In the early morning after seven days, Luo Yuefeng and his group of five were already waiting at the door.

Today is the day of the big competition of the sect, and they got up early to get ready.

Although their master has always been in-depth and simple, such a person like today will definitely be in attendance.

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Since the incident of Xiao Qinghe, Deng Huaguo's prestige in the sect has plummeted, and he has even suffered tremendous pressure......

Cultivators generally don't get old easily, but in the past ten years, the traces of time have been carved deeper on Deng Huaguo's face.

From this, it can also be imagined that he is suffering in his heart......

It's just that today he changed into a brand-new elder costume, with a light blue brocade robe on his body, and a dusty momentum made him look a little younger, maybe because he was in a good mood!

Seeing the arrival of the master, Wu Heng and the others hurriedly saluted, but Deng Huaguo waved his hand, and then signaled everyone to set off.

He was the first in the first line, and he had something to deal with before the start of this big competition, so he casually explained and left first.

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Although Wu Heng was recognized by the Divine Sword, he was now unable to control it, and the blue sword given by the Deputy Sect Master was not a magic weapon after all, so he couldn't fly with the sword now.

But fortunately, everyone is in the same class, and no one will laugh at him, and as for the problem of not being able to fly, there is no fear of a senior brother.

"Little junior brother, come up!"

Ye Pengfei beckoned to Wu Heng and motioned for him to go down with him.

Wu Heng was not pretentious, and jumped onto the flying sword of the senior brother with a jump.

A few people flew against the wind and headed towards the sect.

Along the way, Wu Heng saw that above the various mountain peaks, there were constantly disciples flying out of the Imperial Sword, and even those ordinary disciples of the Spirit Realm who were usually busy with cultivation also poured out.

Such a grand scene is really worthy of a great sect that has been established for thousands of years.

"Although those disciples of the Spirit Realm can't participate in such a competition, they can be inspired by watching the battles of the disciples of the True Realm Realm, which will be very useful for their own cultivation in the future, so even if they stop their cultivation, they will have to go and watch. ”

Ye Pengfei saw that Wu Heng was curious, so he explained.

Wu Heng nodded and said softly, he didn't really care much about this big competition, the reason why he came to participate was that he didn't want to live up to his master's entrustment, and more importantly, he wanted to see Rong Rong again.

Since what happened that night, Wu Heng's whole person has become a little gloomy.

Although he talked and laughed with the senior brother on the surface, his heart was full of deep pain and sorrow......

I have known Rong Rong since childhood, and I have experienced hardships together, so I thought that I could look at each other hand in hand with Rong Rong for a lifetime.

But who knew that God made people wish, Wu Heng not only failed to get together with Rong Rong, but gradually distanced himself from her, and even Rong Rong had regarded Wu Heng as an enemy......

However, the arrival of all this made Wu Heng unable to resist, and he even felt that he was caught off guard......

Rong Rong's position in Wu Heng's heart is as important as his mother's own!

In that remote countryside, in that precious memory, since the company of that beautiful and lovely girl, since she had her smile and smile, she has become the warmth of Wu Heng's heart.

The reason why a man's heart is warm is because his heart is full of warmth.

But the warmth that belongs to Wu Heng is about to gradually dissipate......

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"Little junior brother, although I don't know what happened to you, senior brother still hopes that you don't be too sad, there is still a long way to go in life, you have to cheer up!"

Ye Pengfei's voice came again, interrupting Wu Heng's thoughts.

"Thank you, big brother!"

Wu Heng nodded vigorously.

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After that, several people did not speak again, but just hurried silently.

When they arrived at the square, they fell behind, because they still had to go to a special location to register later.

Although these disciples of the True Realm have all been registered in the sect, in order to ensure that there are no mistakes in this big competition, they still need to report it in person.

First, it can determine the number of places in the competition, and secondly, it can also prevent the occurrence of impersonation, and if someone cheats, they will be punished.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect had nearly a thousand ordinary disciples, while the elite disciples of the True Realm had more than three hundred and eighty people.

In addition to those disciples who went out to practice and had a task, at least nearly 300 people participated in this big competition.

Although it is a bit troublesome to register again, fortunately, there are many disciples in the sect, and the manpower is not bad.

After the more than 300 people who participated in the competition registered at the specified time, they could immediately draw lots and group groups with only a pillar of incense.

After the Sect Master's lecture, the match can start immediately.

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"Hinder, look! That Luo Yue Peak disciple who failed to comprehend the sword has also come to participate in the competition!"

When Wu Heng and his party walked in the crowd, many people began to discuss.

"Is there a mistake? People who don't even have magic weapons have run out to make a fool of themselves? I'm already embarrassed if I changed, haha......"

There were still many people in the crowd who made sarcastic remarks, and they didn't know what their purpose was.

"Hey, which peak are you a disciple of? Dare to speak ill of my little junior brother, believe it or not, the old lady beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

Hearing the discussion of those disciples, Jing'er crossed her hands on her hips, and the strength of the middle stage of the True Realm was released, and she glared angrily, and her words were full of threat.

Ye Pengfei and the others also released their cultivation, staring at those disciples with unkind faces, and immediately shut up these mocking guys.

After the discussion fell, the five of them went to sign up separately.

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The registration place is located on the square, and there are nine registration points, namely one registration (A, B, C), two (A, B, C), and three (A, B, C).

Among them, the registration one corresponds to the early stage of the True Realm, the second is the middle stage, and the third place is the late stage.

That is to say, there are three registration points in a realm, of course, you can also choose to skip the level to register, but it depends on their respective strength.

After searching in the crowd for a while, Wu Heng didn't find Rong Rong's figure, so he walked to the registration place in disappointment and waited.

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"Xiuwei, name, which lineage?"

A registered disciple asked without raising his head.

"Luo Yuefeng, Wu Heng, the early stage of returning to the truth. ”

Wu Heng replied absentmindedly.

After the disciple in charge of registration heard Wu Heng's answer, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at him strangely.

"Are you really Wu Heng of Luoyue Peak?"

The disciple asked again.

"This senior brother, is there something wrong?"

Wu Heng is very strange, could it be that he can still be impersonated?

"Oh...... No, no, if that's the case, then you don't have to draw lots later, you take this number plate, and you will be the first to play in the afternoon competition. ”

The disciple was stunned for a while, but he directly handed Wu Heng a small number plate.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother why is this?"

Wu Heng took the number plate and became even more strange.

"I don't know, I'm just acting on the orders of the sect. ”

The disciple looked at Wu Heng with a very strange look, and he was also very puzzled, why did this ordinary disciple receive "special" care from the sect?

Since he didn't know, Wu Heng didn't bother to pay attention to it, he didn't care about these things at all, he just hoped to meet Rong Rong here and see the figure he missed all night......