In The Immortal Cultivation World, Hard Work Can Make Up For Your Shortcomings

Thinking like this, Mu Jiuxiao picked up the meat skewers and flicked it to his mouth. The mutton skewers were indeed extremely delicious. It was many times more delicious than the mutton skewers Mu Jiuxiao had eaten in his previous life. It was simply beyond words.

"Hey, where's the wine?"

Just when Mu Jiuxiao was indulging in the taste, Zhao Jiyu bumped him with his elbow. Mu Jiuxiao smiled and threw a bottle of wine to him, and took out a bottle of wine himself.

The two of them drank together, and the warm sunshine fell on the two of them. This day was a day that even a god would never change.

After drinking, dozens of skewers of mutton came, and a new competition was about to begin. Mu Jiuxiao and the two squeezed into the crowd and occupied a good position.

There is only half a day of competition left, and the next competition is extremely exciting. Mu Jiuxiao can gain a lot from every competition.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, what kind of spell does this monk use?"

While watching the game, Mu Jiuxiao was still asking Zhao Jiyu questions like a curious baby.

"This seems to be the legendary streamer technique."

Zhao Jiyu answered for him that he knew that Mu Jiuxiao was born as a tenant farmer and did not like fighting. He did not know many common sense of Immortal Cultivation World.

"Can the streamer technique still be used like this? It's really gorgeous."

The female monk just now used such a stream of light technique to blind the eyes of the monk opposite!

"No, there are no useless spells, only people who can't use them." Zhao Jiyu replied and continued to watch the competition.

Now there are three arenas going on at the same time. After watching this and that, the two of them squeezed in wherever they heard the loudest cheers. Mu Jiuxiao didn't feel tired at all. He was here to gain experience, but Zhao Jiyu, I felt it was disgraceful.

But soon, under these exciting competitions, he no longer felt embarrassed. Instead, he started to lead Mu Jiuxiao around various arenas.

"Brother Ye Fan is here!"

Mu Jiuxiao had sharp eyes and soon discovered that Ye Fan had entered a ring, so he quickly took Zhao Jiyu to see it. The two of them came here to encourage Ye Fan. No matter how exciting the competition next to them was, the two of them could only put it down first. , went to watch Ye Fan’s competition.

When he came the day before yesterday, Ye Fan was calm and relaxed, but today's competition obviously put pressure on Ye Fan, and he even took out his Dragon Song Bow.

However, the first enemy, although it seemed that he was in danger, still did not let him use the Sky Dragon Scale Arrow. He just used some other bow skills and won.

"Tsk, Brother Ye Fan is much stronger again!"

Mu Jiuxiao couldn't help but sigh when he saw Ye Fan's bow skills that he had never seen before.

"That's not true. For this competition, your brother Ye Fan has not been idle during this time."

Zhao Jiyu and Ye Fan lived next to each other, so he naturally noticed Ye Fan's efforts. He knew very well how hard Ye Fan worked during this period.

"Yes, you can only look effortless at critical moments if you work extremely hard!" Mu Jiuxiao replied and walked towards Ye Fan.

"Brother Ye, you are already in the top twenty. As long as you win one more game, you will have the opportunity to become a true disciple of Seven Star Sect."

Zhao Jiyu came from behind and said to Ye Fan.

"Brother Ye Fan, are you going to become a true disciple?"

After Mu Jiuxiao heard this, he was also happy for him.

"There is another test, and I'm not sure whether I can pass it."

Ye Fan replied modestly, but it was obvious that the light in his eyes told everyone that he was bound to win this battle!

Not daring to waste Ye Fan's time, the two of them stayed by Ye Fan's side to protect him. An hour later, the elder of Seven Star Sect in charge of the competition read out Ye Fan's name. The key battle for Ye Fan had arrived.

In this battle, Ye Fan's opponent was the man in green robe of poisonous mist that Mu Jiuxiao was worried about before. After Ye Fan saw this man in green robe, his expression was solemn. He knew that if he fought with this man in green robe, he would definitely lose. It was him, so he took out the Dragon Song Bow without hesitation.

The man in green robe also knew that Ye Fan's bow was powerful and did not dare to delay at all. As soon as he came on stage, he opened the poisonous mist gourd and released the poisonous mist. In addition, he also released various poisons to attack Ye Fan.

While dodging, Ye Fan used the most powerful move - the Sky-moving Dragon Scale Arrow!

Mu Jiuxiao was in the audience, watching with fear. Although Ye Fan looked confused and seemed to have been poisoned, Mu Jiuxiao knew the outcome, and Ye Fan would definitely not be defeated!

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, Ye Fan shot an arrow through the man in green robe, and he half-knelt on the ground holding a bow!

"Ye Fansheng!"

As the sect elders pronounced their verdict, the protective formation on the arena was opened, Ye Fan staggered down, and the man in green robe was carried down.

"Brother Ye Fan, are you okay?"

Seeing Ye Fan's appearance, Mu Jiuxiao was a little worried. Ye Fan shook his head, took out a few detoxification pills from his storage bag, and drank them.

"Yu Chunrong's poisonous mist is very powerful. If my arrow had been charging for a little longer, I might be the one who fell." Ye Fan said with lingering fear.

"But you won in the end."

Mu Jiuxiao said: "Congratulations to Brother Ye Fan for becoming the true disciple of the sect. I will finally have a backer in the sect from now on."

"Don't say that, the sect hasn't notified you yet, everything is still undecided." Ye Fan waved his hand and said humbly.

"Anyway, brother Ye Fan, you will definitely become the true successor of the sect!"

As Mu Jiuxiao said this, he had some bad premonitions in his heart. He felt that something would happen when Mark became the true successor of the sect.

After all, as a child of luck, how can we not go through some hardships?

But he still hoped that everything would go well for him.

"Brother Ye, don't say any more, you'd better heal yourself."

Zhao Jiyu said from the side, Ye Fan nodded to the two of them and sat down cross-legged.

While he was recovering from the poison, the sect's competition continued. When it was Ye Fan's turn, he chose to abstain. Anyway, he had already entered the top ten and had no intention of competing for the top three.

Soon, the competition was over. Next, the elder posted the admission list. Those who were selected already knew it well and followed the senior brother in charge of it to the Seven Star Sect.

Ye Fan stood up from the ground unhurriedly and went to the admission list. However, he just took a look and his face turned ugly.

After Mu Jiuxiao glanced at it, he said angrily, "Brother Ye Fan, the sect is so unfair. Why are you clearly in the top ten, but you are only an inner disciple? I will go to them to ask for an explanation!"

"do not go!"

Ye Fan grabbed him. How could he not be angry in his heart? But he was afraid that Mu Jiuxiao would be impulsive and do bad things, so he still grabbed him. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down the anger in his heart and walked to the responsible elder in person. .

"Elder, didn't you say that as long as you enter the top ten in the general election, you can become a true disciple? Why can't I?"