According to the rules set between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Tiesheng Sect, the battle lasted for a total of seven days. During these seven days, the disciples were not required to get up early and gather at a certain place within the prescribed time, as they did at the mountain gate. Everyone has their own time, and they can go on stage at will to participate in the competition, or watch and cheer, and there is no mandatory requirement. If you are lazy, you can even sleep in your room with your head covered all day, and no one will disturb you.

If you just do this, if you are discovered, you will have a bad impression in front of the master.

Glutinous rice is used to waking up early, but it doesn't sleep much. She had rested very early yesterday, and she had already gotten up when it was still dark. I washed up with the cold water in the barrel, and when I pushed the door out, I saw a red round of the rising sun, and slowly climbed up the mountain to the east.

After a whole night of cool and low temperatures, the moment when the morning sun had not yet spilled, it was still so cold that Nuomi couldn't help but tighten her clothes.

This kind of situation was seen almost every day when she was still wandering outside. In recent years, the Tianwu Kingdom has been in a dry and barren state, with rare rainy weather, and every day is full of glory. This looks good, but it's really not the right weather to live.

However, since she reached the top of Qingquan Peak, she had never had the opportunity to see such a direct and warm sun. The five mountains of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were shrouded in a layer of immortal mist all year round, and whether it was sunlight or moonlight, they were all mercilessly blocked out. Now that she suddenly saw the usual sunrise again, Nuomi felt a little nostalgic.

When it was dawn, more people got up and moved around.

When Nuomi pushed open the door to watch the sunrise, only those mortals doing chores were still busy quietly outside, and now. But even the doors of the surrounding rooms were opened, and some monks stepped out of the doors, beckoning the mortals to bring some warm water for washing and eating in the morning.

She watched curiously for a long time, and someone came to her door to bring her warm water, cloth towels, and food boxes. She was embarrassed to say that she had already washed with cold water, so she hurriedly wiped her face with warm water again.

This time, it was not the little girl who came to give her the food box yesterday, but two lean young people. After delivering the food box to the glutinous rice, the two cleaned up a little, carried the wooden barrel from yesterday, and retreated quietly.

Glutinous rice blinked her eyes, and wanted to say something to them, but she didn't seize the opportunity.

There was already a lot of noise outside. Glutinous rice has not forgotten the purpose of jì's coming this time. She had even heard the senior brothers around her talk about Ye Fan's arrangements at the competition this time. She was thinking about cheering.

In the morning, she ate some delicate snacks, and no one came to blame her for eating too much last night, so glutinous rice was a little bolder. At the same time, he had a lot of things in his heart, and he was bent on going to see the senior brother soon, so he stuffed the things down, and he didn't even know what he was swallowing.

When the glutinous rice runs out again. The disciples who happened to meet Qingquan Peak walked out of the room one after another. Some Qingquan Peak disciples noticed the storage of glutinous rice and raised their hands to greet her, and she also responded with a suppressed breath. The people around were walking slowly. Glutinous rice looked around for a moment, and then slowed down.

At this time, there is naturally no effort to talk about the scene. The rings of the competition have all been set up, and each one is spaced fifty meters apart. The ring is divided into two sides, one side is a red ring, the other end is a cyan one, and the flags of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Tiesheng Gate are hung on the two rings respectively, representing the belonging of these rings.

At the head of every ring, there will initially be a disciple who guards the ring. As long as someone goes up and knocks the other person out of the ring, they can take over the ring. As long as the disciple who guards the ring can hold ten challenges, the ring will be taken down permanently. With a time limit of five days, the final comparison of the number of rings between the two can be distinguished.

Of course, the disciple who guarded the ring could have a half-pillar of incense rest time after a battle. Otherwise, if this is a continuous wheel battle, even Ye Fan may not be able to survive ten challenges.

With an identity like Ye Fan, he naturally wouldn't be the first to stand on top and stupidly guard the ring. He didn't even plan to challenge today, he just stood far away with his hands behind his back, and looked at the provocative disciples in the ring lightly.

Ye Fan can already be said to be the idol of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he stood far away under the ring, and many disciples were around him, muttering quietly, and he wanted to come to Ye Fan to show his face, but he felt that he would be driven away, where did he dare to really move forward. Wherever Ye Fan stopped, a small circle would be vacated in the center of the crowd, as if there was an invisible fence between him and the people around him, which made people dare not cross it.

