"Sect Master, the elder is good. ”

The disciples in the audience saluted to Mo Zhizhi and the four elders in an orderly manner.

Mo Zhizhi raised his hand and pressed it.

"Disciples, you don't have to be polite, today, the sect competition, that is, the disciple qualifying competition, has officially begun, and the disciples in the Qi refining period have stepped forward. ”

Click.

A cloud of smoke and dust stirred up from the audience.

Twenty-one disciples, including Mo Yun, walked to the bottom of the martial arts platform.

After they all stood up, Mo Zhizhi stretched out a hand, in the shape of a support, palm upward, slowly raised, and the spiritual power around his body was slowly pulled out.

Mo Yun only felt an itch on his waist, as if something was about to come out, he opened his shirt, and a small jade sword flew into the sky, which was the disciple of the sect, and the other disciples present were also like this.

The most strange thing is that there is a disciple's door number that came out of the crotch of his pants, which caused everyone to laugh for a while, and his master on the stage hid his face and expressed helplessness.

The twenty-one small swords that rose into the sky were like a long snake of sword qi swimming beside him under Mo Zhizhi's control.

From time to time, Mo Zhizhi stretched out his other hand and dotted it on his 'snake body', as if he was inscribed something.

Then, he pressed his big hand towards the void of everyone in the audience.

Boom –

The swimming long snake suddenly disintegrated and shot at the disciples in the audience.

Seeing that this little sword was shooting at an extremely fast speed, Mo Yun raised his hand to block it in front of his eyes.

"Ahh

Of course, this door card will not really shoot at the disciples, under the control of Mo Zhizhi, they hovered steadily in front of each disciple, arranged neatly, and people couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the sect master, and the precision of the control of power.

Seeing Mo Yun covering his face so timidly, Mo Zhizhi shook his head helplessly.

And Mo Yun also found that the little sword just stopped in front of him.

He clapped his hands, tried to defuse the embarrassment, and then took it casually.

"Seven?"

Mo Yun, who took the small sword, saw the changes on it as soon as he took it, and the surface of the jade sword was engraved with aura.

The rest of the disciples also had numbers ranging from one to twenty-one engraved on them.

At this time, Mo Zhizhi began to explain.

"In this competition, after each competition, there will be a draw of lots and a new number, and these numbers represent your opponents. ”

"For example, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, and so on. ”

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Sect Master, according to what you say, what should I do on the twenty-one. ”

Mo Yun and the others followed the prestige, it was the brother who had just released the jade sword door number from the crotch of his pants.

Hearing his question, Mo Zhizhi looked at him and said with a smile.

"Hehehe, you kid is lucky, this is the first time you have a bye, and when they are finished, you can directly participate in the next stage of the draw. ”

The disciple was overjoyed, "Hahaha, master, I directly advanced to the top!"

An elder on the stage was afraid that he would continue to chatter, so he couldn't help but stop, "Okay, okay, we all know it." ”

The other disciples cast envious glances.

"It's not at the bottom directly, is it really because the sect master dislikes him that the door number came out of the crotch of his pants?"

Mo Yun was also a little unbalanced in his heart, he suspected that his father was deliberately not giving himself a bye, so that he could directly enter the next round.

Father and son looked at each other, looking into each other's eyes.

Mo Yun confidently removed the word doubt.

Mo Zhizhi really did it on purpose.

Mo Zhizhi: "Hmph, stinky boy, with me, you don't want to have a bye!"

At this time, many disciples have already learned who their opponent is through the people next to him, Mo Yun is also looking curiously, asking if the person around him is No. 8, according to the rules, his opponent is No. 8, he wants to know who this No. 8 is, and what his strength is, but unfortunately, the people near him are not No. 8.

Soon, this first game had already begun, but Mo Yun didn't stay, he chose to return to the sword training room.

Temporary cramming, unhappy and light!

Of course, Mo Zhizhi also saw Mo Yun sneaking away, but as the sect master, he still couldn't be absent from this kind of collective activity within the sect, so he had to stay in his seat.

"This stinky boy, won't he go back to sleep again!"

He would never believe that Mo Yun would go back to practice his sword obediently.

The truth was indeed as he thought, Mo Yun stayed in the sword practice room for less than a while before returning to his room, but he did not sleep, but entered the scroll world and practiced with the stickman.

I have to say that Mo Yun felt that his imitation ability was quite good, and he remembered the days when he signed the teacher's notes on his behalf and asked for leave to go out.

Alas, it's better to get back to Earth soon.

As he spoke, the 'Heavenly Rust' on his hand danced again.

Slowly, Mo Yun began to speed up.

The footsteps are blurred, but they are extremely accurate to step on a point, which is incomparably consistent with the trajectory of the stickman.

'Heavenly Rust' also seemed to be endowed with spiritual wisdom, blooming into sword circle lotus flowers in Mo Yun's hands.

"Yikes!"

One didn't pay attention, his left foot stepped on his right foot, his legs were knotted, and Mo Yun slammed his butt to the ground.

The heavenly rust also fell vertically, inserted between Mo Yun's legs.

"Whew~"

Mo Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, "It seems that with the current physical fitness, it is still a little difficult to forcibly complete these movements. ”

So he exited the scroll world and returned to his room.

At this time, Mo Zhizhi also happened to walk into Mo Yun's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mo Yun looking like he was about to collapse, lying on the bed on all fours.

"You kid, I'll pay attention to your father's image. ”

Mo Zhizhi taught him that he was also a person from the past, and he understood everything.

Then he said.

"I've finished the second group today, and you're going to play tomorrow, how about it, are you ready? ”

It turned out that Mo Zhizhi was worried about Mo Yun's unstable strength, thinking that not long ago, Mo Yun said to himself that he had fallen back to the fifth layer of qi refining, and he was also stunned at that time, how could a good congenital qi refining perfection fall into the realm, but Mo Yun immediately explained that it was because of his different cultivation techniques, and he went back, if he really let Mo Zhizhi find out that he was not his son, he would suffer.

Mo Yun was lying on the bed, weak.

"If you're embarrassed, you shouldn't drag me to the competition, so I'm also the senior brother of the twenty or so junior brothers, and if you do this, I will become the lowest status in the family." ”

Mo Zhizhi kicked Mo Yun's knee, causing Mo Yun's knee reflex, and kicked it back, Mo Yun smiled awkwardly to apologize.

"Dad, what is the strength of my opponent tomorrow, get to the bottom of it. ”

He believed that since his father had drawn this lot, he would at least have to arrange for himself a similar or weaker one.

Mo Zhizhi, who finished wiping his trouser legs, looked at Mo Yun.

"Hmph! I don't know what your kid has in mind, this time your father and I didn't cheat you, since you said that you are a fifth-layer qi refiner, then I will arrange an opponent for you to be a fifth-layer qi refining, you won't be too high, right?"

"Hey, hey, no, no, yes. ”

Mo Yun thought to himself, both are the fifth layer of qi refining, but I do cultivate the [Immortal Qi Refining Fifth Layer] of the Immortal Spiritual Qi is much more powerful than you, the [Fan Qi Refining Fifth Layer], I just hope that the 'Heavenly Rust' will be able to fight for breath at that time, and not be broken by the other party's sword.

(Ps: Lalala, there's still one chapter that's been modified, come on, come on, the story will be more exciting after the change, so stay tuned!)