Because Xiao Sinji was in the city and was easily looked down upon and ridiculed, Jun Changxiao ordered him to rest after staying at the inn.

Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and the others did not leave the inn, they each cultivated in their rooms, adjusted their status, and prepared for the martial arts competition of the Sect the day after tomorrow.

Jun Chang laughed and was bored, so he went to the martial arts market to buy medicinal materials, but he found several first-grade healing pills, and the others were not available.

"Hey. ”

"Mass production, it's a bit difficult. ”

He hoped to refine enough Qi Gathering Pills, Body Shaping Pills, and Cyclone Pills to provide cultivation resources for himself and his disciples.

"He's the head of the Iron Bone Faction!"

"It looks quite young, but unfortunately I have a problem with my brain, so I have to bring my disciples to participate in the sect competition. ”

"It's no surprise that there are cannon fodder sects in every session. ”

"There are a lot of disciples participating in this competition, and most of them are cultivating more than ten stages of the open pulse, and with a ninth-rate sect like him, I am afraid that he will be out of the first round. ”

Without Xiao Sinji following, Jun Chang smiled and became the object of ridicule and discussion among warriors and passers-by.

A waste, a ninth-rate sect, if you want to walk on the street, and you can still make others look at you with envy, then it is really evil.

Jun Changxiao ignored it, walked around the market for a while, and then returned to the inn, and only took five disciples out on the day after tomorrow on the day of the martial arts competition.

At this moment, the sky is just dawning, and the streets are already full of people.

The biennial sect competition is a grand event in Qingyang County, and many foreign martial artists come as early as three or five days.

"The Iron Bone Sect has come out!"

"Tsk, the clothes are quite bright, and when the competition starts, I hope the style will still be the same. ”

"Xiao Sinji has no spiritual power around him at all, and if he competes with other sect disciples on stage, he will definitely be looking for abuse. ”

"And that girl, who doesn't seem to have spiritual power, is it a joke to send such a disciple to fight?"

"It's just a nine-stream sect, being able to send a Li Qingyang can be regarded as burning high incense, what kind of decent disciples do you expect them to come up with?"

In the face of everyone's whispering and disdain, Jun Chang smiled and turned a deaf ear, and led his disciples to stride on the way to the venue.

It seems that the wind is light, but in fact, anger rises in my heart, and I can't wait to take an AK and surprise all these broken guys.

Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi were also holding back the fire in their hearts, and they could only wait for the sect competition to vent out.

......

South of the city, the venue of the sect martial arts.

When Jun Changxiao came to sign up, it was still a spacious martial arts arena, but now it has been built on the periphery to form a circle, a bit like a Roman gladiatorial arena.

At the entrance of the venue, warriors from various factions gathered, and the middle-aged man who had been writing was reviewing the bamboo cards one by one.

When Jun Chang smiled and walked over, Yu Guang caught it, and immediately smiled and said, "Oh, the head of the Iron Bone Sect is here?"

It seems to be a greeting, but it is actually a reminder to the warriors of all factions.

Really.

As soon as the curtain ended, the high-level leaders of various factions standing outside the entrance of the venue turned their heads to look over.

These people had smiles on their faces, but their eyes were full of disdain and disdain.

Those who came to participate in the sect competition, which one is not an eighth-rate sect, naturally looks down on the iron bone sect that only has a ninth-rate sect.

Jun Changxiao is not uncommon, they can look at it, bring the disciple to the entrance, and hand the bamboo plate representing the identity of the disciple to the middle-aged man who holds the pen.

The top leaders of various factions deliberately kept a certain distance from them, as if they were afraid of getting bad luck.

"Senior brother, isn't the Iron Bone Sect a ninth-rate sect?

"Maybe it's looking for excitement. ”

"Poof, haha, I think it's looking for death. ”

The disciples of the various factions also couldn't see the Iron Bone Sect clearly in their hearts.

There's no way, who let the sect have a low level, this is more than seven streams, I'm afraid I would have already nodded and knelt and licked.

After the bamboo identity verification, Jun Chang smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

Xiao Sinji didn't leave, he stood at the entrance of the venue, his fists clenched, his nails covered in flesh, his eyes glowing with anger, staring at the other entrance.

Jun Changxiao and the others noticed it, and when they looked at it, they saw a slender young man in blue walking in front of them.

"Cousin of sin. ”

He said hello, but the smile on his face was very hypocritical, especially with a faint pride in his eyes.

"It's Xiao Linye. ”

"The best genius of the younger generation of the Xiao family!"