Glutinous rice naturally saw Ye Fan from a distance. If she had thought before, she would have run over by now. She was much simpler than the other mountain sect disciples, and her thoughts were not so complicated, and she never thought that she would arouse Ye Fan's disgust because of this.

But now, after only two steps, her pace slowed down, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her neckline.

She was wearing the same set of clothes that Ye Fan gave her before, and she specially turned it out again and often wore it on her body. The embroidery on the collar was much lighter because of the lot of rubbing, and even if she reached out to touch it now, she was about to lose the bumps and bumps.

Wearing this dress on her body, it seemed to remind her that Ye Fan was also paying attention to her. Thinking about it this way, no matter what difficulties she encountered, she felt that she could overcome the past. But it is precisely because of this dress that it now reminds Nuomi that Ye Fan doesn't want to have anything to do with her.

The storage bag that Ye Fan gave her, she still put on her body, she didn't know all the things that Ye Fan did at that time, but she was not stupid, she could still understand the meaning of Ye Fan's estrangement.

The elder brother didn't want to have anything to do with her—the mere fact was enough to make Glutinous lose her strength in an instant, and even lose the courage to approach her.

In the end, she could only look at Ye Fan from a distance not far away, just like those disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect next to her.

Ye Fan stood quietly beside the ring on the side of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for a long time, and there was no expression on his face, then he turned around and walked towards the ring guarded by the other Tiesheng Sect disciple.

"Hey, Uncle Ye Fan is going to make a move?" "Who knows, it's too early......"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect around him were really paying attention to Ye Fan, and seeing Ye Fan walking towards the ring of the Tiesheng Gate, they all followed behind and discussed in detail. Their voices were already very low, but where could they escape Ye Fan's ears and eyes. Ye Fan's steps paused slightly, but he didn't look back, just walked all the way in the direction of the ring.

Nuomi had already made up her mind to cheer for Ye Fan, but when she saw Ye Fan suddenly turn around and walk away, she didn't bother to listen to the whispers of the senior brothers around her, so she quickly squeezed out of the crowd and followed from a distance.

At this time, the entire empty training ground was full of people, but it didn't seem that Nuomi was staggering behind Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't go far, and came to the edge of the ring guarded by a disciple of the Tiesheng Sect very casually, and stood quietly to watch the people in the stand. At this time, the competition had not yet completely begun, and the disciples in the ring were just standing, bored, and most of them were saying some complacent and provocative words to the people below. Ye Fan stood and listened to two sentences, frowned, and continued to walk forward.

Glutinous rice didn't dare to follow too closely, and didn't dare to lean to Ye Fan's side, so he walked a little slower. After Ye Fan walked past the two rings, she passed by the first one, and finally heard the words that the Tieshengmen disciple on the ring was talking uncleanly, naturally they were not good words, some of the words were too rough, and Nuomi didn't know the meaning of those words at all. But only listening to the small half of what she understands is no longer a pleasant word.

If he saw Ye Fan frowning, Nuomi would definitely be able to understand the mood of the senior brother at this moment.

Ye Fan walked and stopped, and his steps were not fast, he looked at several rings along the way, some stood for a long time, and some just glanced at it quietly, and immediately turned around and left, making Nuomi a little inexplicable. It wasn't until he walked to the front of a certain ring that Ye Fan finally stood still.

There was also a disciple of the Tiesheng Sect standing in the ring, but that disciple was different from the guard next to him, he didn't stand in the ring and speak wildly, but stood next to the flagpole in the ring, standing obliquely with his eyes closed, looking like he was recuperating, and he didn't care that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were pointing at him at all.

Ye Fan stood in front of the ring and watched it for a long time, and it seemed that he really didn't leave.

Seeing that Ye Fan was standing, Nuomi hurriedly squeezed over. She wasn't like other disciples, just thinking about showing her face in front of Ye Fan. As long as she can get close to Ye Fan and look at Ye Fan, she already feels very satisfied.

This comparison is the cultivation ability of the two disciples, and naturally it will not be procrastinated. After the guards on both sides had all stood up, there were several melodious bells in the distance.

As soon as the first bell rang, the disciple who closed his eyes and recuperated in the Tieshengmen ring suddenly opened his eyes, stared directly at Ye Fan in the audience, and hooked his finger towards Ye Fan, making a gesture of "come up".

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In the end, I still have to knock on the bowl and ask for tickets~ Are you all ready to go home for the New Year? I'll go home for the New Year in two days~ But the update will definitely not break, don't worry!