The Heavens: From Knowing Whether You Rule the World

Chapter 117 Seven Clans Martial Competition!

The wind howled incessantly, galloping between heaven and earth.

The usually naughty Little Gray has become much more obedient. He tentatively took one or two steps forward, squeaking with some excitement. Big Yellow seemed to be accustomed to it and lay there obediently, not moving a single motion.

The amber red silk was soft yet strong, and it broke through the sea of ​​clouds.

The boundless blue sky was like an upside-down deep sea, almost pure and transparent, boundless and magnificent. The clouds were like water splashes, with long clouds floating up, as if they were reluctant to leave, like the waves of a big river, floating in the air.

In the distance, a majestic mountain towering into the sky stood proudly. There, among the misty white clouds, the sound of bells could be heard echoing in the sky.

Tongtian Peak seems to really lead to the sky.

Under the boundless blue sky and beside the majestic mountains, countless rays of light of various colors are flying and lingering. The closer to Tongtian Peak, the denser the light becomes.

The colorful lights represent the outstanding disciples of Qingyun Sect, which makes people inexplicably feel a little more expectant.

Not long after, Chu Hong and Tian Ling'er landed at the "Sea of ​​Clouds" in the Six Scenes of Qingyun.

"Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, and Junior Sister."

Chu Hong glanced sideways, and it turned out to be his senior brother Song Daren.

Tian Ling'er was lively and responded immediately, and the two of them slowly walked over.

Zhang Xiaofan was a little unfamiliar with wielding the sword, but not slow. He fell behind by a few steps and then slowly caught up.

As the people from Dazhu Peak gathered together, Song Daren smiled graciously, "Senior Brother Changmen, who is in charge of reception, has led Master and Master's Wife to Yuqing Temple. I guess Senior Brother Changmen will come to take in the participating disciples from various peaks later. Let's wait here together!"

"Big Brother, please come here for a while. Do you have any news about the disciples from different sects?"

Tian Ling'er asked curiously. It was her first time to participate in the Seven Clans Martial Competition and she was not even familiar with some of the procedures.

Song Daren looked around and said, "From what I have known over the years, Xiaozhu Peak has accepted a powerful disciple, and Qi Hao from Longshou Peak is also a top-notch expert. Senior Brother Xiao from Changmen is not participating in this competition. Old Seven has reached the ninth level of Yuqing, so he is sure to be in the top three of the test."

Tian Ling'er was immediately happy when she heard this, "What about Lin Jingyu?"

Back then, when they were both at the fourth level of Yuqing, she was almost defeated by Lin Jingyu, and she had long since become disgusted with that man's attitude.

Song Daren shook his head slightly. He only knew the news through some exchanges. Lin Jingyu was a key figure in Longshou Peak's training, but he had not revealed any information in the past two years.

"Humph! It would be fine if that guy doesn't come to participate, but if he does, he'd better pray that he doesn't run into me and Junior Brother. Last time, he had the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon in his hand, but Junior Brother crushed it with one hand. I want to see how arrogant he can be."

Tian Ling'er looked a little angry. Lin Jingyu was talented. This was an objective fact and everyone had to admit it.

But, too arrogant.

Especially when there are people who are more talented than him but are gentle and kind, the contrast is quite big, which makes his arrogance even more intolerable.

"Oh? He suppressed the Dragon Slaying Sword with one hand and dimmed its light. Is this Junior Brother Chu Hongchu?"

A beautiful woman with an oval face, long hair and a faint smile on her lips.

Afterwards, there were five or six disciples from Xiaozhu Peak, each of them was extremely beautiful.

Chu Hong looked handsome and unrestrained, calm and noble, and smiled gently, "If Senior Sister Wenmin is right, then it should be me!"

Wenmin smiled brightly and nodded slightly.

Such demeanor is worthy of someone who surpasses Qi Hao.

Naturally, the people of Dazhu Peak would not hide the fact that Chu Hong suppressed Qi Hao.

Therefore, although most people do not know what Chu Hong looks like, they do know that there is such a person as "Chu Hong", who has surpassed Qi Hao, the eldest disciple of Longshou Peak, and is one of the most popular figures for the first place in this Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

Wenmin looked at Song Daren again and spoke in a more proactive manner.

Unfortunately, Song Daren is a bit honest and hard to flirt with.

Not long after, Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and other people from Longshou Peak also came over.

Without much greeting, a shrill scream like thunder shook the whole place.

Hundreds of Qingyun disciples on the square looked up and saw a red light flashing over. It stopped above the square in a moment. A red fairy sword emitting fairy energy was suspended in the air in the middle of the square. A Taoist priest from the Tongtian Peak stood on it and said loudly to the disciples of various sects standing on the square:

"My fellow brothers, the headmaster and the chief monks have ordered that all the brothers who are going to participate in the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition come to the Jade Purity Hall to speak."

The mountain breeze blew, white clouds floated in the air, and hundreds of Qingyun disciples in the square made a commotion for a while, then one after another they walked out and headed towards the front of the square.

When Zhang Xiaofan saw Lin Jingyu, he immediately greeted Chu Hong, and the two of them gathered together and started talking to each other.

Chu Hong walked forward slowly while admiring the beautiful scenery of Tongtian Peak. Several people from Dazhu Peak also followed him slowly, neither hurried nor slow.

