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Chapter 25 of 125

Chapter 25

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After the drumbeat, the crowd is still shouting their own slogans of victory. For a while, the noise in the arena was so loud that it couldn’t be stopped.

Chu Lei slowly got up on the stage and waved his right hand slightly. With just one movement, the noise in the arena suddenly stopped, so quiet that even a pin dropped on the ground could be heard.

Xuanji knew that he was going to say something superficial again. Adults like to say superficial things before they do anything.

She doesn’t like to listen to this, so she took Linglong along and listened to more gossip from her.

“I heard that the leader of the Dianjing Valley, Rong Gu, was from a rich family when he was young and married three wives and four concubines! When he was middle-aged, he suddenly wanted to be an immortal, so he abandoned his wife and children and came to Dianjing Valley. Three of his wives and concubines came after him with their children, but he didn’t see any of them. Men…..tsk~”

Linglong shook her head as if she had really seen it.

Xuanji couldn’t help but ask, “What happened afterwards? “Has he never seen them?”

Du Minxing listened to the master’s speech with one ear, and listened to their gossips with the other. When he heard this, he whispered, “Eventually, he met them. Two of his concubines were persuaded by him to stay in the Dianjing Valley and become immortals together. The remaining one… took their children home alone, and I heard that she died of illness within a year.

Xuanji was silent.

Linglong sneered, “Men are all so selfish. Abandoning their wives and children but want to become immortal. I don’t know if his dead wife will come to him when he becomes immortal!”

Du Minxing frowns: “Linglong, keep your voice down! How much do you know about right and wrong of the older generation?”

Linglong was shouted at by him and glared at him, wanting to get angry, but thinking that the situation was special now, she had to hold back her anger and pouted her lips.

“Brother…” Xuanji persuaded.

Du Minxing shook his head, “Regardless of whether or not Master Rong Gu’s actions are inappropriate, it’s his own matter. No one else has the right to interfere. What’s more, he’s now an accomplished man and a respected figure among the masters of all sects. At least he is now on the right path. How can we, the younger generation, comment on this?”

Xuanji knew that this elder brother would either be silent or talk at length, but the thought that he would discuss this issue with her for several hours made her numb and she hurriedly interrupted. “Ah…Brother, look! I think father’s done!”

Sure enough, Chu Lei’s speech had been finished, immediately followed by the four-horned kui skin drums again, and the Master of Dianjing Valley took out a square little box and said in a loud voice, “Start taking numbers!”

After hearing Ling Long’s words, Xuanji couldn’t help but look at him for a second time. He had silvery white hair and was wearing a brown satin robe with fine workmanship and delicate flowers. As expected, his demeanour was different than that of others, and so was his face. He seemed young and handsome.

I wonder if his two wives and concubines, who came here to cultivate immortality, are still with him?

As Xuanji looked around the arena, a circle of soft stools was placed inside the inner arena, prepared for the seniors like the Elder Hall Masters of each sect. These people are the judges of the different divisions and have the power to decide the outcome of the first to third rounds of the competition.

After a long day of watching, she could not see the woman she had imagined and had to stop.

At the moment, everyone in the field went to the box to pick up a number. The so-called number was a piece of paper that was folded and sealed with fire lacquer. Everyone took the number and opened it, wrote down their number, and immediately went to Xuanyuan Sect’s Zhao Zhangmen to register their name.

The sixty young disciples who participated in the competition quickly finished the numbers, followed by the elders drawing numbers, choosing which arena to be responsible for judging.

After the number draw, someone immediately brings up a black lacquered wooden tray with a schedule of the competition.

After a quick glance, Dongfang QingQi reports in a loud voice, “Jiazi, Yichou, the two are going to the deficit ring. Bingyin, Ding Mao, the two of them will go to the Green Letter Ring…”.

In this way, the first seven contestants were named one by one.

Xuan Kei saw that she didn’t know anyone who was called, so she lost interest and wanted to go home to sleep, but she was afraid that the senior brother would say something about her. Besides, because the martial arts competition was about to begin, there were so many people around, she didn’t know how long it would take to squeeze out.

She leaned her back against the fence and ate the snacks brought by Linglong.

As she is stuffing beef into her mouth, she hears the sound of trumpets.The competition must be starting.

Zhong Minyan and the others were so excited, one time they were cheering for this, another time they were feeling sorry for that. Linglong shouted at them for a while, but when she looked down, she saw that her sister was trying to eat without looking up, so she pinched her face and said, “At least look at this! There’s our brother inside!”

“oh, which one is it? Xuanji’s mouth was full of red oil and her cheeks were bulging as she looked back curiously.

Zhong MinYan knocked her on the head and said, “You are really a pig, you only know how to eat and sleep! Look at the Ochre Ring! Brother DuanPing is up there!”

He was from the Duan generation, so how could she know them? She doesn’t know everyone in the Min generation!

Xuanji, who was so bored, looked up lazily.

