"Hmph, carving insect skills!" Di Shuye chuckled, and the right fist that had originally blasted towards Yan Tage slammed suddenly, turned incredibly, and smashed into the chrysanthemum petals that the short spear turned into.

"Puff puff puff ......" A series of light sounds in mid-air, Di Shuye punched down, and the dozens of chrysanthemum petals that cut through the space were instantly blasted into slag, turned into a short spear again, and fell to the ground.

A figure swept like lightning, the probe snatched the short gun in his hand, and quickly retreated, this person retreated and advanced extremely fast, Di Shuye didn't pay attention to it, and secondly, his heart was not here, and he snatched the short gun.

"Sure enough, he!" "The voice of the sky slapping the water sounded, "This body, that's right, that person didn't kill you at the beginning, and the way to escape is exactly like this!"

"It's you?" the man recaptured the spear, and only then did he look into the middle of the field after retreating, and when he could see Di Shuye's face clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Di Shuye looked carefully, this person looked like he was at most twenty years old, but he had long curly white hair, which looked extremely weird, and he was frowning and staring at Di Shuye at this time, and the other person was obviously a person from the Shuzong, who walked quickly to Yan Tage's side and looked at Yan Tage nervously.

"Ju Shaobao, what are you doing to hurt me?" Yan Tage pushed the man away and glared at the white-haired young man.

"Trash!" the white-haired young man scolded angrily in his heart, "If Lao Tzu doesn't make a move, I'm afraid it will warm up on the ground." ”

"Young Sect Master, you should thank Ju Shaobao, otherwise you will ......" The person next to Yan Tage said in a low voice, obviously for the sake of Yan Tage's face, the words were not finished.

"Otherwise, what?" Yan Tage looked at the person beside him, suddenly showed a sudden appearance, and said angrily: "Okay, you mean that otherwise I will be injured by this kid Qinzong, right?

"Straw bale!" Yan Da, who was submissive beside him, scolded in his heart, only to hear Yan Tage shouting unrelentingly: "You all stay for me and don't move, watch me clean up this kid!"

Di Shuye didn't listen to what he was saying at all, at this moment, his attention was completely on that Ju Shaobao. There are doubts and puzzles in my heart.

"This person named Ju Shaobao, why did he intercept me back then? Was he entrusted by someone or did he have a grudge against me? I didn't have any intersection with Ju Zong, why was that?"

Although he had doubts in his heart, this was obviously not the best time to make a move, the slight fight just now must have attracted the attention of the major sects, and Di Shuye didn't want to expose himself.

"What are you doing?"

Sure enough, the sound of cold drinking came, and Yan Rudao, the master of the Book Sect, rushed over.

"Master!" No matter how arrogant Yan Tage was, he didn't dare to splash in front of his ancestor, and shouted respectfully.

"Hmph, go back!" Yan Rudao glanced at Di Shuye without a trace, the scene that happened here, with his saint-level cultivation, there is no doubt that everything is in his eyes, and the disciple in the sect lost to the disciple of the Qin Sect, he can naturally see it.

"Ye, are you okay?" After everyone left, Han Jiangxue stepped forward, gently held Di Shuye's hand, and asked with concern.

Shaking his head, Di Shuye smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'll send you back, I have to play tomorrow." ”

Along the way, although Di Shuye talked and laughed with Han Jiangxue, his heart could not calm down, and when he arrived at the foot of Hengdi Peak, the two hugged each other for a while, Di Shuye kissed Han Jiangxue's delicate pink cheeks, and rushed back to Guqin Peak.

"That Ju Shaobao is obviously a person from Juzong, but I have not had any intersection with Juzong since I was born, so why would Ju Shaobao intercept and kill me?"

Back in the house, Di Shuye muttered to himself, he thought that it was the people of the Qi Sect who were supposed to intercept and kill him, and disguised themselves as the sect that cultivated the Mu surname, but he didn't expect that it was really the sect that cultivated the Mu surname, the Ju Sect.

"And I heard a few elders of the Qin Sect say that the big competition of the sect was held in the Ju Sect fifty years ago, after that big competition, the vitality of the Ju Sect was greatly damaged, it stands to reason that the whole of the Ju Sect has changed to Taoguang and Yang, and its disciples should not do such things, what secrets are hidden in this?"

That night, after thinking about it, Di Shu couldn't sleep until dawn, and then fell asleep.

Similarly, this night, in the Juzong accommodation area, Ju Shaobao also stayed awake all night.

"I didn't expect that in just four years, he was so strong, it seems that worrying is superfluous......"

Ju Shaobao sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about it in his head, and then smiled bitterly in his heart: "It's just like this, the incident back then...... It's a pimple......"

The next day, after the Qin Sect greeted the major sects for breakfast, the eight major sects gathered in the Guqin Peak martial arts arena.

The huge martial arts arena, the gathering of the disciples of the Qin Sect can only occupy a corner, but now it is full of people on all sides, the eight sects of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Meilan, Zhuju, not only have the younger generation of disciples participate in the small competition once every ten years, but also a large number of disciples in order to participate in the fifty-year sect competition.