Anyway, as long as there is a good show, no one will panic.

On the Rainbow Bridge, white clouds are wandering at your feet and the clear sky is overhead.

The group walked calmly through the Bishuitan Lake and arrived at the Yuqing Palace.

As soon as he entered the hall, before Chu Hong could react, he felt someone's eyes staring at him.

Chu Hong immediately glanced sideways, and saw an extremely cold gaze, as fast as lightning, and the coldness was quite obvious.

She stood behind Master Shuiyue, dressed in white as white as snow, with an extremely beautiful appearance. On her back was a long sword, the scabbard and hilt of which were sky blue, bright in color, with faint ripples flowing and a faint aura of luck. It was obviously a treasure from the immortals at first glance.

Chu Hong immediately understood that this person was most likely his biggest enemy in winning the Seven Veins Martial Arts Competition - Lu Xueqi. He immediately smiled gently, not disturbed by Lu Xueqi's cold eyes.

When all the disciples of the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition had arrived, Taoist Master Daoxuan stepped forward to give a lecture, and Taoist Master Cangsong stepped forward again, "This time, the number of people in the test has doubled compared to previous years, and the rules have also changed."

As he spoke, Cangsong took out a mahogany box and said, "Inside the mahogany box, there are sixty-four wax pills, each with a piece of paper with a number written on it, ranging from one to sixty-four.

The contestants draw lots and compete based on the numbers. One against sixty-four, two against sixty-three, three against sixty-two, and so on. In the second round, the disciples will fight according to the previous method until the final battle. Do you understand?"

Cangsong has been in charge of punishments in the sect for more than a hundred years and is extremely majestic. Even the sect leader Daoxuan may not be able to match him.

As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent.

Chu Hong shook his head slightly. This rule was pretty rubbish.

Well, there is no resurrection mechanism, it depends too much on luck.

He and Qi Hao are both sure to be in the top three. If they meet in the first round, at least one of the top three players will not even make it through the first round.

Although luck is part of strength, this is too much luck.

Alas, I will slowly correct these shortcomings once I become the leader of Qingyun Sect!

cough cough...

In the main hall, ten disciples from the Changmen lineage walked out and drew wax balls one by one, followed by the disciples from Longshou Peak.

Not long after, they arrived at Dazhu Peak, and Chu Hong immediately stepped forward and took a wax ball.

Many disciples wanted to see who their opponents were as soon as they drew their numbers, and immediately shouted out the serial number:

"Ah, I'm twenty-six."

"I'm thirty-nine, how many are you?"

"I'm number 46. I wonder what number my opponent is?"

Chu Hong gently opened the wax ball, feeling a little surprised, and immediately looked at the disciple who claimed to be No. 47.

The disciple's cultivation level was not low, almost at the sixth level of Yuqing, and he seemed to be an elite disciple of Longshou Peak. If we really judged by strength, he would probably be among the top sixteen of the younger generation, and it would not be difficult for him to reach the third round.

unfortunately
Chu Hong politely touched the man's arm and smiled, "Eighteen?"

"Eighteen? Brother, your math is really good. Forty-six's opponent is number eighteen."

"No, I mean, I'm number eighteen."

"quiet!"

Cangsong looked serious, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

Chu Hong raised his eyebrows slightly. Fortunately, this was not a world without supernatural powers.

Otherwise, with just this one move, he would either undermine the emperor or be manipulated by the emperor.

Daoxuan stood up from his seat, walked slowly to the front of the crowd, glanced at the disciples, and then said: "Everyone, you are all the leaders of the younger generation of my Qingyun Sect, and your qualifications and talents are outstanding.

In the future, the positions of the chiefs, elders, and even my position as the head of the Qingyun Sect will likely be held by the best among you."

There was a commotion among the Qingyun disciples, and many of them had longing looks on their faces.

Chu Hong looked at these excited young people. This pie was drawn so well!

Afterwards, Daoxuan talked about the extra rewards for the first place in this Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

Liuhe mirror!
This thing doesn't have a high presence, but it's said to be pretty awesome.

This thing is the magic weapon of Qingye's master Wufangzi, one of the rare treasures of Qingyun Sect. It can be used for both attack and defense. It is said that if the true energy is strong enough, it can defend against all attacks and remain invincible.

Well, Chu Hong has reservations.

The main reason is that Wu Fangzi himself is not that good, and Qingye can break even after just a few years of practice.

Even if Qingye is an enhanced version of Lin Jingyu, at best he will be in the late Yuqing stage in a few years.

This thing is most likely more symbolic than practical, and is unlikely to be anything particularly awesome.

To be honest, he is probably a lower-level version of Yu Yangzi from the Changsheng Hall of the Demon Cult. He can be used as a trump card in the Jade Purity Realm and occasionally in the early stage of the Upper Purity Realm.

When one reaches a high level of cultivation, this thing will most likely be useless.

However, taking this thing out does indeed illustrate the sense of crisis among the top leaders of Qingyun.

This generation, there are many talented people in Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple.

Daoxuan paused for a moment, smiling at the young disciples who were discussing the matter. After a while, he said, "Okay, that's basically it. You can go back and have a rest. Tomorrow morning, the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition will officially begin."

"Yes, Master."

All Qingyun disciples saluted.

The disciples gradually retreated.
(End of this chapter)