The whole martial arts competition lasts for half a month, the first ten days are a competition between disciples, and the last five days are a feast. As long as you come to the tournament, you can participate in this five-day feast, and on the last day, the results of the competition are announced, and the ownership of the world will also be announced.

This time, the most popular ones were naturally the Quiet Dome Mountain and the Star Pivot Gate, and the two personal disciples of the head of the Quiet Dome Mountain were all present, which was tantamount to a boulder hanging above everyone's heads. Yan Qingshi is a cultivator, who knows if his apprentice will be crazier than him.

The second is Ye Bai, a rookie from the Star Pivot Gate.

Ye Bai still has some friendship with Mu Shuning, Ye Bai is the same age as Mu Shuning, and he is also a disciple of the same period, when he entered the Taixu Secret Realm, Ye Bai also saved Mu Shuning's life.

Ye Bai is the personal disciple of Yan Yuqin, the master of the Star Pivot Sect Badao Hall, and he is already at the peak of Jindan's cultivation, and among his peers, he is also ranked high. This is not counted, what is scary is his set of mental methods that he has improved under the sword technique of the Badaotang, and the routines are tricky and elusive, which makes people unguardable.

Mu Shuning was talking to Chu Yuqing, and suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder, he subconsciously looked to the right, but he didn't see anyone, he couldn't cry or laugh, turned his head to the left, and saw Ye Bai who was smiling with a cunning face.

At this moment, the three people who were in the limelight stood together, and there was an instant silence on the field, and countless pairs of eyes were firmly fixed on these three people.

Mu Shuning was watched by so many people for the first time, and he was a little unaccustomed to it, so he subconsciously looked for Yan Qingshi's figure on the high platform. When a person feels crisis and tension, the first person he wants to find is the person he trusts the most.

When Mu Shuning didn't find Yan Qing on stage, he was subconsciously a little uneasy.

Ye Bai said: "Shu Ning, what are you looking for?" I'm here......"

Mu Shuning smiled reluctantly: "No, it's the first time I'm not used to a place with so many people." ”

Ye Bai snorted lightly: "You, you're almost suffocated into a gourd on Wanjian Peak." ”

Chu Yuqing stood aside and listened silently, unable to see what the expression was.

After the disciples have arrived, the martial arts competition officially begins, the first is the opening ceremony, to put it bluntly, the disciples line up to walk around the festival square, show their faces, and let everyone know each other.

Such a long, tedious and boring ceremony would take nearly a day.

Before it was the turn of Jingqiong Mountain, Mu Shuning stood on the periphery of the square, carefully looking for Yan Qingshi's figure on the high platform, Yan Qingshi, as the supreme leader, the seat should be the most eye-catching.

But Mu Shuning looked around, but still didn't find Yan Qingshi's figure.

Ye Bai hooked Mu Shuning's neck: "Why are you so upset today?" ”

Mu Shuning reluctantly pulled out a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little nervous." ”

Ye Bai raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Shu Ning, you can't do this, you can't always stay on Wanjian Peak, you have to come out to meet people, you have been happy for a hundred years and still do it like a child." ”

Mu Shuning uncomfortably shook off Ye Bai's hand that hooked his neck, and looked at the high platform with some weakness, but he still didn't see the figure he wanted to see the most.

"Master ......"

Mu Shuning muttered involuntarily.

Ye Bai's ears were sharp, and he heard Mu Shuning's shout: "What are you looking for your master?" Why haven't you been weaned yet? ”

As soon as he heard this, Chu Yuqing, who was not far away, suddenly raised his head, with a gloomy light in his eyes.

At this time, he saw a disciple wearing the uniform of the Heavenly Dao people running over, and said respectfully to Chu Yuqing, who was in the lead, "Disciple Jingqiong, please enter." ”

Before he could enter the Star Pivot Gate, Ye Bai waved his hand at Mu Shuning: "Come on." ”

Mu Shuning smiled politely.

The school uniform of the Jingqiong Mountain School is quite fairy, with a plain robe, a light green belt, light green embroidery patterns on the cuffs of the placket, and even the color of the headband is uniform green, but all the disciples spontaneously replaced the headband with their own, no one wears it, and Mu Shuning is a little special - he wears it all the time, and if he can sleep without losing his hair, he can't wait to wear it all the time.

Jingqiong Mountain lined up in a neat phalanx, following behind the disciples of the Lancang Palace, the Lancang Palace was full of female disciples, following them, and the disciples of the Jingqiong said that the pressure was quite high.

Mu Shuning didn't have time to pay attention to the "gentle township of cultivators" in front of him, he seemed to be greeting the people in the stands, but in fact he was still persevering looking for Yan Qingshi's figure.

Suddenly, a powerful sight burst through the air from behind him.

Mu Shuning trembled, and turned his head to look at it regardless of the ground.

I saw Yan Qingshi dressed in a black dress, with a golden cirrus pattern, his face was cold, his face lines were tight, his aura was powerful, within a single step, no one dared to get close, it was his own domain, powerful and powerful.

Mu Shuning only felt that she was about to cry the moment she saw Yan Qing.

Yan Qingshi saw Mu Shuning turn his head, bow slightly, and the lip line that had been tight softened slightly. His gaze was still stern, as if to remind him of something.

