Fantasy: I Finally Waited Until My Disciples Became a Teacher

In the eyes of the public, Wanderer Tranquility Sect's once-a-decade competition has finally kicked off.

"The game takes a one-on-one approach, with a thousand arena at the same time."

"The disciples of the same branch will not run into each other until they enter the finals."

"Now everyone starts to draw lots."

Nangong Xuanyun stretched out his hand, and tens of thousands of lotteries flew out at the same time in the lotus tube below.

Being impartial, it happened to fall into the hands of all the participating disciples.

"What an exquisite method!"

Witnessing this scene, the other sects who came to watch were secretly amazed.

Wanderer Tranquility Sect is worthy of being the top sect of the Western Xuanyu.

As the head of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, Nangong Xuanyun cannot be underestimated.

If it weren’t for the Divine Consciousness Cultivation Base alone, it would have reached the pinnacle, absolutely.

The disciple of Wanderer Tranquility Sect looked proud.

There are also many people showing longing.

I don't know when will I have a Cultivation Base as terrifying as the master?

"The disciples who have an empty lottery will have a bye in the first round."

The issued lottery is marked with the ring number and the test number.

But some people have nothing on their signatures.

This is a bye.

The disciple in the bye will directly enter the second round of competition.

Ye Qingxian took a look at his lottery number, and it was empty.

"My lottery number is also empty." The second senior brother Jun Mo frowned slightly.

He had long wanted to take the stage to compete, but he didn't expect to get an empty account.

"Mine is also empty."

"I am also empty."

"I am also empty."

...

Eighteen disciples of Buwen Peak all got empty numbers.

"Isn't it such a coincidence?" Ling Yaoyao looked suspicious: "Could it be that the people of Wanderer Tranquility Sect are afraid of us and don't want us to compete on stage?"

The number of vacant accounts is inherently small, and the probability of all 18 people getting vacant accounts is even lower.

To be precise, it is simply impossible.

But they all got empty numbers.

It can only be said that the so-called draw is passive.

"Don't worry, anyway, if you get an empty number, go directly to the next round."

Ye Qingxian stretched his body, but he didn't care about it.

Given the strength of these disciples, she was really a little bit disdainful for her to take the stage to compete.

This is like forcibly pulling an elephant and an ant to a contest.

What do you think the elephant will feel?

In the eyes of Ye Qingxian, these disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, their strength is so weak, calling them ants, they all praise them a little.

If it weren't for the master's sect, she was still expecting a miracle, maybe an unknown master would come out from somewhere, she would be too lazy to look at these people.

"Everyone just wait for the next round of competition."

Fan Xian nodded and sat down cross-legged.

The same is true of other Buwen Peak disciples.

Watching the game?

What's so good about a game of such a low level?

A glance at him was a waste of time.

With this time, sit down and feel that the preaching of the Master is not fragrant?

It's so boring to watch two ants beating around!

Therefore, no one of Buwen Peak's disciples went to watch the game.

...

"Head, Buwen Peak's disciples, are all bye?"

An elder's eyes flickered and looked at the place where everyone at Buwen Peak was.

"Of course, let them have a bye!" Grand Elder Li Zizai said: "The master has done a good job."

Nangong Xuanyun laughed.

"Buwen Peak borrowed the power of the peak pulse and tried to win the competition. How can I let them get what they want?"

"The disciples of Buwen Peak are just mortals."

"Although the power of the peak veins is strong, their mortal bodies cannot bear it for too long."

"So, they must be anxious to take the stage to compete."

"With the power of the peak pulse, I get a good result in the competition."

"I won't let them take the stage, and I will delay it slowly."

"Wait for a long time, these people can't bear it."

After saying something, the other elders clapped their hands and cheered.

"Wonderful, the leader is a good move."

"Haha, Buwen Peak is just a group of mortals, and they also want to fight against immortal cultivators. They simply don't know the heights of the world."

"We can deliberately slow down the progress of the game. In this case, Buwen Peak won't make it to the final even if it has a bye. They collapsed before reaching the final."

...

In the square below, the disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect were all involved in the competition.

A thousand competitions were conducted simultaneously, but there were some competition venues where no one was watching.

There are other venues that are full of people.

After all, everyone wants to see the legendary pride of heaven take action.

Look at their understanding and use of spells.

broaden knowledge.

You can also learn something useful to you from it.

Everyone was watching the people at Buwen Peak just now, but no one cares about them anymore.

It's just a group of mortals, they just want to watch jokes and see how they fail, but no one really cares about them.

However, there is one exception.

As a disciple of the Xiao Clan, Li Xiaosheng came to Wanderer Tranquility Sect to observe the competition.

His gaze fell on everyone at Buwen Peak.

"These people, are they really mortals without a Cultivation Base? I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

Li Xiaosheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He always felt that the people of Wanderer Tranquility Sect had looked away. *

Thank you for reading this story at hotmtnovel.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!