Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. Ever since Zhou Yuhan got angry that day, she had ignored him. Although she had sat in front of the window and looked at him when she was bored, Mo Yun was focused on repairing her soul.
Not much explanation was given.
What's more, there are powerful people in Zhou Yuhan's residence, and his every move is monitored. Mo Yun really doesn't want to cause trouble again, so he endures the throbbing in his heart and goes into seclusion.
With Zhou Yuhan's "protection", Han Lie and others did not come to trouble him, and he rarely had a few days of peace.
I don’t know if Zhou Yuhan meant it, but Xiaolan would always mention the sect competition when delivering meals, and also reminded him specifically in the early morning of the third day, "Han Lie has bribed the examiner, you will definitely meet him in the competition."
If he is defeated, there is no need to force him, he can just surrender. Don't be afraid of losing face, your life is the most important."
After thanking Xiaolan, Mo Yun also hesitated, took out the communication order and said, "Sister Yuhan, it's time to go."
After a few breaths of silence, the sound transmission light flashed, and Zhou Yuhan's light and sweet voice came from it, "Okay, wait for me in the pavilion."
Listening to Zhou Yuhan's tone, Mo Yun knew that her anger had basically dissipated, and immediately smiled and replied: "Yes."
When the sun broke through the clouds and projected onto Yuheng Peak, the entire Kendo Pavilion instantly became noisy and restless, and the noisy and lively atmosphere enveloped the entire competition ground.
Among them there are some good-hearted people watching. These people usually have nothing to do and just like to join in the fun and make sarcastic remarks. They are all people who laugh at fifty steps and laugh at hundred steps.
In such a grand event, their discussions are inevitable. Some people even raise their voices deliberately for fear of not attracting other people's attention.
"Did you hear about it? That idiot Mo Yun has returned to the sect. I heard that he made a fool of Mr. Han Lie a few days ago. Now there is something good to watch."
"This is nothing new. I heard that the young Marquis has given up his words. He must kill this fool in public, so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart!"
"I've heard that too, but that fool can't even go to the inner gate to challenge him. How can the young marquis fight against him?"
"You don't know this, right? According to the rules of the competition, only the disciples from each peak of the outer sect who are in the top ten are eligible to enter the inner sect's leapfrog competition. Only the remaining fifteen people from the outer sect of the seven peaks are qualified to challenge the inner sect.
Disciples of the inner sect must defeat two in a row before they are eligible to enter the inner sect competition. Only by passing the inner sect competition and trials can one have the opportunity to be included in the candidate list for the three sects' martial arts competition."
With a slight cough, a knowledgeable brother paused and continued in a serious tone: "As for the inner sect disciples, they can challenge the outer sect disciples at any time. This is the authority granted by the sect. But there is also a condition. The outer sect disciples can enter the inner sect.
Before the leapfrog competition, you can only be invited to fight by one inner sect disciple. If you win, you will directly enter the candidate list for the inner sect competition."
"This is so difficult. Not to mention entering the waiting list for the three sects' competition, even passing the inner sect's assessment is difficult to reach the sky. After all, the competitors are all inner sect disciples. Which one of them is not a monster?" one person exclaimed.
"My dear friend, you seem to have missed the point. The point I am talking about is that the core disciples of the inner sect can challenge the outer sect disciples at any time. This also means that Mo Yun, that fool, will die in the outer sect competition." Brother Dong said.
said with interest.
"It's getting lively now. As long as the young marquis uses his privileges, that fool will definitely die! He doesn't offend anyone, but he has angered the young marquis. Isn't this looking for death?"
When Zhou Yuhan and others came to the square with Mo Yun, the place was already crowded with people. From a distance, it was so dark that there was no end in sight.
The Tianxing Sect is the largest sect in the Donghe Kingdom, and it has the support of the royal family. Therefore, even if the first day of the competition is a competition between the peaks of the outer sect, there are still many distinguished guests coming to watch, including some princes and princes from the royal family.
The guard, Han Lie, seemed to be among them.
As the core disciple of the inner sect, Han Lie does not need to participate in the competition of the outer sect. As for the winner of the outer sect, he is qualified to challenge the inner sect disciples, but most of them are just a formality. After all, the sect competition is to prepare for the competition between the three sects.
The number of places is limited.
In addition, the strength of the outer sect disciples is generally lower than that of the inner sect. In recent years, only a few have been able to successfully challenge the challenge. Although those people later passed the examination and entered the inner sect, most of them did not have the chance to compete in the three sects.
As if he saw Mo Yun from the crowd at a glance, Han Lie was still drinking tea leisurely, but his expression suddenly changed, and the teacup in his hand was almost crushed, "This fool actually came, okay, very good, I
The Marquis must skin you and cramp you in front of everyone today to let you know what the consequences will be if you offend this Marquis?!"
While cursing bitterly, he glanced at his men, and the scoundrels who were mixed in the crowd immediately surrounded Mo Yun.
This unusual movement naturally attracted the attention of an old man in gray next to Zhou Yuhan. He glared at those people coldly and asked in a low voice: "Miss, do you want to get rid of these trash?"