Mu Shuning was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he was still in the Heavenly Dao Sect's Heaven Sacrifice Square, and hurriedly turned his head, but he didn't expect Chu Yuqing's footsteps in front of him to suddenly slow down, Mu Shuning didn't see it, and hit Chu Yuqing's back headlong, his nose hurt, and tears almost fell.

Fortunately, Jing Qiong's disciples had not yet reached the center of the square, and most of the eyes of the people in the stands were still glued to the female disciples of Lancang Palace in front of them, so Mu Shuning's action did not have much impact.

Chu Yuqing asked in a low voice: "Shu Ning, what's the matter with you?" ”

Mu Shuning adjusted his mood and said, "It's okay, I'm patronizing and greeting everyone." ”

Chu Yu didn't believe him, turned back thoughtfully, and after seeing Yan Qingshi, he hooked the corners of his mouth and continued to lead the team.

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After the opening ceremony on the first day, all the disciples had to start drawing lots to choose their opponents, and Mu Shuning drew an unknown disciple from an unknown sect.

There is a rule in these ten games, the first three games only win two or more games to continue the next game qualification, otherwise the points will be directly settled into the ranking, after three games, the fourth to sixth games are the same, the last four games will not be eliminated, and the total points will be directly settled at the end.

Ye Bai saw it and sighed: "Alas, it's pitiful." ”

Mu Shuning looked at him in surprise: "I'm not pitiful." ”

Ye Bai said: "I'm talking about your opponent." ”

Mu Shuning: "......"

Mu Shuning's opponent is called Man Tianxing, the head disciple of the Liao Sect.

Ye Bai leaned forward and said, "What kind of sect is this Liao sect?" ”

Mu Shuning shook his head.

"It's still called a starry sky? This name is good, and the whole cultivation realm knows him. ”

Mu Shuning couldn't help laughing, her eyes were crooked, Chu Yuqing came back from the lottery, and saw Mu Shuning laughing at a glance, and asked, "What's so happy?" ”

Mu Shuning seemed to offer a treasure: "Senior brother, you see that my opponent is the starry sky of Liao Zongmen. ”

Chu Yuqing raised her eyebrows: "The sky is full of stars? ”

After a long time, he said slowly: "Be merciful." ”

Ye Bai laughed out loud.

Mu Shuning still smiled: "Yes, senior brother." ”

After the opponents were determined after the draw that day, there was nothing else, and all the disciples hurriedly returned to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day's competition. The schedule of the next day's competition was quite tight, and the first three games of each disciple had to be determined, the elimination of elimination, and the promotion of promotion, and the next nine days were relatively relaxed.

At night, Mu Shuning couldn't fall asleep on the bed over and over, he couldn't think about Yan Qing too much, and finally made a decision, taking advantage of the dead of night, the cat bent his waist, and sneaked to the "Jing" room.

Mu Shuning knocked lightly three times, waiting for the response inside.

Soon, Yan Qingshi asked out loud, "Who?" ”

Mu Shuning deliberately remained silent.

After a while, Mu Shuning heard the sound of someone walking inside.

Mu Shuning smiled slyly and secretly hid behind the door.

Soon, the door opened, and the first to come out was a corner of Xuanbu clothes.

Extremely fast, Mu Shuning didn't wait for Yan Qingshi to react, and flew out, sticking towards Yan Qingshi like a piece of gummy.

Yan Qingshi didn't react at first, and his hands were pressed on the hilt of Cangwu's sword.

Hearing a soft call: "Master! ”

Yan Qing was stunned, and his hand loosened slightly.

The next moment, Mu Shuning threw himself into Yan Qingshi's arms with a bear pounce, rubbing and coquettish: "Master, I miss you so much~"

Yan Qingshi's eyes were as thick as ink, and they were wrapped in a faint softness.

"Why aren't you in your room?"

Mu Shuning was not tall, he was half a head shorter than Yan Qingshi, he bent over, buried his head in Yan Qingshi's arms, and said, "Recognize the bed." ”

The corners of Yan Qingshi's mouth hooked slightly: "Haven't you slept in the teacher's bed?" ”

Mu Shuning is like an unweaned child: "Master's bed is different. ”

Mu Shuning knew that he was extremely attached to Yan Qing's indulgence and favor for him, and he could only rely on this deep master-apprentice friendship to hide that rotten feeling in his heart.

Yan Qingshi completely relaxed, his hand left the hilt of Cangwu's sword, and his voice was stained with a bit of helplessness: "Go into the house, what kind of system will it be outside." ”

Mu Shuning didn't dwell too much, smiled at Yan Qingshi, and let go neatly, not seeing anything abnormal.

Yan Qingshi didn't pay much attention to it, turned around and led the person into the house.

Yan Qingshi's room was very spacious and clean, and it was a little abnormally simple, but it unexpectedly suited him.

Mu Shuning looked at it casually, and then went straight to the target - the bed.

Yan Qingshi had a slight smile line in the corner of his eyes, and said, "What kind of system." But it sounded harsh.

Mu Shuning knew that Yan Qing was scaring him, so he threw himself on the bed and said casually: "There are no outsiders, so I'm not afraid." ”

Yan Qingshi coughed lightly: "Can you be sure of tomorrow's martial arts competition?" ”

Mu Shuning sat up: "What, Shizun is worried about me?" ”

Yan Qingshi's face was serious: "I'm worried about them for the teacher." ”