"Now I announce that the rookie competition has officially begun."
"Which of you comes first?"
As Elder Tianyang's voice fell, the entire plain became noisy.
"Although you can get sect rewards if you win three games in a row, they are just ordinary spiritual stones and elixirs. Only if you win more than five games in a row can you get real treasures."
"However, everyone's cultivation level is almost the same. It is extremely difficult to defeat one person, let alone three people in a row?"
"Only those masters at the fifth level of the Celestial Realm can hope to win consecutively. We ordinary disciples should not have high expectations and just watch the fun."
Amidst the discussion of the crowd, Song Qingshan walked slowly.
"Shen Chenfeng, I didn't expect you to actually dare to participate in the rookie competition."
Song Qingshan's face was gloomy. He looked at Tan Zhiruo beside him, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
The two prides of Yujifeng are well-known.
Not only are they outstanding in appearance, ranking among the four beauties of the Xuantian Sect, but they are also extremely talented and can be called monsters.
Although the two of them are not very old, they have already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm and are extremely powerful. Even some veteran inner disciples cannot compare with them.
And among the two of them, Tan Zhiruo has the most prominent reputation.
Not only was she enchanting and charming, she was like a witch, able to seduce souls. She was also ruthless and cruel, destroying countless inner disciples who had evil intentions towards her.
It was precisely for this reason that when she stood there, she scared away countless male disciples who wanted to strike up a conversation.
Song Qingshan did not expect that Shen Chenfeng would be related to Tan Zhiruo, a witch.
However, he relied on the support of several brothers from Sihai Peak, so he had no fear and said: "Senior Sister Tan, as the direct disciple of the Master of Yuji Peak, your status is so noble. It is better not to have too much contact with these rubbish in the future, so as not to Lost my identity."
Although Song Qingshan did not clearly say who the garbage was, everyone's eyes were subconsciously focused on Shen Chenfeng next to Tan Zhiruo.
"Song Qingshan, what do you mean?"
Meng Shaobai was furious and shouted: "Who do you think is trash?"
"I didn't tell you, why are you so excited?"
Song Qingshan smiled contemptuously, and then said seriously: "Meng Shaobai, you are able to cultivate to the seventh level of the Celestial Realm from the poor Xuanji Peak, and your talent is already extremely outstanding. Why don't you choose to join us at Sihai Peak and hang out with these rubbish all day long? What’s the use?”
"Song Qingshan, shut up."
Meng Shaobai's face was livid, and a trace of deep hatred rose in his eyes, and he said: "I am born as a person of Xuanji Peak, and die as a ghost of Xuanji Peak. Even if I commit suicide, I will never be like a traitor like you. Because of his own selfishness, he betrayed Xuanji Peak and took refuge in other peaks."
Hearing this, the crowd's expressions changed slightly.
With the gradual decline of Xuanji Peak, countless disciples of Xuanji Peak were unwilling to accept the fate and chose to betray Xuanji Peak and switch to other peaks to practice.
Although this is a matter of necessity, betraying Fengmai is extremely despicable.
Now that Meng Shaobai has brought this matter up again, it is no less than uncovering Song Qingshan's past scars and spreading a pinch of salt on them.
However, Song Qingshan was not angry because of this. Instead, he said with a mocking look on his face: "In Lingwu Continent, the strong are respected and the weak are ants. Back then, I was just an insignificant newcomer disciple at Xuanji Peak. But after arriving at Sihai Peak, in just a few days, Years later, he cultivated to the fifth level of the Celestial Realm and became a master of the Four Seas Peak."
"Look at you, you were at the seventh level of the Celestial Realm back then, but you still have such little cultivation now."
"What's the point of hanging out with that trash all day long?"
Seeing Song Qingshan's proud expression, Meng Shaobai's eyes turned red.
He took one step forward, a surging momentum arose in his body, and roared: "Song Qingshan, you traitor, I will kill you today."
"stop."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly stretched out his palm and said with a cold expression: "He is right, the strong are respected and the weak are ants. There is no need for the strong to be mixed with garbage."
"Uncle Master, what did you say?"
Song Qingshan's whole body was shocked and he looked at Shen Chenfeng in disbelief.
Even Tan Zhiruo, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his beautiful face.
"Hahaha, Meng Shaobai, did you hear that? Even Shen Chenfeng has admitted it, what else do you have to say?"
Song Qingshan was so proud that he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
But the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.
Shen Chenfeng looked cold and said with a hint of chill in his voice: "You trash, you really have no right to hang out with us."
The space suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at Shen Chenfeng in unison, their eyes almost falling out of their eyes in shock.
Even Elder Tianyang couldn't help but cast a surprised look.
Shen Chenfeng...
How dare you say that Song Qingshan is trash.
Crazy?
You know, Song Qingshan is a master on the Earth God List.
Not only is he powerful, he is also proficient in boxing and is quite famous throughout the Xuantian Sect.
But such a person is actually said to be trash.
"Chen Chenfeng...who do you think is trash?"
Song Qingshan was instantly furious. He took a step forward, and a terrifying murderous intention arose throughout his body.
Shen Chenfeng ignored Song Qingshan's threat and said coldly: "Who else can there be except you, a piece of trash?"
"Yes, can you say it again?"
Song Qingshan clenched his fists and made a loud crunching sound. The terrifying murderous intention was as real as ever, making the crowd around him breathless.
However, Shen Chenfeng seemed not to be affected by the murderous intention, and still looked indifferent, saying: "Song Qingshan, you trash!"
boom!
The momentum all over Song Qingshan's body was like a wild horse that was running wild, bursting out crazily.
The surrounding disciples couldn't bear this powerful momentum and couldn't help but retreat backwards. Some disciples with lower strength had no time to dodge and were even thrown directly away.
"Shen Chenfeng, I think you are impatient with life, right?"
Song Qingshan shouted loudly, his muscles rolled all over his body, and he walked towards Shen Chenfeng step by step.
"Song Qingshan, what do you want to do?"
Meng Shaobai's face changed slightly and he quickly stood in front of Shen Chenfeng.
Song Qingshan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately punched out fiercely and said: "How can it be your turn to intervene in the matter between Shen Chenfeng and I?"
"roll!"
Meng Shaobai was shocked. He didn't expect that Meng Shaobai would dare to take action.
But at such a close distance, he had no time to react. He could only hurriedly put his arms in front of his chest and withstood the opponent's terrifying blow.
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
Meng Shaobai took three steps back, and there was a sound of fine bone cracking in his arm, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.
Song Qingshan showed no mercy, he shouted loudly and punched out again.
"Bold."
At this moment, a cold breath hit him instantly, causing Song Qingshan's whole body to freeze.
Elder Tianyang's eyes were cold, and his voice came from afar, saying: "Disciples of the same sect are not allowed to fight privately, let alone kill each other."
"Song Qingshan, do you want to violate the sect rules?"