Today is the day of the annual big competition of the Divine Sword Sect, and all the disciples gathered in the martial arts training ground with excitement.

As a result of the big competition, those who win will naturally get rich rewards from the sect, and those who lose can also accumulate some experience in the fight.

Qing Yue is the closed disciple of the Great Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, and the Great Elder has accepted such a disciple in his life, which shows that Qing Yue's talent is also excellent.

Qing Yue's talent is indeed good, and he is the first day of talent in the Divine Sword Sect except for Qing Kong.

It's a pity that the limelight of geniuses is occupied by Qingkong, and people outside only know that the genius disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are Qingkong, and even the disciples in the sect are mostly Qingkong's fan brothers.

On the side of the martial arts training field, Qing Yue was followed by a few disciples, and at this time, the disciples in the door began to draw lots.

"Senior Brother Qingyue, you are the champion of this year's big competition"

"Yes, yes, who else in the Divine Sword Sect is Senior Brother Qingyue's opponent?"

"Let's celebrate the victory of Senior Brother Qingyue in advance"

The disciples around Qingyue began to pat themselves on the back, Qingyue was silent with disdain, these few people, when Qingkong was in power, they were the ones who were the most diligent, and now that Qingkong has fallen, they will come to slap themselves, and the grass attribute on the wall is at the full level.

"I don't know if the senior brother will participate in the big competition"

Two female disciples walked beside them, sighing with sad faces.

"Don't talk about it, how can Senior Brother's injury be so serious that he can come to participate in the big competition, if he loses to someone else, where will he put his face on the first day of the Divine Sword Sect, besides, I don't want him to lose to others, anyway, he was also my dream lover"

"Zi Yan, you can pull it, you said last time that Senior Brother Qingyue was your dream lover"

"What about your ears, I said it used to be"

The two female disciples gradually walked away, Qing Yue's face was mocking, he knew what these people meant, didn't they just come to please him when they saw that Qing Kong couldn't get up!

Although he is jealous of Qingkong, he will not be as shallow as these people?

If Qingkong really had any three cards and two shorts, the sect master would have revealed some news a long time ago.

Thinking that Aozora might be fine, he was a little disappointed and faintly excited, he hoped to defeat Aozora but not the injured Aozora.

The disciples drew lots, and the elder in charge of Dabi began to recite the sign number and let the disciples go up to compete.

"Sect Master, several disciples have performed well this year."

The Great Elder sat at the head of the Qingling Emperor, looked at the disciples who were fighting in the field, and talked to the Qingling Emperor inexplicably.

The other sect masters looked at their noses and noses as if they couldn't see them.

The Great Elder had always been at odds with the Sect Master, and today he was a little abnormal.

The Qingling Emperor obviously didn't think that the Great Elder would talk to him, so he nodded slightly.

The third elder saw that the eldest elder's face was a little unpleasant, and he came out of the round.

"I heard that when Qing Yue was traveling outside, he had already broken through to the Spirit King, the Great Elder, but there was such a thing"

When the Qingling Emperor heard this, he glanced sideways at the Great Elder, and she said that this old immortal usually looks at her with eyes that are not eyes and noses, but today it is so abnormal that she wants to see her own jokes!

It's a pity that the Great Elder made a mistake in this calculation!

When Yi Ming crossed the tribulation, it happened that the Great Elder and Qing Yue were traveling outside and had only recently returned, so I didn't know what happened on the day of Yi Ming's tribulation.

And the people inside the door were told by the Qingling Emperor that it was Qiuyue who was in the catastrophe that day, so no one suspected Yi Ming's head.

When the Great Elder heard someone else ask this, he instantly straightened his waist, as if it would be more stylish to speak like this.

"Qingyue's kid, I don't want to worry about it at all, when he travels outside, he either goes to the arena to fight against others or goes to find demon beasts to practice, I feel sorry for him, persuade him to combine work and rest, he has to not listen, when he defeated a sixth-level demon beast, he broke through"

"Sixth-level demon beast!

Sixth-level demon beasts, equivalent to human spirit kings, Qingyue actually defeated sixth-level demon beasts before breaking through the spirit king!

"It's amazing, Qingyue, this kid has a bright future!

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, Great Elder"

Everyone happily congratulated the Great Elder, and the atmosphere instantly became lively, and the Great Elder glanced at the Qingling Emperor who did not change his face, and looked proud.

"Sect Master, why didn't you see that kid in the blue sky today?"

As soon as the Great Elder's words came out, the lively atmosphere instantly cooled, and the people present pretended to discuss the disciples of Dabi outside.

Emperor Qingling took a sip of tea, and his expression was faint: "Kong'er is recuperating from his injuries"

The Great Elder sighed: "Hey, that kid in Qingkong, I watched him grow up, we all see his talent and hard work, hey, it's a pity, Xu is we were too indulgent to him, so he became like this for a woman, and now people outside are talking about the big disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and the next sect master heir has become a waste for a woman, sect master, tell me, what a big impact this has on the image of our Divine Sword Sect."

"Oh"

Oh what, oh, Lao Tzu is asking you to do a deal with Qingkong, not for you!

The Great Elder was about to be angry to death, no matter how much he said, the Qingling Emperor would not answer at all, or if Qingyue Dabi won the championship, it would not be too late to say some things again.

"In the next game, Qingyue will play against Qinghai" As soon as the referee elder said this, the entire practice hall fell silent. Qinghai smiled bitterly, I heard that Qing Yue had successfully advanced to the Spirit King, how could a person who was only half a step away from the Spirit Sect be able to beat Qing Yue.

He wanted to admit defeat directly, but not only why, he remembered the discipleship training he had memorized outside the gate when he first entered the sect.

'The people of the Divine Sword Sect would rather die standing than live on their knees, and would rather fight to the end and lose than admit defeat before the battle'

Thinking about it like this, Qinghai actually felt that the Shentai was a little loose, and he was now one opportunity away from stepping into the Spirit Sect.

Qingyue had already flown to the stage, he took out his weapon and waited for Qinghai to come to power.

He didn't take Qinghai lightly because his strength was too different from him.

Everyone has their own hole cards, and the loser is often the one who doesn't look at his opponent squarely.

When Qinghai came to the stage, the referee elder shouted to start, and the two people on the stage immediately fought without distinguishing between you and me.

"The difference in strength between Qinghai and Qingyue is too big, and Qingyue has won steadily"

"Qinghai's kid is not bad, but compared with Qingyue, it's a little worse"

The Great Elder listened to the elders praise Qingyue, and the happier he became, and he smiled from ear to ear.

Offstage, the other disciples also watched with relish, watching the master fight, which is not only a kind of enjoyment, but also an experience of learning moves.

The two fought for nearly 100 moves, the bigger Qinghai became, the more energetic it became, Qingyue didn't keep his hand, and kicked Qinghai off the stage in the air.

"Qing Yue wins!"

The surrounding disciples cheered and applauded, and Qing Yue did not speak, and flew to Qinghai's side.

Qinghai's eyes were closed at this time, and the spiritual power on his body was rioting.

"Senior Brother Qinghai, what's wrong?"

"It can't be that Senior Brother Qingyue has a problem."

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Qinghai is about to advance!"

"It turns out that for example, Senior Brother Qingyue should have seen it, so just now he was feeding Senior Brother Qinghai, otherwise Qinghai would not have been able to hold on for so long under Senior Brother Qingyue."

"It's all quiet, everyone disperses, let this place out for Qinghai to advance"

Qingyue pushed the crowd away, and stood in the distance and quietly looked at Qinghai in the center of the martial arts arena.