World Wide Martial Art

"Senior Brother and Senior Sister, I still have to compete. That...Senior Sister Tianlan...is my guarantor, Junior Brother. Situ Reading

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Feeling the horrified looks from the people around him, Ye Feng felt a little regretful. If he had known Tian Lan's true identity earlier, he would rather go to Luo Mi and others.

At worst, I owe a favor.

Everyone in the Diyuan Sect was shocked and speechless, and the elders at the table also cast various surprised looks.

"Can Miss Tianlan vouch for him? How virtuous and capable is this handyman disciple?"

"Is he that Ye Feng? Well...it seems that he has an old relationship with Miss Tianlan. In front of so many people, Miss Tianlan actually introduced him to the venue in person. I wonder how he will behave this time?"

"..."

Elder He's eyes were also condescending, and he glanced at Ye Feng's location, with anticipation in his eyes.

When he personally introduced Ye Feng into the sect, he hoped that this guy would be as different as Lao Nie and himself thought.

"Thank you, senior sister."

Ye Feng cupped his hands in front of Tian Lan and thanked him in a low voice.

This move was naturally to make him look good.

If he does nothing in the competition, then Tianlan's prestige within the sect will inevitably be reduced.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are the Diyuan Sect I introduced from Starlight City. Today I vouch for you again. If you don't want to embarrass me, then... do your best on the Kunwu Stone to defeat your opponent."

Projecting a smile, Tianlan waved her slender hands slightly, and flew up to the stone platform with Ye Feng before returning to her position.

Ignoring all the dazzling eyes from all directions, Ye Feng stood still, quietly waiting for the game to begin.

A moment later, another bell rang, indicating that the competition was about to officially begin.

"Okay, now that all the contestants are on the field, let's get started."

"In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, we randomly draw lots to select our opponents. There are two pots of lots on the left and right on the table. Each person draws one. Those with the same number will fight."

“In the first round, an elimination system will be used, and in the second round, a challenge system will be used to determine the top ten.

After explaining the rules of the competition, Elder He's face lit up and he added: "In this competition, the top ten will receive generous rewards. As for the top three..."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted in a high pitched voice: "You can serve as the outer elder of our sect, and you will also get an opportunity to be baptized on the top floor of the Sutra Dojo. I hope you will do your best and cherish it."

As soon as these words came out, a cry of exclamation immediately came from below. From being a disciple, even being promoted to an outer sect elder is equivalent to a huge progress.

You must know that the elders of the Diyuan Sect are not qualified only by their cultivation. Those who can reach this point have already been inextricably linked with the sect. After becoming an elder, you are connecting your background to the Diyuan Sect and further expanding your space for growth.

Ye Feng felt excited, but his focus fell on the baptism in the dojo on the top floor, and he was not very interested in the position of elder.

"Finally, this elder would like to remind you that we all belong to the same sect. Although the rewards are generous, we must also pay attention to propriety during the war. Don't be ruthless and hurt people's lives."

"Now, let's draw lots."

After saying this, Elder He took a few steps back and stepped aside.

Each contestant immediately stepped forward, reached out and took out the spiritual lottery from the throwing pot, and then reported it to Elder He respectively. After confirming, they flew back.

The drawing process was very fast, and soon it was Ye Feng's turn.

He reached up and pulled out a spiritual sign with the word "thirty" written on it, which meant that Ye Feng was the thirtieth person to participate in the battle.

The person on the opposite side who also got the number thirty was an ordinary inner disciple. After learning that his opponent was Ye Feng, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, with a look of joy on his face.

Although Ye Feng is somewhat famous within the sect, those in the inner sect have long had a deep-rooted view of the handyman disciples, and that person does not take Ye Feng too seriously.

"Junior Brother Lu, thank you for drawing lots for me, haha, my luck seems pretty good."

Just as the man was about to step back, a figure quickly took two steps and walked to his side.

Yao Yifeng!

With a sharp look in his eyes, Ye Feng felt cold in his heart. Yao Yifeng was going to change the lottery in public. A blind person could see that he was coming for him.

"this……"

The entire inner disciple named Lu stammered, not wanting to give up the spiritual lottery in his hand.

The other contestants present probably want to draw Ye Feng as their opponent, so that they can at least have a good chance of entering the second challenge round.

"What? Junior brother Lu, don't forget, we agreed before, you help me smoke, and I will help you." Yao Yifeng snorted coldly.

"Yes, it is."

His face twitched, but the inner disciple named Lu still handed the spiritual lottery to Yao Yifeng.

Although Yao Yifeng is not considered a top-notch person, he is still somewhat influential in the inner sect. In addition, he has a good relationship with Bu Jingyu, so most people are not willing to have a grudge against him.

Elder He raised his eyebrows but didn't say much.

He would not easily interfere with such trivial details as long as both parties agreed.

"Isn't this against the rules? Everyone needs to draw lots by themselves. Where can there be exchanges? Senior Brother Yao, are you saying this because you want to take advantage of Junior Brother Ye?"

The small movement attracted some attention from the people around.

Luo Mi frowned slightly and stepped forward to stop him.

People in the sect knew more or less about Yao Yifeng's visit to sweep the floor a few days ago, and this matter also reached Luo Mi's ears.

The arrogance on Yao Yifeng's face faded, and he cupped his hands and said, "If Junior Sister Luo Mi says so, Senior Brother, I have to give you some face. Junior Brother Ye, it's up to you to decide."

"If you don't dare to fight me, just admit it, and I will return Spirit Lotus No. 30 to Junior Brother Lu."

He spoke in a very loud voice, as if he wanted to give Ye Feng a blow.

act recklessly!

There was a trace of hostility in Ye Feng's heart. Even if the two couldn't fight in the first round, they could challenge him in the second round. It seemed that Yao Yifeng didn't even have this patience anymore.

"Clown, since you are so anxious to end this tournament, why don't you... make it happen?"

With a sneer, Ye Feng replied unceremoniously.

"you……"

Yao Yifeng's face sank on the spot, and he nodded with murderous intent and said: "Junior brother is really... so brave. At that moment... I will teach Junior Brother Ye a clever move."

With a cold roll of his sleeves, Yao Yifeng took the spiritual lottery from the inner disciple named Lu, handed it to Elder He, and then strode to the side with a cold snort.

Seeing Yao Yifeng getting angry, a few sympathetic eyes looked at Ye Feng.

Of course, most of the inner disciples were slightly disdainful. In their hearts, Ye Feng's move was undoubtedly a provocation to the inner disciples.

This is a matter of status. Most of the inner disciples have no friendship with Ye Feng, so how can they sit back and watch a handyman act so arrogant in public?