C81 Ice and Fire
C81 Ice and Fire
Thinking about it, Chen Chuan did not take it to heart. He lifted his foot and walked towards his room.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was time for the door test.
The so-called competition was to let the disciples of a few sects spar with each other. In fact, it was a good opportunity for the sects to show their strength. It was not just the three great sects. Even some small sects would come.
After all, the first place winner of the entrance examination would receive a considerable amount of rewards. It was said that this year's first place winner would be able to obtain a spot to cultivate in the Primordius Mystic Realm.
The Primordius Mystic Realm was one of the three great mystic realms. It was only opened once every 500 years, and there were countless herbs and cultivation methods within. If one was lucky, there was still a chance to find the cultivation methods and inheritances left behind by the higher-beings. Just this point alone made everyone's blood boil.
However, in order to protect the Primordius Mystic Realm, there was a limit to the number of people entering every time. At most, a hundred people would enter.
In this entrance exam, the first place holder could enter as many as thirty people. Everyone was eager to try out this time's competition, all of them aiming for the first place holder.
Early in the morning, Chen Chuan was still sleeping when he heard Lee Fei patting his door.
"Sect Master, the competition has started. Hurry up and get up!"
Chen Chuan opened his eyes impatiently and held his forehead.
"I don't know what's so good about being the Sect Master. You have to get up before dawn. You sleep later than a chicken and wake up earlier than a chicken."
Chen Chuan muttered in a low voice. Although he said so, he still got up quickly.
After all, as the sect master of High Martial Sect, he had to do these things. Otherwise, those elders would skin him alive. No, there were so many disciples below who were still counting on him to eat.
Chen Chuan felt proud when he thought of all the responsibilities he had to bear. He opened the door.
"Uncle Li, let's not knock the door. You don't even know how many doors of my big shop have been broken by you." Chen Chuan smiled and teased.
Lee Fei immediately took a few steps back in embarrassment. "Sect Master, I have no other choice."
As he spoke, Lee Fei raised his hand and scratched his head. He couldn't be blamed for this. It was Lee Fei's fault for being so strong.
Chen Chuan didn't say much to him. The two of them quarreled as they walked over to the arena.
"Master!"
On the way, Jiang Seier's voice came from behind. Chen Chuan turned his head and looked over with surprise in his eyes.
"Little disciple has come out of seclusion?"
Jiang Li'er nodded and said, "Master, I'm already at the Early Core Formation Stage." In her tone, His tone was filled with excitement and pride.
Chen Chuan was stunned for a moment before he could not help but sigh, "That's right. Since you have come out of seclusion, don't embarrass me in this competition. Beat him to death."
"Pfff... Yes, Master."
Jiang Li'er could not help but laugh out loud. When she saw that Chen Chuan was still as out of tune as before, her eyes flashed with a trace of friendliness.
Actually, he never thought that he would be able to break through to the Core Formation realm in one fell swoop. This was all thanks to the attack method his master found for him. There were so many natural treasures as well. Jiang Li'er felt that she hadn't picked the wrong person before.
Chen Chuan did not know the twists and turns in his disciple's heart. He was quite satisfied with Jiang Li'er's disciple. She was diligent and talented.
The three of them walked towards the competition stage.
Leng Zhaoru and the others were already waiting there. When they saw Chen Chuan coming over, they went up to greet him.
"Sect Master."
Chen Chuan nodded and asked, "When will it start?"
Leng Zhaoru replied, "I will wait for you to announce it."
Chen Chuan was speechless. Being the sect master was troublesome.
Chen Chuan went up the stage and looked at the people around him with a smile on his face. He raised his hand and spoke.
"Hello, everyone. I am the Sect Master of High Martial Sect, Chen Chuan. This time, the entrance exam will be held by High Martial Sect. Any cultivator below the God-guiding Stage realm can sign up for the exam. I will not say anything else. Everyone understands. Now, I will announce the official start of the city!"
As soon as he finished his words, everyone except the people from the High Martial Sect were clapping their hands. The expressions on the faces of the others did not change at all, even with some irony.
Chen Chuan didn't take it to heart. After today, he would definitely let everyone remember the name 'High Martial Sect'!
The competition would draw lots, and the winner would emerge from each round of competition.
When everyone had drawn lots to pick their opponents, the competition would officially begin.
Below the stage, Leng Zhaoru looked at the name in her hand and frowned.
"Ye Zi Tong?"
Zhao Xue looked at the stick in Leng Zhaoru's hand and said softly. There was a trace of doubt in her tone.
Leng Zhaoru was also very puzzled at this time. She had never heard of this name before. Looking at the logo, it should be from the Blood Knife Sect. It was just that when did the Blood Knife Sect produce such a character?
Zhao Xue did not think too much about it. She thought that it was an unknown figure and spoke.
"Big Sister Leng is just lucky. Unlike me, the one I picked was from the Falling Sun Sect. The Sect Chief had just become enemies with them yesterday, so he must have lost his life when he saw me. I'm finished..."
Zhao Xue's tone was filled with helplessness, as if she had already seen the tragic end of her life.
Leng Zhaoru could not help but laugh when she saw him like this.
"Don't sigh. That Lee Yuanhua is destined not to participate today. How can others beat a little girl who pretends to be a pig to eat a tiger like you?"
Others might not know, but Leng Zhaoru was very clear about Zhao Xue's strength. Although she looked very easy to bully, her strength was very strong.
When Zhao Xue heard that, she complained, "Sister Leng made fun of me."
"Hahaha..."
A competition was taking place on the stage, and Chen Chuan was sitting there drowsily. It wasn't that he didn't want to watch it, but the competition between Essence-solidifying warriors wasn't attractive to her at all. At his current level, he could tell who would win with just a glance.
"Evergreen Sect wins!"
"Next match, Blood Knife Sect, Ye Zi Tong!"
"Fight, High Martial Sect, Leng Zhaoru!"
Here it comes!
Finally, Leng Zhaoru had arrived. Chen Chuan's originally sleepy mind suddenly sobered up.
Leng Zhaoru was his vice sect master. Chen Chuan did not want to see Leng Zhaoru lose no matter what, not to mention he had confidence in Leng Zhaoru's strength.
Leng Zhaoru stepped onto the stage. She wore white clothes that fluttered without wind. There was not a trace of a smile on her cold face. Her entire person was like a goddess standing in a world of ice and snow. It was as if others would freeze him to pieces with just a glance.
On the other side, on the seat of Blood Knife Sect, a woman in red slowly stood up and walked towards the competition stage.
Ye Zi Tong wore a red veil on his face. His smooth forehead was exposed. Light swirled in his eyes as if he could speak. Although he was wearing a veil, it also allowed people to feel his pretty face.
Two beauties, one ice and one fire, stood in the middle of the stage. The atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited.
The originally quiet arena instantly discussed the two women on the stage. Everyone was extremely excited.