"No need." Zhou Yuhan waved his hand, fearing that he would frighten Mo Yun by making a noise. After all, his "madness" had come and gone. Although he had not relapsed these days, it would be very bad if he was disturbed.
As she said that, she glanced at Mo Yun with concern, patted his shoulder subconsciously, and said meaningfully, "Brother Yun, this is your first time participating in the outer sect competition, don't be afraid.
, I am responsible for everything. If someone dares to plot against you, Grandpa Butler and I will not let them go."
She said this intentionally to Han Lie's men, and it contained a clear warning. If those people dared to touch Mo Yun's hair in front of her, the consequences would be disastrous.
The group of people were not fools, so they naturally heard what she meant. They all looked at them with fear and did not dare to take a step forward. The leader turned around and glanced at Han Lie. Under the instructions of his malicious eyes, the group
The talents reluctantly got out of the way, but followed them like dog-skin plaster.
Mo Yun knew that they were afraid that he would run away, so when he turned around to look at them, he accidentally sneezed.
That group of people had suffered a lot from him in Luoshijian, and they were already frightened by the shock of the old man in gray. This time they were startled by his sneezing, and they were so frightened that they took a few steps back.
Seeing being teased again, a group of people gritted their teeth, and such funny behavior immediately caused a burst of laughter.
This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention. Under everyone's admiration and intense gaze, they marched toward the center of the square.
Because Zhou Yuhan's status is relatively noble, even though she is just an outer disciple, a place was reserved for her in the stands. Originally, she didn't want to sit there and attract attention, but considering that Han Lie's bastards were scattered in the audience
, for fear that they would plot against Mo Yun, so she decided to take Mo Yun there to wait for the competition.
At this moment, the entire stand was filled with people. In addition to some distinguished princes, there were also several elders and deacons from the Tianxing Sect. They were responsible for the competition of the outer sect of Yuhengfeng Swordsmanship, and they also exchanged warm greetings with each other.
Seeing Zhou Yuhan come on stage, a lean old man with a withered face in the center of the stand was slightly startled. Then, his expression was filled with excitement and excitement that could not be concealed. He did not bother to talk to the general on the side, and immediately led the
Several deacons stepped forward to greet him.
"Coming?" He laughed cheerfully. Although he had his hands behind his back, there was an unconcealable flattery in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Yuhan.
Zhou Yuhan didn't even bother to participate in the outer sect competitions in previous years, which also caused a headache for the sect leader and the elders. After all, the Tianxing Sect was entrusted to train Zhou Yuhan, and it would be unjustifiable if they were not even counted as inner sect disciples.
"Hello, Tenth Elder." Zhou Yuhan responded casually, and under the protection of the old man in gray and Xiaolan, he walked leisurely towards the seat not far away.
After nodding with the old man in gray, Wu Ran, the tenth elder, immediately took out the transmission order and reported the matter to the sect master.
Although he was a little unhappy to be respectful to a junior, after all, he had fulfilled the sect leader's instructions and a stone in his heart finally fell. Moreover, Zhou Yuhan's identity was too mysterious, even the sect leader kept it secret, so he felt relieved after thinking about it.
But at this moment, a deacon next to him suddenly stood up and stopped a young man behind Zhou Yuhan with stern words, "This is the VIP seat. Anyone who has no business is waiting to leave quickly!"
Wu Ran glanced sideways at the young man and immediately recognized him as the person who had been making a lot of noise in the sect recently. There was a bit of contempt in his expression, "So he is that good-for-nothing young man Mo Yun?"
Everyone in the sect knew about his grievances with Han Lie, and it had become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.
Wu Ran had always had a good relationship with Han Chen, so he was naturally aware of the grievances between them, but because of Zhou Yuhan's face, he was inconvenient to intervene, and his subordinates' move was in line with his wishes.
Zhou Yuhan had an upright deacon appear out of nowhere. While complaining about his lack of thinking, he turned to Wu Ran and said, "Tenth Elder, this is my friend."
"This..." Wu Ran glanced at Zhou Yuhan with some embarrassment, and then glanced at the seemingly fair deacon.
The deacon said nervously: "Elder, it's not that I won't let him come up, it's just that the people here are all dignitaries of the kingdom. If you let an idle person wait on the stage, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among others."
As he said that, he glanced at Han Lie intentionally or unintentionally. Han Lie was looking at Mo Yun who was being stopped with a look of gloating. Anyone could see that the deacon's stop must have something to do with him. After all, the people present were carrying
Many family members and friends came to watch the game.
"What the deacon said makes sense." Wu Ran smiled wisely and said helplessly.
"But......"
Zhou Yuhan originally wanted to say which of the distinguished guests present was here alone, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Han Lie, "Miss Yuhan, you are a bit pushy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Lie stood up in high spirits under the gaze of everyone, and with several attendants guarding him, he strode towards this side, shouting from time to time, "I feel like this, the Marquis
The deacon is right, the grandstand is such a place, it would be too cheap to let a waste come up. If word spreads, it will definitely affect the reputation of our Tianxing Sect."