Due to the large number of disciples, the first game was scheduled for the afternoon.

The competition adopts an elimination system, which means that half of the disciples will be eliminated in the first round.

The lottery can only draw the disciples who entered the sect in the same year as themselves, as for what kind of realm the disciples have cultivated after entering the sect, it depends on the disciples' own creation.

In other words, even if two disciples enter the sect in the same year, one is in the Jindan period and the other is in the foundation building period, then they can only consider themselves unlucky.

After the disciples who entered the sect in the same year decide the winner, the strongest disciples will play the final finals, in which if any disciple can successfully defeat a disciple who has been in the sect for a longer time than themselves, then for each additional year, they can get double rewards.

At present, the longest time among the participating disciples is five years, and if the disciples who have entered the sect this year can defeat him, they can get ten times the reward.

You must know that the rewards of the Sect Contest are five Heavenly Extreme Treasures, and a tenfold increase is fifty.

And the heaven-level treasures possessed by the entire Ning Sword Sect were only worth breaking a hundred!

As for the disciples who have been in the sect for more than five years, they will not be able to participate in the sect competition - the difference in strength is too great, which affects fairness.

Glancing at the bustling crowd, Jiang Linyao estimated that she would have to play three or four games before she could enter the finals, and she didn't know how long her strength could be hidden.

Suddenly, her hand was pinched, Jiang Linyao lowered her head, and saw the little dragon cub with a worried face: "Sister." ”

"I'm fine, don't worry." Jiang Linyao patted his head and said comfortingly.

"I'm not worried." The little dragon cub smiled, his eyebrows curled, "I mean to say, no matter what happens, I'm here." ”

The warm summer sun fell through the branches and leaves, and Jiang Linyao shook her head for a moment.

"Whatever happens, I'm here."

Her parents also said this, but they didn't fulfill their filial piety in their previous life and killed them.

Clenching her fists, Jiang Linyao took a deep breath. She would never allow those tragedies to happen again!

"Thank you."

"Sister, there is no need to thank you and me."

The little dragon cub looked at her steadily, with a surging emotion in his eyes. It's a pity that Jiang Linyao didn't pay attention.

Soon the first game began, and it was a coincidence that she had a bye in the first round.

The number of disciples in this session is odd, two and two duels, one person has a bye, and directly enters the next round.

Jiang Linyao was surprised that her luck was so good, and at the same time, she was also surprised that Song Qingwan didn't do anything.

The first round of the competition was not exciting, and many disciples who were not good at cultivation were directly defeated by the rest of the participating disciples with one move and went back in disgrace.

The second round is finally a bit of an eye-catcher.

In this round, Jiang Linyao drew No. 30, and the opponent was not clear, so she simply looked for a front seat to watch the game.

Through the competition, she probably learned about the characteristics of the disciples of each sect, and at the same time secretly noted the more prominent disciples in these sects.

It was her turn to play, and this time her opponent was a disciple of the Ao Ming Sect, named Sima Yun.

The moment she heard this name, Jiang Linyao felt bad in her heart, and after the disciple came to the stage, she reluctantly pressed her temples.

The woman in front of her was exactly the same as Sima Chi, who was talking about her in person this morning, and even the provocative eyes were exactly the same.

Jiang Linyao turned her head to look at the audience, and at the front of the stands, there was a person who was exactly the same as the woman on the stage, her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyebrows were cold.

Although the two have the same appearance, their temperament is completely different.

It seems that these two should be sisters, Sima Chi is the sister who entered the Ning Sword Sect last year, and this Sima Yun in the audience is the younger sister who entered the Ao Ming Sect this year.

Because of the incident in the morning, Sima Chi held a grudge against her, and secretly arranged for her to face Sima Yun, and she came over to fight with her instead of Sima Yun.

It is estimated that he has obtained some pill weapon in his hand, otherwise it would be impossible for Sima Chi to come to power so confidently in the early stage of Jindan.

"Eh, you say, can this Jiang Linyao beat Sima Yun?" The disciples below were obviously interested in this game.

"Do you need to ask? Although Sima Yun only entered the sect this year, it is now the early stage of Jindan, and she is the best among all the disciples this year, and she defeated Mo Ruyu who is also in the early stage of Jindan in the last game! ”

"It's also oh, but didn't it mean that Jiang Linyao also defeated others across levels in the trial at that time?"

"Where can it be compared, can that kind of small trial be the same as this kind of big competition? It's like Jiang Linyao can't be compared with Sima Yun! Hahaha! ”

There was a laugh around, Jiang Linyao tilted her head and glanced at everyone, and after seeing Song Qingwan in the distance, she understood again.

Inferior means.

She turned her head to look no further, but heard a series of "ouch" sounds coming from under the stands.

"Who tripped me?!"

"No, who pulled my hair just now?"

"Hey, don't pull the corners of my clothes!"

One by one, the people under the stands fell to the ground, covered in ashes and embarrassed, their faces full of anger, looking everywhere for the culprit, but they could not find even a single figure.

Somehow, Jiang Linyao's heart moved, and she looked towards the little dragon cub.

The little one was sitting on a stone in the distance and shaking his feet, and when he saw her, his big eyes blinked.

This little guy ......

Jiang Linyao lowered her eyes, her heart warmed, and when she raised her eyes again, the Frost Condensing Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and headed towards Sima Chi!

Sima Chi obviously didn't expect her to be so ruthless, staggered a few steps, and almost didn't dodge.

Maybe it was vanity, and she made a fool of herself as soon as she came up, which made her a little angry, and she directly threw out all her brains.

The spiritual power turned into thousands of sharp arrows and headed towards Jiang Linyao, and the dense sharp arrows were overwhelming, shrouding Jiang Linyao in a shadow.

Others felt the pressure of this huge spiritual power, and couldn't help but gasp.

"This spiritual power...... It's not just the early stage of Jindan, right?! At least in the middle of the game, or even nearing the end of the stage! ”

"How is that possible? Wasn't she still in the early stages of the first round? ”

"It must be a magic weapon or an elixir, after all, Sima is also a big family, and this kind of thing can still be taken out." A disciple's face was full of disdain, "Jiang Linyao is finished this time." ”

Many people sighed - not that Jiang Linyao was going to lose, but that the game was about to end just now.

"yes, it's over." An immature voice sounded from the side of everyone, and several people suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when they looked down, they saw that there was a little boy standing next to them at some point

The little boy was born beautiful, with a pair of big round eyes looking at everyone, which was extra cute.

The disciple next to him became interested and asked, "Are you from Ning Jian Sect?" Do you also think Jiang Linyao is doomed? ”

"Nope." The little boy shook his head, his white and tender little face was full of seriousness, "I'm talking about Sima Chi's end." ”

He stretched out his little finger to the competition table, and at this time, all the sharp arrows had fallen on Jiang Linyao's body, but he couldn't see Jiang Linyao's defense.

Maybe the scene was too shocking, and they didn't notice that the little guy was talking about Sima Chi.

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled on the game, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Jiang Linyao's figure gradually became clear.

She stood there unscathed, just crossed her chest and raised her eyebrows: "That's it? Is this your strength? ”