"You don't need to worry about my affairs."
Lu Qingye didn't know what was going on on the high platform. All her thoughts were now on the upcoming competition.
When the incense burns out, the bell rings again.
"The first round is a melee. There are one hundred arenas for Jindan, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Lian. This first round is also determined by drawing lots. Whichever arena you draw, you will enter that arena to compete..."
The disciples on the high platform read loudly the basic matters of the competition.
Although the procedures for every sect competition held by Shangyao Sect are similar, there are many differences in details.
For example, this time, the start was a melee battle, while the last time it was a fantasy trial.
Compared with the last time, the melee highlighted strength, luck and interpersonal relationships. If you are a lucky disciple and the majority of the disciples in the arena are not strong, then you have a great chance of being selected for the next round.
If you enter an arena where talented and powerful people gather, you will be very unlucky.
Of course, if you are lucky and meet acquaintances, you can form a team to face the enemy together.
However, among these items, if you have superior strength, you can naturally eliminate these difficulties.
As for illusions, the most important test is one’s character and observation ability.
It is even more difficult for some physical and sword cultivators who emphasize that strength conquers all.
The mix of actual combat this time made some disciples breathe a sigh of relief.
"Finally, it's not the beginning of an illusion! I was afraid that it would be an illusion from the beginning. I even went to the Qingxin Tower to stay these days! I was afraid that things would get messed up at the critical moment!"
"Me too! It's more comfortable to start the actual combat directly!"
Everyone has some selfish thoughts in their heart, and these things will be infinitely magnified when placed in a fantasy world.
If it is more serious, it may even form inner demons.
Inner demons are something that every monk is afraid of. Although the sect's competition will not let this happen, when the monks do something wrong, the illusion will teleport them out.
But when it comes to things that test their state of mind, they are still somewhat afraid.
Who dares to guarantee that his heart is as clear as a mirror?
Lu Qingye had also heard about the past competitions, but she had never thought about her own state of mind.
If we talk about obsession, it seems to be only about Mr. Lu.
It was her regret that she had not allowed Mr. Lu to live longer.
However, after entering the sect for three years, she learned a lot, not only in terms of cultivation.
Regarding some principles of life and death, I also know a lot more than I did before joining the sect.
When the disciple in charge on the high platform finished reading the last rule, Elder Yijindan waved his hand.
A small thing quickly grew in size under the witness of everyone, and finally turned into a huge lottery bucket.
The barrel is filled with densely packed wooden skewers.
The wooden sticks were covered with spiritual patterns, making it impossible for the monks to use their spiritual sense to spy on them.
"Bang!"
The huge skewer tube fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, but the wooden skewers inside did not shake at all.
Lu Qingye looked at the Jin Dan master with bright eyes.
This kind of control over power made her envious.
"let's start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless monks rushed forward.
Lu Qingye also followed the crowd, approached the lottery box, and randomly drew a wooden stick.
After the wooden sign came into her hand, she seemed to feel the aura on her body. The spiritual patterns on the sign gradually dispersed, and three big characters appeared.
Twenty-six.
The moment that word appeared, the identity tag around Lu Qingye's waist trembled again.
"ah!"
Some people couldn't help but exclaim.
Lu Qingye was dragged into the air by a force, and she immediately wanted to use her spiritual power to break free.
But she couldn't break free, and before she could get nervous, she was dragged onto the ring.
It was the No. 26 arena.
This made their group of new disciples exclaim again.
Lu Qingye breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that this is another sect method.
Within a quarter of an hour, all the participating disciples had entered their own arena.
"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of gongs and drums silenced the noisy scene.
The leader, Le Feng, stood up, activated his spiritual power, and his voice covered the entire audience.
"The competition officially begins!"
On the arena, all the disciples instantly entered a state of alert.
Some disciples have already gathered with people they know immediately.
Lu Qingye was lucky. There were not many powerful disciples in Arena 26.
Moreover, there are several disciples from Lingzhi Peak.
"Qingye, this way!"
Lu Qingye quickly joined a few people, six of them, back to back, forming a combat preparedness group.
Among the few people, except Zhang Yu, who was in the late stage of Qi training, none of the others were in the final stage of Qi training.
Among them, Yi Minglun has the calmest aura, and he usually has many ideas, so he is the leader of the group.
Several monks who originally wanted to bully Lu Qingye, the younger monks, saw that she had joined forces, so they stopped thinking and turned their attention to other more vulnerable disciples.
But in the ring, fighting is inevitable.
Yi Minglun sent a message to several people.
"Let's try not to get close to the center, where there will be the biggest fight! Save your strength now and focus on defense! Set up an array! Six-star spiritual array!"
Several people nodded quickly.
In actual combat, the further to the back, the more intense it becomes.
Some monks who want to fish in troubled waters in the early stage will also be kicked off the stage.
Get rid of the conspicuous ones, the unlucky ones, and the weak ones, and then the important part of getting rid of them is the next step.
Several people quickly stood up to their positions according to the characteristics and pace of the six-star spiritual formation.
Yi Minglun was still worried that Lu Qingye, who had little experience, was not skilled enough, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Lu Qingye was doing well.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief.
In fact, besides some friendship, Yi Minglun let Lu Qingye join their team for another reason.
Lu Qingye has become famous recently, and her talent makes her a good friend.
At the same time, her presence will inevitably attract the attention of some elders, deacons, real people, and even the Nascent Soul Lord.
If they perform better at this time, then the possibility of going further will be much greater.
Yi Minglun is ambitious, and of course most monks are like that.
When the Shangyao Sect recruits disciples, they will carefully investigate the origins of the monks at the beginning and eliminate those disciples with problems.
Every ten years, there will be a heart-testing trial to eliminate some disciples with ulterior motives.
Such thoughts do not touch the bottom line of Shangyao Sect's rules, so they are naturally allowed.
The group of twelve people kept their eyes lingering on Lu Qingye and his group.
Obviously the other party is targeting them.
Yi Minglun became alert instantly.
"Pay attention to the twelve people in the southeast!"
In fact, Lu Qingye's perception of danger was very keen.
As soon as those people's eyes glanced over, he noticed the malice among them.
He tightened his grip on the sword little by little, and when everyone on the other side looked at each other and rushed over, they immediately rushed forward.
