When they arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Field, Chi Songzi sat on the main seat. Ning Chen sat down beside him, and the other elders also sat down. Behind a huge stone platform, disciples from various lineages stood in rows. There were about a thousand people.
When the disciples saw Ning Chen, who was wearing a light blue Daoist robe, standing beside Chi Songzi, they started to discuss among themselves. Most of the discussions were about Ning Chen.
An elder walked up to the stone platform and shouted at the disciples,"Silence."
The voice was loud and clear.
The discussions instantly died down.
"In today's sect competition, the top ten outer sect disciples are qualified to enter the inner sect. The top ten inner sect disciples can also challenge personal disciples. The winner can become a personal disciple, and personal disciples are qualified to challenge the inner sect elders.”
Upon hearing his words, many of the Heaven Sect disciples below were eager to give it a try. Their eyes were filled with confidence.
Some of the personal disciples at the front of the line with green jade hairpins on their heads looked at Ning Chen.
They were all people of outstanding talent, and they were naturally unhappy that a youth of unknown origins had suddenly become the personal disciple of their most revered senior apprentice-master, Darknorth. It would have been fine if this youth had extraordinary talent, but he had been in the sect for half a year and had yet to enter the sect. What right did such a person have to become their senior apprentice-master?
Ning Chen could feel the gazes on him, but his expression remained calm.
On the other hand, Chi Songzi would occasionally look at him. He was curious about what this junior brother was talking about.
On a tall mountain in the distance, Chi Songzi stood under an ancient pine tree with his hands behind his back. His gaze pierced through the thick clouds and mist as he watched what was happening in the front mountain.
"The sect competition begins now!"
As the elder's voice sounded like a bell, the Heaven Sect's sect competition officially began.
The huge rectangular stone platform was divided into two sides, and two battles were going on at the same time.
First, the outer sect and inner sect would decide the top ten.
……
Time passed very quickly and very slowly. From morning to afternoon, the top ten of the outer and inner sect were finally decided. Ning Chen sat cross-legged on the futon in boredom, one hand supporting his cheek, the other hand playing with a gust of wind in his sleeve.
"From now on, the top ten inner disciples are qualified to challenge the personal disciples. If you want to challenge them, take a step forward.”
The elder asked.
After saying that, the ten inner disciples, two women and eight men, all took a step forward.
"Wang Qing requests to challenge Senior Brother Bai Shan of Green Bamboo Peak.”
"Li Mu Xue requests to challenge Clear Moon Peak's Senior Sister Zi Yao.”
"Chen Cheng, requesting a challenge…"
Chi Songzi stroked his beard with a satisfied expression. Some elders also nodded secretly.
The ten battles that followed were very exciting and Ning Chen could not take his eyes off them.
However, in the end, none of the ten inner disciples won. Not only did those personal disciples have high cultivation in inner force, but they were also proficient in mantras. They could easily control them. Their sword techniques, lightness skills, and combat experience were all far superior to theirs. It was not without reason that they could become personal disciples.
It was almost dusk.
"Next, personal disciples can challenge the elders.”The elder stood on the stone platform." Including me."”
As soon as he finished speaking, thirteen personal disciples, four women and nine men, leaped onto the stone platform from afar. They were all handsome men and beautiful women. They wore Daoist robes and had extraordinary figures.
"Disciple Li Kui Mu seeks guidance from little martial uncle.”
"Disciple Mo Shangchen is seeking guidance from little martial uncle.”
"Disciple Li Xin seeks guidance from little martial uncle.”
"Disciple…"
The thirteen direct disciples, without exception, all challenged Ning Chen.
The entire front mountain fell silent. The elders, Chi Songzi, and the thousand people from the outer and inner sect all looked at the figure in Chi Songzi's body.
Ning Chen slowly stood up under everyone's gaze. He stretched his hands over his head and said,
"Alright."
After he finished speaking, he strode towards the stone platform.
"Is he serious?" Senior Brother Yun frowned in confusion.
The junior brother next to him chuckled,"Pretending to be."”
Under everyone's gaze, Ning Chen calmly ascended the stone platform. This temperament made even those elders who disliked him stroke their beards and praise him in their hearts.
The thirteen personal disciples looked at Ning Chen, who had walked to the opposite side of them, and looked at each other.
"Do you really want to fight? He didn't have any internal strength fluctuations.”The female disciple called Li Xin looked at her senior brother and asked in a low voice.
The senior brother hesitated for a moment.
"Of course we have to fight. At most, we'll just let him admit defeat.”A male disciple called Zhong Lie said.
"This is the only way."
The others nodded.
"That…"
Ning Chen looked at them and said.
They looked at Ning Chen.
Ning Chen looked at them and said seriously,"
"I haven't cultivated for long. If we really fight, I'm definitely not your match. Why don't we compete in something else?”
The 13 direct disciples looked at each other. Then, one of them looked at Ning Chen and said,
"I wonder what Little Uncle-Master wants to compete in?”
Ning Chen stretched out his right hand with his palm facing upwards. Under everyone's slowly widening eyes, wisps of light blue water vapor in the air gathered into a stream of water that flowed towards his body. Under everyone's shocked gazes, it formed a translucent water dragon that spiraled around his body as if it was carved by heaven.
"How about this?"
The thirteen disciples stared blankly at the flowing water dragon, their hearts trembling.
Under the red glow of dusk, the entire front mountain was silent. Under everyone's dazed gaze, the water dragon circling around the young man on the stone platform glowed with multicolored light.
On the Cloudmist Mountain, Beiming Zi stroked his beard and nodded with a satisfied smile.
"Not bad, not bad."
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