Time flew by.
Another half a month passed.
The Shaolin Temple had been exceptionally peaceful and peaceful in the past half a month, but there had been undercurrents surging in the dark.
Most of the disciples were surprised to find that the number of elders walking around in the temple had obviously increased.
As for the Buddhist Sect competition that was held once every three years, it was about to arrive.
Three days later, it would be the beginning of the Buddhist Sect's competition.
As the Buddhist Sect competition approached, the atmosphere in the temple suddenly became tense. It was no longer as peaceful as before. There was a strong sense of competition everywhere.
Most of the disciples sensed this abnormal atmosphere and began to look forward to the moment when the Buddhist competition was about to begin.
The triennial Buddhist competition naturally attracted the attention and anticipation of almost all the disciples.
In order to prepare for the Buddhist competition, the elders of the various courtyards in the temple were also very busy during this period of time. This included Abbot Liaochen, the two Inborn Headmasters of Dharma Hall and Arhat Hall. They were all extremely busy.
Other than the elders, the headmaster, and the abbot, the disciples in the temple could not wait to show off their prowess in this Buddhist competition.
Amongst them.
Zhen Yan, who was known as the strongest disciple in the past few decades, was the most popular candidate among all the disciples who could finally seize the first place in the Grand Tournament.
Other than Zhen Yan, there were also Zhen Neng, Zhen Ding, Zhen Mu, and others. They were all at the Fourth Stage Realm and were listed as strong competitors for the first place in the Buddhist League.
Almost all the disciples participating in the Buddhist competition were disciples of the Zhen generation.
However, there was an exception.
That was…
Xuan Zhen!
The leader of the Xuan generation.
He had just entered the temple for a month and had already successfully broken through to the first grade of martial arts. He was praised by countless disciples of the current generation and was known as the Buddhist genius with the highest comprehension of the current generation.
Xuan Zhen, who had broken through to Rank One, chose to participate in this triennial Buddhist competition in high spirits.
Of course.
His goal was not to get first place, but purely to show his face in this competition.
It was impossible for a Rank One martial artist to win first place.
What Xuan Zhen wanted was to display his talent of becoming a Rank One Martial Artist in the eyes of all the Elders, Headmasters, and Abbots'.
Taking advantage of the important day of the Buddhist League competition, he displayed his super talent in one fell swoop and successfully entered the eyes of the abbot and the headmaster.
This was the result Xuan Zhen wanted.
"Senior brother Xuan Zhen, you're amazing.”
"I've only been in the temple for a month, and I've already successfully broken through to the first grade. This talent was simply a martial arts genius that was hard to come by in a hundred years!”
"I feel that with Senior Brother Xuan Zhen's talent, he would definitely be a top genius even if he was placed in any sect.”
"Of course, Senior Brother Xuan Zhen is the most talented disciple in our generation!”
"Sigh, I don't know when I'll be able to successfully enter the first grade of the martial path. "I only hope that I can successfully break through to Rank-1 in the next year. I'll be satisfied.”
“……”
All kinds of flattering remarks made Xuan Zhen feel smug and proud.
In Xuan Zhen's eyes, it was an amazing feat to become a Rank One martial artist in a month.
This talent made Xuan Zhen feel proud and confident!
In addition to the various praises from the elders in the temple, Xuan Zhen almost forgot what his surname was. He had been on cloud nine for the past few days.
Moreover, he had established the initial pride of a genius.
"Senior Brother Xuan Zhen, you broke through to Rank One so quickly.”
"Yeah, why don't you tell us, senior brother Xuan Zhen?”
"What does it feel like to break through to Rank One?”
Facing the flattery and admiration of his disciples.
Xuan Zhen seemed to be very enigmatic as he replied proudly,""This is all because of my natural talent, innate foundation, and comprehension. I can't impart my experience to you.”
The disciples admired him even more.
"As expected of senior brother Xuan Zhen. His talent is simply beyond our reach.”
"Yeah, if I had 10% or 20% of senior brother Xuan Zhen's talent, I would probably wake up laughing.”
At this moment.
A disciple could not help but sigh,"What a pity." If only senior brother Xuan Zhen had shown his talent earlier. I believe that the identity of this generation's Arhat belongs to Senior Brother Xuan Zhen.”
"Great Master Abbot is too careless."
"Senior Brother Xuan Zhen's comprehension ability is far above that of Buddha Xuan Xin. However, Senior Brother Xuan Zhen couldn't be chosen as the current Buddhist Son.”
"If you ask me, with Senior Brother Xuan Zhen's comprehension ability, how can Xuan Xin compare to him? I think that only Senior Brother Xuan Zhen is worthy of being the Son of Buddha.”
After hearing these comments.
Xuan Zhen's face darkened.
This was the biggest worry in his heart!
He had always been proud of his own talent and aptitude. He believed that no one in this area could be compared to him.
However…
The identity of the current Buddhist Son was taken away by a child called Xuan Xin.
This made Xuan Zhen unconvinced!
Xuan Xin?
What kind of virtue and ability did the other party have?
He had attained Rank One in a month. Was his talent not outstanding enough?
Why did he choose Xuan Xin as the current Arhat?
He, Xuan Zhen, was clearly the most talented disciple in this area!
How could Xuan Xin become a Buddha?
Thinking of this, Xuan Zhen couldn't help but feel jealous.
It was unfair!
He was so talented, but he was not chosen as a Buddhist Son…
The huge sense of imbalance in his heart almost made Xuan Zhen's facial features twist with jealousy.
"Humph!"
"Xuan Xin? The current Buddhist Son?"
" Hmph!" Xuan Zhen snorted coldly, his eyes filled with coldness and anger." Elders, Headmasters, and Abbotsaries of the temple, I will make you deeply aware of this when the Buddhist League competition begins.”
"Who is the most outstanding disciple of this generation?”
"The identity of the Arhat should belong to me!”
"When the time comes, you will definitely regret not choosing me as the current Arhat.”
Xuan Zhen had always believed that.
The Arhat was in his pocket. It originally belonged to him.
It was precisely because of this.
Every time someone mentioned the word 'Arhat,' Xuan Zhen would feel a kind of anger, as if someone had taken away what originally belonged to him.
" I spent a short month…"
"I've finally broken through to the first grade!”
"Now, none of you can ignore my powerful talent and aptitude.”
"I want to take back everything that originally belonged to me.”
"I must obtain the identity of the current Buddhist Son of Shaolin Temple!”
"No one can stop it!"
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