Chapter 13: The Martial Assemblies
Entering the top ten, can you worship an elder as a teacher?
Ye Luo's heart moved, and the ten elders sitting on the high stone chair were all strong people who needed them to look up to, and it was naturally a great thing to be able to worship under a certain elder. You must know that there are more than 2,000 outer disciples in the Golden Dragon Pavilion, and except for some people with outstanding talents who are favored by the elders and accepted as disciples, most of the others do not have this kind of good opportunity. Ye Meng and Ye Xiu'er were also disciples who cultivated to the three-star realm at a young age, and their qualifications were good, so they were accepted into the door by Lu Hexuan.
In the past, those disciples of the first star realm and the second star realm, knowing that the competition was not limited to the disciples of the three-star realm, could not enter the top ten, and the willingness to sign up to participate in the martial arts conference was not strong, but this year was different, under the stimulation of the two conditions of rich rewards and being able to worship the elders as teachers, everyone wanted to try their luck and was ready to go to the stage.
When Ye Luo and the three of them went to the registration point at Gukou to register just now, they saw the thick registration list, and they knew that the number of outer disciples participating in the martial arts conference was very large, which was rare over the years, and basically everyone participated.
The competition will be played by lot, and the loser will be eliminated directly, and the winner will advance to the next round. When Ye Luo and the three of them registered, they had already drawn their respective opponents by the way. Ye Luo was lucky, he was facing a one-star realm disciple, and he was ranked behind, so there was no pressure on him to advance.
And Ye Meng and Ye Xiu'er were not so lucky, both of them drew three-star realm opponents, and they had to go through a hard battle to ensure that they would not be eliminated in the first round.
The martial arts conference has been held for hundreds of sessions, and everyone is already familiar with all kinds of processes, and after the specified time, it will be announced by the pavilion master Gu Xinghua himself, and then Elder Wu of Yundu Peak will take the registration list and stand on the martial arts platform to start the roll call, and the outer disciples who have been named will come to the stage to fight.
"Ruan Hongpeng!"
"Here!"
"Ma Neng Zhou!"
"Here!"
With Elder Wu's clear cheers, two one-star foreign disciples stood up from the crowd and walked up to the martial platform with their heads held high.
"Ruan Hongpeng, Ma Nengzhou, you should all understand the rules of martial arts, so I won't say anything more! I just remind you to pay attention here: Don't harm the lives of your fellow disciples! Okay, you can start!"
Elder Wu said, his body swayed slightly, and he retreated to the edge of the martial platform, standing there to monitor the two disciples of the martial arts.
The two one-star foreign disciples shook their spirits, rose up with all their might, and began to collide fiercely on the martial arts platform. Both of them wanted to get the first victory in this first game, punching back and forth, the wind was flickering, and the fight was not lively.
For those two-star realm and three-star foreign disciples watching the battle below, the exchange between one-star realm disciples like this was really not ornamental, they either looked blank and whispered something to their friends, or they crossed their knees and closed their eyes, seizing the last bit of time before the martial arts to cultivate, and striving to keep their state at their best.
As for Ye Luo, this was the first time he had participated in this kind of martial arts competition, and he had no experience in fighting, so from the beginning of the battle between the two outer disciples on the martial arts platform, he widened his eyes and meticulously paid attention to the moves and styles of the two, and then kept it in mind, silently deduced in his heart, found out the strengths of others, and made up for his own shortcomings.
"Let me go down!"
The two one-star realm disciples in the fight did their best as soon as they came up, stimulating their strongest combat power, so they quickly divided the winner and loser, but in just thirty breaths, the disciple named Ma Nengzhou suddenly broke out, struck hard, and knocked his opponent Ruan Hongpeng off the stage.
"In the first game, Ma Neng won every week!"
Elder Wu immediately loudly announced the name of the victor, and casually drew the name of the defeated from the roster, and then called out the name of the next pair of disciples.
In the martial arts conference, since the first one, every battle is short and intense, and the longest is not more than 100 breaths, and after half a day, there have been hundreds of foreign disciples who have decided the winner. The winner is triumphant, and the loser is dejected.
After an hour of noon, a group of elders and disciples went to have lunch, then rested for a while, and regathered in the valley, where the martial arts meeting continued.
At dusk, Ye Meng, Ye Xiuer, and Ye Luo took the stage one after another.
Although Ye Meng and Ye Xiu'er's strength is strong, their opponents are also disciples of the three-star realm, and after a hard battle, they finally advanced dangerously and dangerously.
On the contrary, it was Ye Luo, when he fought with his opponent, he didn't use any secret techniques, just a casual punch, and knocked the opponent of the One Star Realm off the martial platform, winning with ease, and advancing to the next round.
Ye Luo is a three-star realm disciple, and winning a one-star realm disciple is a normal thing in the eyes of others, so his victory did not attract much attention.
After dark, the spirit stone lamps embedded in the mountain walls around the valley lit up, and the whole valley was like daylight, and the more than 1,000 famous disciples of the outer sect who advanced to the second round selected their opponents by drawing lots and continued to fight in the second round.
