The Qingcheng Sect’s inner competition is a ranking promotion competition every year. After each competition, many disciples will be promoted from outer disciples to inner disciples, and from inner disciples to core disciples. Of course, many core disciples and inner disciples will be replaced by the next level of disciples. Good positions will be placed in it. This is the competition mechanism of Qingcheng Sect’s disciples.
Of course, the level of cultivation is not the only criterion for disciples to be promoted. Some disciples who are young and have low cultivation but have great potential often gain a good position. For example, half of the core disciples are such disciples.
After three days of competition, in the end, only one hundred people remained in the second stage of competition with disciples with the Qi-Calculating Realm. There were not many disciples in the Qi-Calculating Realm, only more than two hundred, and half of them were core disciples.
Therefore, on the fourth day, there were only a little over 300 disciples participating in the competition, and the Gong sisters were about to usher in their first battle. Of course, Gong Feiyu did not allow Gong Siyu to participate.
"Dad really hates it. It's not a good match for everyone. They are actually very powerful." Seeing his two sisters going to draw lots, Gong Siyu raised her mouth and said dissatisfiedly.
"You are only thirteen years old, why are you going to join in the fun? What's more, you and Yuan'er are our trump cards and hopes. Of course, we can't let others know your true situation." Seeing his daughter complaining to Lin Mengdie, she said.
"Is that right? My daughter knows it?" Gong Siyu was happy when she heard her mother's explanation and knew that her father had placed herself in the same position as Wu Xiangyuan.
"Big sister, second sister, what number did you draw?" Gong Siyu asked as she saw the two sisters draw lots back.
"I drew the eighth group No. 21" Gong Ruxue said, taking out a number plate and handing it to Gong Siyu. Wu Xiangyuan looked at the number plate and said that the eighth group No. 21 was written, which means that the order of appearance in the eighth group No. 8 arena is the 21st.
"I draw the fifth group of No. 8" Gong Ruyu said as she handed her number plate to Wu Xiangyuan, which said the fifth group of No. 8. She was going to be the eighth in the fifth ring competition.
"Okay, we finally reached the most exciting stage of the sect competition. The disciples who can reach this stage are all the pillar elites of our sect, and the hope for the future of our Qingcheng sect.
A total of 315 people participated in this stage of competition, and continued to be divided into twelve groups, with each twenty-six group in one group, and the last three groups were twenty-seven. In this stage, there will be a battle between each two people in each group, with the winner getting one point and the loser getting zero points.
The top ten with the highest points in each group can advance to the next stage of the ranking competition. OK, now the competition begins," Lu Hongchuan said after seeing the disciples draw the number card.
As soon as Lu Hongchuan finished his words, all the disciples went into their own competition.
"Big sister, second sister, come on." Gong Siyu called out, and Wu Xiangyuan nodded to Gong Ruxue and Gong Ruyu. Seeing this, the two women nodded solemnly, and then walked towards the arena where they were competing.
"Who dares to fight a certain battle?" At this moment, a sound like a broken gong came, and everyone couldn't help but look at the pronunciation.
"It's that bull again, his voice is so ugly." Gong Siyu looked at the extremely developed strong young man on the second arena and said unhappily, but there was no expression of disgust on his face. It can be seen that she did not hate the strong young man.
Of course, Wu Xiangyuan knew that strong young man named Niu Dazhuang. He was the eldest disciple of Kong Jieming, the sixth uncle of the head sect. He was as strong as a cow, and as honest as a cow, and had no intention. He was also the only person who did not look down on Wu Xiangyuan because he was a "trash". Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan liked him very much and would often chat with him to relieve his boredom.
"This stupid guy is here again. Alas, he has lost all my old face." Seeing his disciple yelling with a broken throat, Kong Jieming patted his forehead and said helplessly. Seeing him having a headache, everyone couldn't help but smile, Gong Siyu even giggled. However, everyone knows that Kong Jieming loves Niu Dazhuang very much.
"Sixth Junior Brother, since you think Dazhuang is giving you a headache and not letting him go to me?" Mo Shaofeng, the uncle Liuyun Jian, who was in a moderate style, joked.
"Okay, Liuyun Sword Mo Shaofeng, I want to dig my corner, but there is no door." Feitian tiger Kong Jieming seemed to be anxious about you, and Liuyun Sword Mo Shaofeng just smiled when he saw it.
"By the way, the child Dazhuang is indeed of good qualifications. His cultivation level in the middle stage of the Qi-accumulating Realm at the age of 18 is also higher than that among the core disciples," Gong Feiyu said with a smile.
"Well, the senior brother of the sect said it well, but this child is just too straightforward and has no scheming. He will inevitably suffer losses when going out to explore." Feitian tiger Kong Jieming nodded and said that he was very satisfied with this disciple.
"As the saying goes, fools are lucky, why should you mind the sixth brother?" Luo Xuewen, the ruthless guest in the elders, mocked him.
"You are the fool." Seeing Wu Ke Luo Xuewen slandering his proud disciple Feitianhu Kong Jieming immediately returned the favor.
"You..." Wu Ke Luo Xuewen was immediately so angry that his face turned red. Facing this Feitian Tiger Kong Jieming, who was also straightforward and unrestrained, he had no choice but to shut up with resentment.
"I'll meet you." While these upper-level figures were discussing, a figure jumped onto the ring. It turned out to be Li Jiawang, a proud disciple of the ruthless guest Luo Xuewen. It was a coincidence that the two masters here were quarreling where the two met. In fact, this is not a secret. Everyone knows that these two families are the most unfavorable.
"Okay, Zhuang'er, knock that sinister and cunning boy down." Seeing Li Jiawang fighting against the flying tiger Kong Jieming, he shouted without any image.
This made the senior sect leaders in the main stand feel embarrassed, but there was no way, because everyone knows that what this guy is most afraid of is embarrassment.
"Master, don't worry, my disciple will fight this guy up to the sky." Niu Dazhuang roared.
"Haha..." Niu Dazhuang's words made everyone laugh as soon as they finished speaking. Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help laughing, and the men in the main stands couldn't help laughing, while the women's faces were red and lightly spitting.
"Brother Yuan, what are you laughing at?" Gong Siyu was young and didn't understand what she meant and asked curiously.
"Ahem, that's right, no, I didn't laugh at anything. I just thought his throat was funny," Wu Xiangyuan said with a smile.
"Oh" Gong Siyu said undeniably, "Hey, isn't it four legs facing the sky? Manniu just said five legs facing the sky. You are laughing at this, right? It must be like this. You laugh at him for no education, right?" After pondering for a moment, the girl said happily.
"Well, yes, yes, yes," Wu Xiangyuan held back his laughter, and some people couldn't help laughing again. Seeing this, Gong Siyu thought she had found the answer and laughed proudly.
"I'm really uneducated. I'm even wrong with the idiom of four legs facing the sky. I've eaten so much food in vain." Gong Siyu said angrily, and everyone was very happy when they heard it.
Of course, Wu Xiangyuan is no exception. In fact, he is saying in his heart: A man has another foot.