Villain: Master And Sister, Please

Time turned and came to evening.

On this day, all the disciples from the seven peaks came out of seclusion, and many people even rushed back from outside the sect.

In addition to selecting outstanding disciples for rewards, the additional personal list set up for this intra-sect competition is also used to prepare for the competition with other immortal sects next month.

Yunyao secretly came to Lin Heng.

The red skirt was still sitting on the edge of the eaves, her legs dangling in the air and constantly swaying. From time to time, she took a gourd of wine and poured it into her mouth.

Lin Heng lay comfortably next to her, staring at the bright moon obscured by clouds, his consciousness seemed to be in a blur.

No words were spoken, and there was no movement in his mind.

Yunyao reached out and patted his thigh and asked: "Why are you so dumb while talking? Do you want to drink?"

"Senior sister, why do you like drinking?"

Lin Heng suddenly asked.

He didn't like the spiciness of wine. Even the fragrant peach wine, besides having a slight alcohol smell, was not as sweet as ordinary sugar water.

"Me? Well...that's a good question. I used to hate alcohol. My father died of alcoholism when I was very young. My mother became ill from overwork and didn't live for many years.

It is said that drinking wine can lead to death, and you can use it to numb yourself. But later I discovered that it could only help me reduce the fire in my body, but it could not alleviate my worries. As time goes by, you will naturally get used to it. "

Her tone was calm and relieved, without any nostalgia for the past.

【oh? Is this the senior sister's life experience? Sure enough, she no longer has any worries. She is not satisfied with the past descriptions even on a piece of paper! 】

"Hey! Don't be lazy, cheer up." Yunyao stretched out her hand to pull him up, and said seriously: "Someone may target you in the competition tomorrow, but remember what I told you, when we fight, we will fight. , there’s no shame in just admitting defeat if you can’t fight.”

"No, senior sister, do you have so little confidence in me?"

"It's not that I don't have confidence in you, but some people are very bad. Every year there are people missing arms and legs. Your current status is very delicate. Logically speaking, you are the son of the sect master and your treatment should be particularly high.

But some people don’t want you to come back, otherwise it would have taken more than twenty years to find you. I don’t know what’s going on here, but you have to try to think about it. "

"I understand. Senior sister, how about you stay with me tonight? The sheets and everything have been changed."

"Hmph! You can go to sleep by yourself. It's time for me to leave."

Yun Yao shook off his restless hand and disappeared from the place in a flash.

...

The bright sun of the next day just peeked out from behind the dusk clouds.

Nearly a thousand disciples have gathered at the training ground on the easternmost side of the main peak. During the sect competition, all disciples can go and watch. The number of people is not small.

Lin Heng looked left and right in the crowd, and it took him a long time to find Mu Liuxi.

After squeezing through, he said, "Senior sister, this is too exaggerated! How long will it take for so many people to compete?"

"And look at the location of our Xianyun Peak. Counting all the handyman disciples, we only have about eighty people."

"The number of people on Guiyuan Peak next to it is no less than two hundred."

Mu Liuxi looked towards the entrance of the training ground.

At this time, the two elders were maintaining order, requiring the disciples from each peak to enter the arena in order.

If the disciples were allowed to crowd around, there would probably be chaos.

"Don't be anxious yet, it will be our turn to enter the venue soon. The training ground is a secret space that has been opened up. It is so big that it can accommodate even five thousand people.

Despite the large number of people, there were actually only so many disciples participating in the competition, not even one in ten compared to the total number of people. "

The Qingxuan Sect seems to have many disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Golden Core Stage, but those are limited to the bright side.

Counting the vast majority of the handyman disciples, these talented budding talents are only lingering in the Qi training period and are not even qualified to participate in the competition.

"Where's Senior Sister Xiaoyao? Isn't she here yet?"

"she....."

"Hey! Who is Lin Heng!?"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted. The rough voice was so intimidating that even Lin Heng was startled by the voice.

"Damn it! Senior Brother Gao, please keep your voice down. Lin Heng is the recovered Zong Shao. Don't you know?"

"What!? Our sect leader's lost son has been found? I just came back from training last night and I don't know yet. Then he has formed a team with me, so I can't call him my name!"

The disciple who spoke was tall and tall, at least two meters tall.

The unique giant hammer on the back is enough to show this person's character.

Soon the two of them found Lin Heng's location by following the direction pointed by the people around them.

"Are you Lin Heng?"

"Yes, it's me."

"My dear Gao Meng, disciple of Canglan Peak, please give me some advice!"

"Ah! I am a disciple of Xingchen Peak, my name is Guan Xingyang."

One of the two was strong and strong, while the other looked frail. Lin Heng's face twisted together and he didn't know what expression to make.

"It seems that you have found all your friends. Let's talk... Senior sister, I should go meet my teammates for a while."

Mu Liuxi interspersed among the disciples, leaving space for them.

Lin Heng had heard about this Gao Meng from Yun Yao. He was very straightforward. He only had brute strength but was not good at using his brain. He was nicknamed "Reckless Man" by others.

But he had never heard of this person named Guan Xingyang.

[The two teammates assigned to me are okay. Both of them are in the middle stage of foundation building, so they won’t be held back. 】

Gao Meng was the first to break the quiet atmosphere and took the initiative to speak: "Since we have become a team, we will share the same hatred and give them a good beating. I don't care what you two think. I don't care whether I win or lose, but I must not make it easier for the disciples sitting on Daofeng." "

From what he said, it can be seen that he seems to be very hostile to those who sit on Daofeng.

Lin Heng narrowed his eyes slightly. This was quite a surprise. From the elders to the disciples at Xianyun Peak and Sidao Peak, there was constant friction.

As long as these two people don't get into trouble, he has great confidence in winning the big points.

After a while, Lin Heng and three others entered the training ground one after another.

This secret space occupies an extremely wide area, and even with narrowed eyes, one can see the end of the light wall.

The overall environment is arranged like an ancient arena, in an oval shape.

There are two tracks in this competition, Foundation Building and Golden Elixir. There are indeed Nascent Soul Stage disciples, but there are only three of them, and two of them are still wandering around.

There is no need to organize a competition for the three of them.

As their realm improves, most monks pursue quick victory and won't do so many fancy moves.

If you can beat, you can beat. If you can't beat, even if you delay the time, you won't be able to last long unless the two are equally matched.

Therefore, the fighting time of the monks in the Golden Core stage is longer than that of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

All the disciples dispersed according to the teams they were divided into. Lin Heng and three people lived on the southernmost side, and the circular arena in front was prepared for them.

On the opposite side is the Jindan Stage Arena. There is an opaque light curtain between the two arenas, so it is equivalent to dividing the entire training ground space into two.

In other words, if you want to watch the competition between Jindan monks, you have to move to the other side.

As the elder finished his speech, two long couplets hanging high above the arena spread out with silver light on them. Each person's name was recorded on them, and the numbers after the names represented points.

The initial value is zero for everyone, so the ranking order is just random.

"The randomly drawn teams below are the sixth and second teams!"

[Good guy, it looks pretty good. 】

"Hey! What's going on? We are the sixth team and we were selected at the beginning!"

Guan Xingyang quickly pushed Gao Meng next to him.

"It's really us! What's wrong, there are two disciples of the main peak in the second team, how can we fight like this!?"