In the second round of the draw, Ye Luo, Ye Meng, and Ye Xiu'er were all lucky, and the opponents were also disciples of the Second Star Realm, but the three of them all knocked out the opponent in one move, and advanced to the third round without any suspense.
The difference is that Ye Meng and Ye Xiu'er defeated their opponents and used secret techniques. Ye Meng's "Thunder Fist" and Ye Xiu'er's "Falling Snow Palm" are all low-level secret arts, which are either rigid or soft when they are used, and they have good power.
And Ye Luo, as if he was promoted in the first round, was still just a casual punch, and the opponent was knocked off the stage without resistance.
This round of Ye Luo's appearance finally attracted the attention of some well-intentioned people, after all, his opponent was a two-star realm disciple, and he could win without using a single trick of the secret technique, which was enough to prove that Ye Luo's strength was much stronger than that of ordinary three-star realm disciples.
"This Ye Luo, he doesn't look like he's sixteen or seventeen years old, right? Xiu Wei has actually reached the three-star realm, it's a bit interesting!" Gu Xinghua, the Pavilion Master of the Golden Dragon Pavilion, who was sitting on the stone chair in the middle of the north side of the martial arts, fixed his eyes on Ye Luo, and said to an elder beside him with a smile.
"Without the need for secret arts, it is indeed extraordinary to be able to win so easily!" The elder twisted his beard lightly, shook his head and said: "In the past few years, except for Luo Zhen, I, Ma Tianhe, have not confiscated any decent disciples, if this son can break into the top ten, I will simply accept him!"
Gu Xinghua said with a smile: "Elder Ma, if you want to accept him, he won't necessarily choose you!"
Ma Tianhe smiled "hehe" and said, "If he doesn't choose me, then he is blind!"
"Elder Ma, it has been two years since Xue Yao's girl was promoted to the position of elder, and there are no disciples under her sect so far, if there are good seedlings this year, we should let her be!" said the only female elder sitting on Ma Tianhe's left, with a smile.
Ma Tianhe glanced at the girl in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the stone chair at the very edge, and frowned: "Xue Yao's temperament is too cold, and she is known as a 'torturer', how can any disciple dare to worship her as a teacher?"
Another elder interjected: "Yes, I remember that in the past two years, Xue Yao has accepted a lot of disciples......, right? I said Gu Pavilion Master, you have to persuade Xue Yao to change her temperament, otherwise she will definitely suffer in the future!"
Ma Tianhe nodded sympathetically, and said: "Let's teach our disciples to pay attention to the combination of leniency and severity, and the combination of tightness, but Xue Yao is blindly using tough means to force her disciples to cultivate, no matter how good the seedlings are, they will be abolished if they are taught by her like this!"
Gu Xinghua sighed and said, "What you said makes sense, but Xue Yao's girl is born like this, and I can't do anything about her! Forget it, I don't care if she can receive a disciple or not! In fact, I prefer that she can concentrate on cultivation and not be distracted by other things, so that her cultivation will have a greater hope of surpassing mine!"
The female elder smiled and said, "Xue Yao has a peculiar physique, she is the proud daughter of the heavens who has not been born in my Golden Dragon Pavilion for a hundred years, I dare to bet with anyone, her future achievements will definitely far surpass you and me!
"Hehe, yes! yes!" Ma Tianhe's eyes looked at the girl in Tsing Yi with a cold complexion again, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
After fierce battles, the second round of the duel ended in the early hours of the morning, and more than 500 people advanced to the third round of tomorrow's competition.
After leaving the martial arts field, Ye Luo and Ye Meng came to the Immortal Residence Peak where the male disciples of the outer gate were located, and chose a vacant courtyard on the peak to live.
The outer disciples of the Sanxing Realm all have independent courtyards, but the area of the courtyard is much smaller than that of the inner disciples, and the facilities in the house will be a little worse, and they cannot be compared with the core disciples.
Ye Luo knew that in the Golden Dragon Pavilion, strength determines status and treatment, and instead of envying those inner disciples and core disciples, it is better to work hard to improve his cultivation, so that he can have more and better treatment.
Although this courtyard is small, it is better than being clean and quiet, and it is many times stronger than the small bamboo house where he lived before.
This night, Ye Luo crossed his knees on the bed, recalling the wonderful duel scenes on the martial arts platform during the day, and then repeatedly deduced in his heart, so that he knew himself and his opponent. Then, he took a Juyuan Pill and began to run the Taishi Sutra and cultivate his True Yuan.
The Taishi Sutra is worthy of being a wonderful mystical method, every time he cultivates, Ye Luo clearly senses the increase in the true element, coupled with the fact that the Juyuan Pill has the effect of accelerating the absorption of the true essence of heaven and earth, Ye Luo feels that it will not be long before he will definitely be able to break through to the promotion level again.
After dawn, after having breakfast with Ye Meng in the canteen on the peak, the two of them went down to Xianju Peak, gathered with Ye Xiu'er, who was waiting at the bottom of the peak, and rushed to the martial arts field again.