Ao Jian Sect in an instant. A powerful pressure that the disciples had never felt before spread from the depths of the peak and finally filled the square.

All of a sudden, all the Ao Jian Sect disciples in the square couldn't hold back the awe in their hearts and knelt down on their knees towards the place where the aura spread. The guests from various sects who came to watch the competition and the elders of the Ao Jian Sect, although they did not kneel, they also bent down respectfully.

“This momentum…” Nan Shuishui stared at the depths of the main peak with her beautiful eyes, and a hint of shock appeared on her pretty face. She had not expected that in today's competition, the leader of the Aojian Sect, who had been in seclusion for a long time, would actually bring such a big shock to everyone.

"Oh no... This old guy actually broke through to the Super Douluo!" At the moment when the momentum burst out, the faces of some people from the sects that had some grudges with the Ao Jian Sect suddenly changed, and there was undisguised shock in their suppressed voices.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Just as everyone was whispering, the majestic aura emanating from the depths of the main peak became stronger and stronger. Finally, a loud laugh suddenly rose into the sky, and under the gazes of countless people, a white shadow suddenly emerged, and then stepped on the void and slowly came towards the competition square.

"Chen He, on behalf of the Ao Jian Sect, welcomes all the guests who have come to observe the competition!"

The man was wearing a very simple white robe, which fluttered in the breeze, giving him a sense of elegance. He didn't look very old, and his face didn't have the wrinkles that an old man should have. Instead, he looked like a piece of warm jade emitting a gleam of light. If it weren't for his long snow-white hair, it would be hard for people to think that he was a strong man of the same generation as Du Bu Si and other old monsters. However, judging from the awe on the faces of the Ao Jian Sect disciples below, this man was indeed the current Ao Jian Sect's Sect Master Chen He.

"Congratulations to Sect Master Chen for reaching the Super Douluo realm!"

Some guests from other sects who wanted to make friends with the Ao Jian Sect congratulated them one after another, while those from sects that had old grudges with the Ao Jian Sect looked a little unnatural.

"Today is the annual sword-fighting competition of my Aojian Sect. I hope that all the guests can get what they want." Chen He announced with his hands behind his back, a look of neither sadness nor joy on his face.

"I know you don't want to hear too much nonsense, so let's officially start this sword fighting competition!"

As Chen He finished speaking, two rows of neatly-dressed disciples filed in from the aisle on the side, each of them with the rebelliousness that was expected of them at their age. Countless spirit rings emerged, instantly illuminating the entire square with brilliant light.

"Where's Yifan?"

Chen He glanced around below, but didn't find his favorite student whom he respected, so he couldn't help but ask.

“This…” The three elders looked at each other awkwardly and had to make up a lie: “Yifan had some insights during his trip. He must be in seclusion at home and unable to come.”

Chen He knew Wu Yifan's character, but he didn't expect that the boy would disappear at such an important time. He couldn't help but frowned.

"Well, since the chief disciple Wu Yifan is in seclusion, let the second-ranked disciple step out according to seniority and preside over the competition."

"Who said Wu Yifan didn't come? It's just that he didn't come in full."

The young man's nonchalant words immediately broke the silence of the square.

Suddenly, the sun shone from the distant sky, shining through the cover of the misty clouds and hitting the very back of the visiting guests. There, a slightly thin boy, holding the hand of a girl who seemed to be out of touch with the world, finally slowly appeared in countless sights.

He took light steps and put down the cloth bag in his hand. A large head opened by itself and rolled silently in the quiet square.

Chen He's face suddenly turned gloomy. He stared at the young man and woman whom he had never met before, and there was a hint of extreme anger rising in his tone.

"who are you?"

"A nameless boy passed by here with his lover. It happened that the son of your noble family was choosing a concubine. He actually intended to murder us, so I taught him a lesson."

The young man raised his head slowly, stared at the dust in the air, and spoke softly.

My writing style has been criticized recently, so I will try to write it a little better. It’s just a little watery. I hope readers can see the different plot in the second half of this work.

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