I can identify everything, but this is an upgraded version of identification.

Liuyun Sect, Futu Peak.

Futu Peak is shrouded in mist year-round, with its uniquely shaped rocks.

However, the area below Futu Peak is open and offers excellent views.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators sat in the main hall in the middle of Floating Pagoda Peak, where they could clearly watch the inner disciples' battles.

This makes it easier for the peak masters and elders to accept disciples.

Therefore, this place is often used to build the arena for the inner sect competition.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the inner sect competition of the Flowing Cloud Sect finally arrived as scheduled.

Unlike the rough selection process for outer disciples.

This inner sect competition is the only way for disciples to become true members of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Today, not only have all the sect elders arrived, but even the sect leader is sitting in the center of the main hall.

Many teenagers who lacked composure became secretly nervous upon seeing this scene.

"Peak Master He, your Purple Bamboo Peak actually has disciples willing to participate in the Inner Sect Competition this year! Aren't those good-for-nothings and drunkards disgracing your reputation?"

The elder of the Criminal Law Sect chuckled and looked at Peak Master He.

"Jin Pingyun, you used to bark like a dog even when no one from my Purple Bamboo Peak participated in the inner sect competition. Now that a disciple from my Purple Bamboo Peak is participating, you still bark like a dog. Are you perhaps born in the Year of the Dog?"

Peak Master He snorted coldly.

"you!"

Upon hearing Master He say that he was barking like a dog, Jin Pingyun immediately became furious.

"Alright, alright, both of you calm down. Today is the day of the Flowing Cloud Sect's outer and inner disciple competition. As elders of the Flowing Cloud Sect, what kind of decorum is this, arguing with each other?"

The sect leader waved his hand, acting like a kind old man.

"Sect Master, I was merely offering a well-intentioned reminder, yet Peak Master He hurled insults at me! How can I tolerate this!"

Jin Pingyun cupped his hands and said, attempting to find fairness from the sect leader.

"Whether it was a well-intentioned reminder or not, you know best."

He Fengzhu said sarcastically.

"Enough! If you keep arguing, you might as well not watch the inner sect competition here, and just go to the back mountain for the competition."

The sect leader's tone turned cold, and his expression became somewhat sinister as he spoke.

Seeing that the sect leader was angry, Jin Pingyun could only remain silent, but his clenched fists showed the anger that was hard to calm down.

Three years ago, He Chongguang was only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, yet he was able to live on Zizhu Peak, where the former Grand Elder had lived.

Zizhu Peak is not only fertile in its spiritual soil, but also boasts the most spiritual energy among all peaks.

He had long harbored resentment towards this, and even challenged He Chongguang in some ways.

However, Chongguang's magic was so powerful that even a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator like himself was no match for him, a mere early-Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, the opponent had now reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

So he might be good at making sarcastic remarks, but he would never dare to actually take action.

"Chongguang, which two disciples from your Purple Bamboo Peak are sending to fight?"

The sect leader looked at He Chongguang and said in a calm tone, as if the appearance just now was just an illusion.

The sect leader of Liuyun Sect and Peak Master He have always been on good terms. There are even rumors that Peak Master He was already acquainted with the sect leader before he joined Liuyun Sect.

Therefore, seeing the familiar manner of the two, all the elders tacitly understood.

Jin Pingyun is just a reckless fool. He Chongguang is only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, so everyone knows that he can occupy Zizhu Peak, which must be related to something.

Luckily, this brute acted quickly, otherwise they would have been the ones to suffer...

After all, all the spiritual peaks of the Flowing Cloud Sect can be seized through strength.

Who wouldn't be tempted to see an elder in the early stages of Foundation Establishment occupying Purple Bamboo Peak?

However, after He Zhongguang revealed his strength, the elders all abandoned this idea and instead became friends with him.

Unfortunately, He Chongguang stayed at Zizhu Peak all day and did not interact with the other elders.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, you know one of my disciples from Purple Bamboo Peak; she is the second young lady of the Luo family."

He Chongguang cupped his hands in greeting.

