Chapter 229: Even a fairy can become a demon 49
"Xiao Qingwu, do you accept my physical payment?" Su Ying sighed, "I can be your little brother."
Qingwu glanced at him indifferently: "You are not worth that much money."
Su Ying: "...You are so poisonous."
Heartbreaking!
Looking up at the darkening sky, Xia Ziyun patted his head: "Okay, stop wandering, we should go back."
"Don't you want to see the night view?"
"I have to take part in the competition tomorrow and keep up my energy."
She took Qing Wu's hand and walked back first, and Su Ying had no choice but to follow.
Before leaving, Qing Wu looked back unintentionally and glanced behind him.
After just a casual glance, she looked back indifferently.
The two people who were observing secretly not far away followed quietly.
Su Yue muttered impatiently: "I really don't know why dad wants us to monitor them and waste time."
Lin Xiao didn't even look back: "Follow me."
Su Yue stamped her foot in displeasure.
So what if that charming fox is a disciple of Qinglan Immortal Lord? He is not a waste without any cultivation.
I really don’t know why dad and senior brother pay so much attention to it.
If her father hadn't repeatedly warned her not to touch her before the competition, she would have wanted that good-for-nothing to look good.
When Qingwu and the others returned to the inn where Tianzong stayed, Lin Xiao and Su Yue left quietly.
The next day, the day of competition.
Many spiritual masters and ordinary people gathered at the Yeling Altar early in the morning, making the scene very lively.
Hundreds of sects took their seats in a circle in order.
Directly in front, there is a high platform with a huge furnace and three incense sticks on it. After the greetings, the heads of each sect walked to the high platform to burn incense in front of the cauldron.
Qingwu sat in the Tianzong team formation, looking at the wooden cards that had just been handed out, and raised his eyebrows with interest.
Twenty disciples from each sect participated in the competition, and hundreds of sects took part in the competition, totaling thousands of people.
There are ten arenas below, and teams of two compete in preliminary rounds at the same time. Each person will receive a wooden sign with a number engraved on it, and two people with the same number will compete, regardless of their spiritual power.
Of course, in order to prevent disciples from the same sect from becoming rivals, the person issuing the signs will check carefully to ensure that there are no duplicate numbers in a sect.
However, this cannot avoid behind-the-scenes operations.
The arena hadn't started yet, and everyone was chatting. Su Ying, who was sitting in the back, leaned on the back of Xia Ziyun's chair and asked: "Sister, I am number 109, what is your number?"
The other person didn't answer and just held the sign up to him.
He glanced: "No. 2, where are you, Xiao Qingwu?"
He turned his head and looked at the girl sitting next to Xia Ziyun, eating melon seeds.
Qingwu: "No. 51."
As soon as he finished speaking, the referee on the ring was already holding a thick book and started calling the names.
The voice blessed with spiritual power spread throughout the entire altar.
"In the first round of the preliminary round, in the first arena on the 1st, Lei Zong Fu Qing faced off against the Luohua Sect Jiang Nian; in the 2nd and 2nd arena, the Tianzong Xia Ziyun faced off against the Baishan Sect Luo Sha... In the tenth arena on the 10th, the Luohua Sect Liu Yun faced off against Zhan Zi. Yi Zongfu Luo!”
Qingwu smiled at the people around him, "Sister, come on!"
Xia Ziyun smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
Watching the senior sister come on stage, Su Ying sighed: "My number is so lagging behind, when will I have to wait until I can come on stage?"
Qingwu ate a melon seed very leisurely, turned around and asked him: "Do you want to eat it?"
"You have such a big heart..."
"Huh?" The look from the creditor.
"Yes!"
The relaxed atmosphere between the two of them infected the surrounding disciples.
So while other sect disciples were nervous and excited, everyone in Qingwu was eating melon seeds.
The picture is strange and harmonious.
(End of chapter)