"I heard that a few months ago, he was accepted as a personal disciple by the Great Elder of the Sixth-Rate Sect Absolute Sound Valley. ”

"Could it be that Jueyin Valley has also sent disciples to participate in the sect competition?"

The crowd whispered.

Xiao Linye?

Jun Chang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said secretly: "If you add another dragon character, the four strongest surnames of the protagonist of the novel are all occupied by this kid." ”

Xiao said guiltily: "I am no longer a member of the Xiao family, and my cousin can't afford it." ”

Xiao Linye said with a smile: "I am not guilty that my cousin opened the first pulse for me, and my cousin will not be favored by Jue Sound Valley, and he will not have the achievements he has today, so whether he is expelled or not, in my brother's heart, you will always be my cousin." ”

Jun Changxiao didn't see half of the gratitude in his eyes, but with a hint of banter.

"Master, let's go. Xiao Sinji didn't want to have too much intersection with the people of the Xiao family, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Xiao Linye blocked the way, and said in a sideways ear: "Cousin, the facts have proven that it was a mistake for the family to do their best to cultivate you back then, and I, Xiao Linye, am the future of the Xiao family." ”

Xiao Sinji lowered his head, his heart was like a knife.

He, Xiao Linye.

The cousin who once cared for him did not hesitate to use his weak spiritual power to help him open his pulse, and the relationship was better than that of siblings.

However, after his spiritual root cultivation regressed, he was the one who ridiculed and humiliated himself the most.

"Cousin. ”

Xiao Linye smiled: "Do you remember, I once said that one day, I will surpass you and become stronger, and now it has been realized." ”

"And you?"

The smile on his face was even stronger, and the smile was hideous, like a madman.

Jun Chang smiled and frowned.

I finally cultivated self-confidence for my disciples, are you looking for trouble here? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will shoot you with a gun now?

At this moment, Xiao Sinji, who had his head down, smiled, and his shoulders were shaking.

"What is my cousin laughing at?" Xiao Lin Ye said.

Xiao Sinji raised his head, and said with a smile on his angular face: "I'm laughing at you for being naïve, laughing at you for taking yourself too seriously." ”

A hint of anger appeared in Xiao Linye's eyes.

Xiao Sinji patted him on the shoulder and said proudly: "Lin Ye, remember, your brother will always be your brother, even if you don't have a spiritual root, even if you don't have cultivation, you can't surpass it." ”

As he spoke, he strode into the venue.

Jun Changxiao brought his disciple over, deliberately stopped in front of Xiao Linye, and said with a smile: "Did you hear that, your brother said that you will live in his shadow for the rest of your life." ”

"Damn!"

Xiao Linye's face was hideous, and he shouted: "Xiao Sinji, in this sect competition, I will let you, let the Xiao family, and everyone know that I, Xiao Linye, will not yield to others!"

"Dream on. Xiao Sinji's voice came.

Jun Chang smiled with satisfaction.

He was quite worried at first that Xiao Sinji would be hit by that guy's self-esteem, but in fact, he was too worried.

......

The venue resembles a gladiatorial arena, with many arenas in the central area and viewing platforms around it, which can accommodate 200,000 people.

When the various factions entered the venue one after another, the viewing platform was full, and all the warriors were looking forward to the upcoming sect competition.

After Jun Changxiao led his disciples in, he was placed in the waiting area, where there were high-level leaders and participating disciples of various factions, and the number of people was almost hundred.

Of course.

After coming in, it is indispensable to have white eyes.

This is just one of the waiting areas, there are three others in different directions.

"The high-level leaders of each faction please go to the viewing platform, and the participating disciples will stay and wait for the first round of grouping. A middle-aged man walked up.

Jun Chang glanced at the five disciples with a smile and encouraged: "Don't be disturbed by the voices outside the court, bring out your best state, and don't give up easily!"

"Hmm. ”

Li Qingyang and the others nodded.

Jun Changxiao left the waiting area, and under the leadership, he came to the high platform with a wide field of vision, and the table below was unobstructed.

"Master Jun. ”

As soon as he found a place to sit down, an elder of a certain sect with a fat head and big ears next to him arched his hand and smiled: "If in the first round, my disciple and your sect disciple meet, and the attack is heavy, please forgive me." ”

"Oh. ”

Jun Chang laughed in response.

The high-ranking factions on the left and right whispered.

They also all hope that if they can meet the Iron Bone Sect disciples in the first round, they can at least guarantee victory.

All in all, the bigwigs of the various factions present all regarded the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect as a stepping stone for their own disciples to advance to the second round.

Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, his fingers intertwined, and he whispered to everyone as if he had never heard it.

The show is about to begin......

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