This competition was completely different from the past. In the past, except for the first competition of the Sword Sect, Chen Fan, Jian San and others were not present.

But this time, every disciple of the Qingming Sword Sect, down to all the elders and sect leaders, came to the scene.

If not for anything else, just because Chen Fan, the founder of the sect, wanted to come to watch this sect competition.

They, the supreme elders, all had to accompany him.

Qingming Sword Sect, the competition venue.

All five thousand disciples of the Sword Sect have already arrived. At this time, they are all looking up, waiting for something.

On the subjective battlefield.

Because of Jian San and others, even Xiao Ran, the contemporary sect leader, cannot take second place.

Sitting second was Xiao Ran's master, Jian San.

As for the main position.

This is the position left for Chen Fan.

…

Buzz~buzz~buzz!

At noon, there were buzzing sounds from the Qingming Sword Sect.

Sound contains the rules and Tao of this world.

But at this time, the Sword Sect disciples and the elders did not take this opportunity to gain enlightenment.

The first time they heard this sound, they all stood up, raised their hands to the sky in respectful salute, and shouted: "Disciple, welcome the Patriarch!"

"I wish the founder good health, further progress in his immortality, and longevity with heaven and earth!"

More than five thousand monks shouted in unison, and their voices resounded through the sky, shaking the earth and the earth. Their words were echoed within thousands of miles.

"No gift!"

At this time, Chen Fan's figure was revealed. He glanced at the many Sword Sect disciples, opened his lips lightly, and uttered a few words in a calm tone.

Following his words, everyone felt themselves being lifted up out of thin air by an irresistible energy.

Taking one step forward, Chen Fan disappeared from the spot.

When he looked again, he had already reached the main seat of the subjective battle stage.

Glancing at Xiao Ran, Chen Fan smiled and said: "Announce the start of the competition!"

After hearing this, Xiao Ran nodded in agreement, turned around, looked at the many disciples of the Sword Sect below, and said in a majestic tone: "Today is the day of the competition between the inner and outer sects of our Qingming Sword Sect."

"The rules of this competition are as follows.

The winner gets one point, and you can keep playing until you lose.

In this competition, whoever accumulates more points will be the final result of the competition.

The top three winners in the internal and external competition will all receive prizes."

After saying this, Xiao Ran waved his hand, and the prize of this competition appeared in the air.

The top three inner gates:

First place - two great demon-level inner elixirs, one million star stones, one low-level treasure, and one top-level secret book.

Second place - a great demon-level inner elixir, 800,000 star stones, an ultimate spiritual weapon, and an ultimate secret book.

Third place - a half-step demon-level inner elixir, 600,000 star stones, a high-level spiritual weapon, and a top-notch secret book.

The top three outer doors:

First place - 500,000 star stones, an intermediate spiritual weapon, a top secret book, a 30% discount coupon for the Lingbao Pavilion and the Kung Fu Pavilion.

Second place - 400,000 yuan for the star stone, a low-level spiritual weapon, a top-notch secret book, a 20% off coupon for the Lingbao Pavilion and the Kung Fu Pavilion.

Third place - 300,000 yuan of star stones, a top-grade magical weapon, a top-grade secret book, a 10% discount coupon for Lingbao Pavilion and Gongfa Pavilion.

Seeing the prize floating in mid-air, the Sword Sect disciples at the scene suddenly became excited and excited.

"This, the prize for this sect competition is too exaggerated and precious. Just the star stone is enough for me to fight for hundreds of years!"

"Isn't that right? Ouch, I'm still using a low-level magic weapon, so I feel sour."

"If I had known earlier that the prizes in this competition would be so rich, I would never have wasted my training time looking for Taoist companions. Now it's better, I haven't found any Taoist companions, and they are still weak in cultivation!

"

…

Seeing the Jianzong disciples making such a fuss, Xiao Ran couldn't help but frown slightly and scolded with some displeasure: "How is it appropriate to be so noisy?"

As soon as these words came out, many Jian Sect disciples immediately became quiet, not daring to make any noise for fear of being punished by Xiao Ran.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand and announced loudly: "This sect announces that the sect competition has officially begun!"

After saying that, Xiao Ran, Chen Fan and others nodded and then sat back in their seats.

At this time, Chen Fan, who was sitting in the main seat, pondered for a moment and then waved his hand towards the competition arena.

Following Chen Fan's movements, an invisible barrier enveloped the entire competition stage.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Chen Fan's voice was heard: "Fighting within this barrier allows you to give full play to your full potential without worrying about anything.

When your life is in danger, this barrier will automatically protect you from harm."

"In addition, after each battle, this barrier will automatically replenish the mana and physical strength you consumed during the battle. This will keep you at your peak!"

"This is how we achieve a truly fair fight."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

…

Under the arrangements of many deacons and mentors, the Sword Sect disciples all drew lots and knew the order in which they would appear.

"Ruoxi, what's your number? Huh? What are you peeking at? Why is your face turning red?"

On the viewing platform, Hua Qiangu wanted to ask Ruo Xi when he would appear on stage, but instead he found Ruo Xi with a blushing face.

Hearing Hua Qiangu's words, Ruoxi couldn't help but become a little nervous, and her words were hesitant: "Ah, I, I'm not looking at anything."

After saying that, Ruoxi lowered her head in embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, Hua Qiangu didn’t know what was going on?

Looking at the shy Ruoxi, Hua Qiangu said with a smile: "Hey, Ruoxi, tell the truth, have you fallen in love with any senior brother?"

As if she was right by Hua Qiangu's words, Ruoxi's little face suddenly turned red.

Seeing Ruoxi like this, Hua Qiangu suddenly became more playful.

She looked at the place Ruoxi had just stared at, hoping to deduce who she was looking at.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Hua Qiangu is shocked.

What did she see?

Subjective battle stage!

That's right. The place Ruoxi was looking at just now was the subjective battle platform.

what does that mean?

It means that on the subjective battlefield, there is someone Ruoxi likes and admires.

And who is on the subjective battlefield?

The major elders of the sect, as well as the sect leader.

"Qiangu, please promise me not to tell anyone else about this matter!" At this time, Ruoxi's voice rang in Hua Qiangu's ears. This was mana transmission.

Hearing Ruoxi's words, Hua Qiangu couldn't help but sigh, and said via voicemail: "Don't worry Ruoxi, I won't tell anyone else."

Hearing this, Ruoxi nodded happily and looked at Hua Qiangu with eyes filled with gratitude.

…

ps: Book friends can take a guess.

Who is Ruoxi looking at and who does she like?

ps: Ruoxi’s full name is: “Ouyang Ruoxi!”
Chapter completed!