"Oh? The second young lady of the Luo family, that genius with a superior fire-type spiritual root? And there's another one?"

The sect leader's tone was somewhat surprised, but his expression remained largely unchanged.

"The other one doesn't have any special features, but I just felt a connection with it."

He Chongguang explained.

"You've got a connection with her... There aren't many people who can catch your eye."

Upon hearing this, the sect leader smiled.

"I haven't completely fallen for him yet; let's see if he can prove himself."

He Chongguang shook his head, his tone quite casual, as if his liking for Su Changming was merely a matter of personal affinity.

"Then let's see how well this kid you've chosen performs."

The sect leader nodded.

After speaking, the two looked towards the arena. To them, Foundation Establishment cultivators, the fighting of Qi Refining cultivators was simply beneath their notice.

After all, these low-level cultivators haven't even mastered many spells, and they're not familiar with combat. It's often a back-and-forth exchange of blows.

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"With such strength, I should have no problem entering the inner sect."

Watching the Qi Refining cultivators fighting on the arena, Su Changming nodded to himself.

Most of the outer disciples who participated in the inner sect competition were only at the fourth to fifth level of Qi Refining.

He has been working tirelessly day and night to refine the True Spirit Grass leaves, and in this last bit of time, he has successfully advanced to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Although his condition was somewhat unstable, this enormous spiritual power was still enough to overwhelm an ordinary Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator.

"Outer disciple Su Changming will face off against outer disciple Xiang Jinhe! Please come to the stage, both disciples."

The inner gatekeeper, acting as referee, shouted a command.

"Junior brother, you'd better step down now, otherwise swords and spears have no eyes and you might get hurt."

The disciple named Xiang Jinhe, holding an iron sword, spoke calmly.

In his eyes, it seemed that Su Changming's failure was already destined.

"A martial artist at the Innate Realm?"

Su Changming narrowed his eyes.

"That's right. I was a martial artist at the Innate Realm before I joined the outer sect of the Flowing Cloud Sect. If you don't admit defeat now, and I hurt you later, don't come looking for medical expenses."

Xiang Jin said confidently.

The other party's attitude was not surprising. To ordinary martial artists at the Innate Realm, this group of cultivators, who had no combat experience and were at most at the early stage of Qi Refining, were far too weak.

The weakness here does not refer to strength, but rather to the means of coping.

Just wait until he gets close, then I'll stab him!

"Bang!"

Ok? !

Xiang Jin felt as if he had struck a shield.

It's not just a feeling, it's definitely true!

A small, emerald-green shield precisely blocked Xiang Jinhe's sword.

"You've got some reflexes... but how many times can you block them?"

Although he was somewhat shocked by Su Changming's reaction speed, it did not stop him from continuing to make moves.

Having fought his way through the mundane world in his early years, he had already learned how to deal with unexpected situations.

only……

"Bang!"

With another sharp sound, his sword slashed at the spirit shield once more.

How could it be so fast? Does he not need time to cast spells? Did he anticipate it in advance?

Xiang Jinhe couldn't help but look at Su Changming himself, only to see Su Changming calmly making hand seals, his face completely expressionless.

He seemed completely unfazed by his sudden attack.

"I don't know how many times I can hold out, and neither do you need to know..."

With a wave of his hand, Su Changming unleashed a wind blade.

With a whooshing sound, Xiang Jinhe's arm was severed, and the remaining force struck the nearby artificial hill, instantly piercing it open.

"You flatter me, senior brother..."

Su Changming cupped his hands in greeting, then turned and left the arena.

After cutting off one of the opponent's hands, the opponent was no longer able to fight.

However, he had no intention of crippling him. The reason this happened was twofold: first, he underestimated the power of the wind blades, and second, he overestimated the strength of his opponent.

However, it is common for disciples to die during the inner sect competition, and no one would say anything because he lost an arm.

"The victor! Outer disciple Su Changming!"

The disciples below the stage only came to their senses when the referee called their name.

Many disciples who were confident of becoming inner disciples turned their attention to Su Changming, regarding him as their biggest rival in this competition.