The difference between the big and small sects is that the eight major sects have no rewards regardless of whether they are big or small, to put it bluntly, everyone gets together and competes to promote the cultivation enthusiasm of the disciples of the major sects.

Di Shu was mixed on the side of the Qin Sect at night, looking up, the east, west, north, northeast, southeast, southwest, southwest, and northwest of the martial arts arena were respectively qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, Meilan, Zhuju, and under the high platform on the side of the martial arts field, on the edge of a row of long tables, the heads of the eight major sects who came this time were seated.

The eight people are, the two elders of Qinzong, the bell-ringer, the chess sect Bu Qianji, the book sect Yan Rudao, the painting sect Tang Xun, Mei Zongmei Renxing, Lan Zonglan Baichuan, the bamboo sect Ye Fangweng, and the Ju Zong He Baisha. These eight people are all saint-level masters, and as judges, no one is unconvinced.

As the host, the Qin Sect naturally arranged everything by the Qin Sect, these people are obviously old men who have experienced several sect competitions, and the procedures are skillful and tight, and the bell ringers announce the rules and order of the competition.

The first thing to hold is a small competition held once every ten years for the younger generation of disciples, and each sect needs to send twenty people to participate, whether it is a team battle or a one-on-one, the winner is decided by the judges, and the point is up.

The eight major sects choose the lottery system, the eight major sects fight against each other, and the winning four major sects draw lots again, two by two, this way of playing is obviously not fair, but no one has any objections, after all, this time the eight major sects gather, the real finale is once in fifty years, and the small competition is naturally insignificant.

After the small competition, it is called the name game, the so-called name game, popularly speaking, it is the ring competition, the revenge of the wronged and the revenge of the revenge, the fight starts from the Qin Sect, and goes down in turn.

The only restriction is that no one can play more than three games in a row, and after three games, they will take a temporary break and play again on the second day.

After a short and simple announcement, the leaders of the younger generation of the major sects began to draw lots on stage, the so-called younger generation is actually not the younger generation, but the Xiaobi ten years ago did not participate, and the disciples who have grown up in the past ten years can participate, regardless of age.

However, the contestants of the major sects are obviously young people, most of them are young people between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five, and they are all standing in front of the sect camp and looking forward to it.

The person in charge of the Qin Sect is obviously Drunken Dragon Yin, Di Shuye This is the second time he has seen this man who looks gentle, compared to eight years ago, Drunken Dragon Yin has an extra calm aura on his body, and on him, there is a faint bloody killing aura revealed.

"The eldest brother has repeatedly traveled to the Broken Dragon Mountain Range to experience over the years, and the average junior disciple has not yet approached him, and it is even powerful if he can fight with his legs. Drunken Fufeng giggled on the side.

"The killing aura is really strong!" Di Shuye nodded in admiration, "Okay, their lottery is over, and I don't know which sect our Qin Sect will draw with!"

After all, after the cultivation power reaches the fifth level, it can easily perceive some situations around the body, and after the blessing of the breath, it will not be possible to detect the difference between each stick.

"Report the numbers on the bamboo sticks in your hands, and if the numbers are the same, it means that the two of you will have a competition!" said the bell ringer in a loud voice to the first few young people.

"Qin Sect vs. Chess Sect, Book Sect vs. Mei Sect, Painting Sect vs. Ju Sect, Bamboo Sect vs. Lan Sect. The draw is over, now please decide the way of the game between the two sides, the first group, Qinzong Qizong, this time Qinzong is the host, the decision is in the hands of Qizong, please decide the way of battle!"

"Alas, I didn't expect that it was the chess sect that won the draw. Drunk Fufeng sighed, seeing Di Shuye's face full of doubts, he explained with a wry smile: "It's not that I have the ambition of others to destroy my own prestige, our eight major sects in the Western Continent, the weakest is our Qin Sect, and the strongest is the Qi Sect Meilan Zhuju Four Sects Except for the Ju Sect last time, the other four sects should not be underestimated. ”

"Could it be that the eight major sects of the Western Continent are still ranked?" Di Shu was surprised.

"Isn't this the ranking of the sect every ten years? I heard my father say that in the past hundred years, our Qin Sect has never won the first place, and has even been eliminated in the first round several times......

After listening to Zui Fufeng's explanation, Di Shuye also understood, it seems that the younger generation of Qinzong is indeed unpopular, and in the past hundred years, there has not been a championship, no wonder I heard so many words of disgust for Qinzong last night.

"Four years ago...... In the Fog Shadow Mountain Range, the people of the Chess Sect are all dead, so the people who participated in the Chess Sect this time ...... "Di Shuye suddenly remembered what happened in the Fog Shadow Mountain Range four years ago, when the six brothers of the Chess Sect Dream God Machine and others came out of the Dream God Machine, the other five people were all killed in the Fog Shadow Mountain Range.

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