Although the costumes of the participating disciples of the Shaoyang Sect were not uniform, the sleeve side and collar were embroidered with the special phoenix and trumpet motifs of Shaoyang Sect. The tall man with a pockmarked face was the so-called “Brother Duanping” and his weapons were two short swords.

The short sword is the weapon that Uncle He Yang of the XuYang Hall specializes in, and this brother Duan Ping should be Uncle He Yang’s favorite disciple. The two short swords are very handy, one is up, one is down. One is like an underwater dragon with a hidden blade, and the other is like a jade phoenix with wings that are unstoppable.

The young man dressed in black could hardly stand it and kept retreating towards the edge of the ring, if not for the ropes around the ring, he would have fallen off.

“Win!” Zhong Minyan was so excited that he was sweating as if he himself was the one going up.

Xuanji was bored and covered her mouth and yawned quietly when she saw the man in black flicking his wrist and a long, black object popped out of his sleeve, brushing it across the ground and creating a cloud of dust.

Oh, he was using a whip! Xuanji became a little interested. The whip in his hand seemed to have grown eyes and brushed straight at Brother DuanPing.

The people screamed in unison, but Duanping didn’t panic, his short sword in his hand suddenly combined into a cross, with a clip, and a swishing sound, he actually cut the whip into two pieces!

The battle is so neat and tidy that Elder He Yang, who is watching, nods his head with pride.

“The one who uses the whip, which sect is he from?” Xuanji asked Linglong in a low voice.

“He is the disciple of the Taoist Master of the Dianjing Valley, called Wu Tong. Because his surname is Wu, he uses black for everything, and is quite a famous person.” Du Minxing kindly told her, “It’s a pity that his whip met with an opponent who uses a short sword. I’m afraid this will be a miserable defeat.”

Xuanji felt that this man named Wu Tong, though he seemed to stumble, would not fall down at all.

The way he dodged was so strange, he looked like a slippery loach, that couldn’t be caught no matter what.

Seeing that the sword in Duanping’s hand was about to pierce his throat, he suddenly raised his head and turned back abruptly. As soon as he stood firm, he took out a few pieces of pitch-black paper from his sleeve.

“What is that?” Ling Long asked in a loud voice.

Du Minxing suddenly furrowed his eyebrows, that…….seems to be…….?

“It’s a spell!” Zhong Minyan exclaimed, “He can even use spells?”

That is a sophisticated immortal technique, which is seldom used by young cultivators, because if one word of the spell is mispronounced, the spell will often harm them. The power of the spell is not easy to master either, and once it gets out of control, the consequences are disastrous

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Everyone saw Wu Tong taking out the talismans, he suddenly threw them into the air in one fell swoop. The pieces of paper seemed to be alive, neatly arranged themselves on the four corners. He said the mantra, and saw that the spells rose higher and higher, almost in an instant. At that moment, the originally clear sky darkened, and dark clouds rushed in from all directions.

Linglong was a little scared when she saw someone using a spell for the first time, so she hid behind Zhong Min Yan and peeked in with only one eye.

“The Five Thunders! It’s the five thunderbolts! Get out of the way!”

Someone recognized the spell and immediately screamed. Xuanji and the others were still ignorant, but those who knew of the powerful spell were already crowded into a group and ran out desperately.

The Five Thunders spell is used to convene the thunder gods from all quarters and blast the thunders from the sky. It is an extremely powerful and profound way to exorcise demons, and no one would have thought that someone would use it at the Tournament. In previous conferences, some people used spells, but they were only small ones. If the Five Thunders succeed, the surrounding area will definitely be harmed, and it will be an unpleasant experience to be struck by lightning!

Xuanji watched that many people were squeezing around them to get away, and was about to ask the others, but suddenly Du Minxing grabbed her with one hand and Zhong Minyan with the other and said, “Get out of here! Danger!”

Xuanji was dragged by him and ran only a few steps, only to hear Elder He Yang screaming in the audience, not understanding what was happening, when suddenly a thousand white lights struck down in front of her eyes, blinding her.

She instinctively covered her eyes, and heard the roaring in her ears, a few loud rumblings, and the ground began to vibrate violently. She staggered, almost falling, and suddenly she heard the screams of her mother in her ears, and the anxious cries of her father.

I was about to raise my eyes to see what was happening, and suddenly felt a shock on the top of her head. It seemed that she had been hit by something. It didn’t hurt or itch, but it was a bit numb. She couldn’t help but feel it. The pearl flower hairpin shattered and fell on her palm. It had become scorched and twisted, and blue smoke rose from it.

What’s going on? She dropped her hand and looked around blankly.

She saw that there were countless black holes on the ground, just like her poor pearl flower, smoking blue smoke.

Many people were lying on the ground with their heads in their arms, Linglong and the others were lying on the ground too, and she was the only one standing, clutching the beaded flowers that had been scorched by lightning, at a loss.

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