The disciples went to deal with the injuries, but those who fell off the platform were no longer eligible.
The law enforcement elder said: "A total of thirty-six teams have been selected today. The second round of competition will be held tomorrow. Everyone can go back and rest."
The sun sets in the west.
The noisy square during the day became quiet now.
The courtyard where Gongsun Yuchen lived.
The six people reunited again.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "Today's competition, many people have reservations."
She saw that on each high platform, there were people fighting lively, while others were just standing quietly like them, and no one dared to make a move.
"No one will attack those who are relatively strong easily." Mo Xingyuan said.
He briefly introduced the people participating in the competition today. These people were all number one among the Kunlun disciples, and each of them had their own abilities.
The assessment in the first round is relatively simple, and the number of places for promotion is also very large, and there are very few people who are not discerning.
Several people discussed countermeasures, and after eating and drinking, they took the time to rest.
Jiang Ningxuan was lying in the room, looking at the top of the bed. She couldn't sleep.
"Chirp!" Suzaku chirped softly and nuzzled his master.
Jiang Ningxuan stretched out her hand to brush Suzaku's fur. She had to admit that it didn't feel as furry as Jiuwei's. The movements of her hands kept letting the little bird know that she disliked it, which caused another big fuss.
In the mountain stream, the running white figure paused for a moment, missing its master, and then sped up.
The people patrolling in the mountains only felt a white figure flash before their eyes. They had not seen clearly what the white shadow was. They blinked and looked, but there was nothing there.
Damn it!
"Shhh! It's broad daylight, don't scare yourself." said the companion, pulling the people around him away, in a hurry, for fear of being entangled by something behind him.
The white shadow never stopped, not knowing what kind of shadow it left on those who saw it.
Jiang Ningxuan sniffed the fragrance in the air and looked at the nine-leaf lotus that had grown another leaf, with a happy smile on her face.
It's great, it already has three leaves.
The red bird flew beside Jiang Ningxuan and flew around the nine-leaf lotus.
Here, the little guy is much more lively than outside.
Jiang Ningxuan felt comfortable and took a bath in the spiritual spring water, and suddenly felt that the fatigue all over her body disappeared in an instant.
In the spiritual spring water, the number of silver carps is increasing.
Jiang Ningxuan reached into the water, and small fish were swimming around her hand. Some of the more courageous little guys slowly approached Jiang Ningxuan and kissed Jiang Ningxuan's fingers with their mouths.
"Haha!" Jiang Ningxuan laughed happily when she saw this.
After playing around for a while, she finally remembered the business.
There is a competition tomorrow, and she wants to prepare something for Mo Xingyuan and others.
The morning in Kunlun starts with the chirping of birds.
Lively birds are chirping in the treetops, and the young birds are looking at their parents, screaming with their mouths open, waiting to be fed.
In the hot summer, the cicadas are screaming loudly, making it look even hotter.
In the early morning, I felt hot when I woke up.
Jiang Ningxuan stretched and moved her body, looking at the little guys jumping on the trees in the yard.
"Master said that the wind, frost, rain, snow, scorching heat and winter in nature all have their own meaning. We should not escape, but should adapt." When Jiang Ningxuan first started, he was very curious as to why his master and senior brother were so capable.
To endure the scorching heat and cold winter, Lou Yunzhou told her this.
All dharma is contained in heaven and earth.
Fortunately, the Kunlun Mountains have lush trees, waterfalls and rivers, and there is a slight coolness in the air.
The climate is pleasant, but Jiang Ningxuan can accept a little hot spot.
"Chirp!" Suzaku flew over and told his master that Mo Xingyuan and others were waiting at the foot of the mountain.
There is a barrier around Xiaozhu Peak. Except for people from Xiaozhu Peak, outsiders are not allowed to enter.
Lou Yunzhou appeared when he heard the commotion, and just like yesterday, he personally sent Jiang Ningxuan down the mountain.
The path was winding, and the two of them walked leisurely, chatting in low voices from time to time.
Lou Yunzhou gave a few simple instructions.
"Winning or losing doesn't matter, take care of yourself." Lou Yunzhou said. Ever since his junior sister started participating in the inner sect competition, he was always worried, fearing that she would be injured.
Jiang Ningxuan nodded repeatedly and assured her that nothing would happen to her.
The two brothers and sisters separated at the fork in the road. One went back, and the other ran towards Mo Xingyuan and others.
Lou Yunzhou was wearing black clothes today, with dark patterns embroidered on the hem. The hem of his clothes fluttered as he walked, and his back looked free and easy.
Mo Xingyuan, Duan Muwen and others looked at Lou Yunzhou's leaving figure with straight eyes. His figure had disappeared around the corner, but they still did not look back.
Lou Yunzhou is mysterious and the senior brother they admire the most.
Jiang Ningxuan has long been used to it. These people look normal on weekdays, but whenever they meet their senior fellow apprentices, they all act like they are stupid.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "I really admire you so much, I will ask senior brother to stay a little longer tomorrow."
Say hello and say a few words to them.
Mo Xingyuan and Duanmuwen immediately came to their senses and looked directly at Jiang Ningxuan and shook their heads: "Don't."
When the senior brother looked at them, he felt that his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't bear it. He wanted to jump out of his throat. If he really came into close contact with the senior brother, he would faint.
The five excited people all walked with the same hands and feet.
In the second round of the competition, two teams were randomly selected and competed one on one.
Mo Xingyuan came back with a solemn expression, the expression on his face was more serious than ever before.
Jiang Ningxuan and the others looked at each other. The team they faced this round must be very powerful.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "Say it, no matter who it is."
They all rubbed the weapons in their hands. There was no fear in their eyes, only a fierce fighting spirit.
Mo Xingyuan looked at his companions around him, his tone was more solemn than ever before, and he slowly said: "It's a pity that we don't get a bye in this round."
"We're not afraid of anyone... Huh? What did you say?" Halfway through his words, after understanding what he meant, he looked at him in surprise.
"A bye?" Jiang Ning whirled, her eyes confused.
Everyone else looked at Mo Xingyuan, and they all wanted to grab him by the neck and make him speak clearly.
The deliberate seriousness on Mo Xingyuan's face disappeared, and the familiar smile reappeared on his face: "Yesterday's competition, one team was too seriously injured and asked to withdraw. Today, there are thirty-five teams, and the ten are decided by drawing lots.
Bye on the 8th.”
He took out a game ticket in his hand, with the number eighteen clearly written on it.
Several people looked at each other, not expecting that things would turn out like this.
Since they have a bye, they don't have anything to do in this round. They can just watch the competition with peace of mind.
"Ha!" A low laugh sounded, with a cold look, and he looked at the playful people with a cold look, "A bye? It's a pity that we can't meet him in this event."