Chapter 12 Stop yelling, or you won't have the strength to cry later.
Chapter 12 Stop yelling, or you won't have the strength to cry later.
The outer sect competition has officially begun.
Xiaoqiongshan, set off!
When Lin Zhou appeared on the mountain path leading to the main peak, Qingyun Peak, with his two apprentices, he instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
No, to be precise, it was the highlight of the entire show.
Xiao Fan and Shi Yi were wearing two very strangely styled black outfits.
The fabric of the clothes is good, and the cut is also good, but the problem lies in the two huge white Chinese characters on the chest and back.
On Xiao Fan's chest was a large "soldier" character.
Behind Shi Yi's name is a bold and elegant character for "death".
The two of them walking together looked exactly like two chess pawns who had crossed the river, exuding a cannon fodder-like aura of fearless advance.
"Pfft... What is that thing? Performance art?"
"Xiaoqiongshan? You mean that dilapidated gang that's about to disband?"
"Are they dressed like that to be funny? Soldier and pawn? Are they planning to be the first ones to go on the field and get killed?"
The disciples from various peaks who passed by pointed and whispered, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh too loudly, their faces turning red from holding it in.
Xiao Fan's skin had long been thickened by his master, making him more thick-skinned than a city wall, so he turned a deaf ear to these discussions.
Shi Yi is expressionless; he doesn't care at all what others think.
Only Linzhou walked at the front, dressed in a simple blue Taoist robe, waving a tattered palm-leaf fan that he had somehow acquired.
He had a completely calm and collected expression, as if the two people following behind him were not his two disciples, but two peerless divine weapons.
He was secretly overjoyed.
This is exactly the effect I wanted!
Keep a low profile! Play dumb!
When the moment comes, it will be a resounding and satisfying slap in the face!
Soon, the three arrived at the main square of Qingyun Peak.
Good heavens, the scene was truly spectacular, with drums and gongs resounding, firecrackers exploding, and a sea of people.
Thousands of Lingxiao Sect disciples gathered together.
On the viewing platforms surrounding the square, there were also many representatives from various sects, large and small, in the Eastern Xuan Region.
Each of them exuded a calm and composed aura, clearly indicating that they were all prominent figures.
Just then, a commotion arose from the entrance.
"Look! People from the Azure Flame Sect have arrived!"
"Isn't that Shi Hao, the chief disciple of the Cangyan Sect's outer sect? My god, what a powerful aura!"
A large group of people dressed in crimson sect attire, surrounded by a group of elders, walked in.
The young man at the head of the group was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in fine clothes and had a handsome face, but there was a hint of effeminacy and arrogance between his brows.
Behind him, a faint golden glow flowed, vaguely forming the phantom of a Qilin, its power astonishing.
"A divine phenomenon! Is this the genius with the Supreme Bone?"
"He's too strong! His arrival has made all the geniuses of our Lingxiao Sect pale in comparison!"
The surrounding disciples gasped in amazement, and countless female disciples were practically drooling with desire, wishing they could pounce on him on the spot.
Shi Hao enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. A smug smile appeared on his lips as he casually scanned the entire room.
Suddenly, he stopped moving.
His gaze pierced through the crowded throng and precisely locked onto a young man in a black outfit with the character "卒" (pawn) on it, tucked away in a corner.
Shi Yi!
He's still alive?!
Shi Hao's pupils contracted sharply, but then a cruel and contemptuous smile spread across his lips.
He raised his hand and slowly made a throat-slitting motion in Shi Yi's direction.
boom!
In that instant, Shi Yi's mind went blank.
All composure and restraint crumbled the moment that action was seen!
"roar--!"
A low, suppressed growl, like that of a wild beast, emanated from deep within Shi Yi's throat.
His eyes instantly turned blood red, his bones cracked and popped, and an extremely cold killing intent soared into the sky!
The newly formed nascent [Ancestral Dragon Emperor Bone] seemed to sense the host's overwhelming hatred and began to resonate wildly, with the dragon-shaped energy running rampant uncontrollably across his body!
He's going to break out!
He's going to tear that bastard to shreds!
Just as Shi Yi was about to go berserk and lose control, a hand gently landed on his shoulder.
It's Linzhou.
"If a mad dog barks at you, are you going to lie down and bark back?"
Lin Zhou's voice was soft and languid, yet it clearly reached Shi Yi's ears.
There are many ways to kill.
"In full view of everyone, crush everything he was so proud of, bit by bit."
"Wouldn't it be much more fun to make him kneel before you like a dead dog than to punch him to death like this?"
A cool sensation flowed from Lin Zhou's palm into Shi Yi's body, instantly calming his rampant killing intent and blood stasis.
Shi Yi trembled, and the bloodshot in his eyes slowly faded, returning to a deathly stillness.
He got it.
Master is right.
We must attack their spirit!
[Ding! Disciple Shi Yi's Dao Heart is Stable, Worship Points +100! Worship Level: Level 5!]
Lin Zhou mentally gave a thumbs-up.
Done! At least the kid didn't turn evil on the spot.
On the other side, an even bigger commotion broke out.
"Senior Sister Rong Ruoyue is here!"
"Oh my god, Senior Sister Ruoyue looks so beautiful today!"
Surrounded by a group of outer disciples, Rong Ruoyue walked slowly towards them, like a fairy surrounded by stars.
Today, she wore a light purple dress, her figure was graceful, her face was beautiful, and she had a perfectly reserved smile on her face, enjoying everyone's admiration.
Her gaze didn't linger on Xiao Fan's direction for even a second.
It was as if the boy who was once her equal was now nothing more than an ant on the roadside, not worthy of her attention at all.
Xiao Fan remained completely unmoved.
He simply straightened his back silently and recited the lines his master had taught him in his heart.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young person's potential...
Yes, this is the right flavor!
I'll use this as my opening line when I go on stage!
Just then, a discordant voice rang out.
Elder Li Mu of Qingyun Peak was accompanying several distinguished guests when he spotted the Linzhou master and his disciples in the corner. He immediately started shouting in a sarcastic tone.
"Oh, isn't this Master Lin of Little Qiong Mountain? Dressed like a servant, how dare you embarrass yourself in a place like this?"
He spoke loudly, deliberately making sure everyone around him could hear.
In an instant, all eyes were drawn to them, filled with mockery and ridicule.
Xiao Fan and Shi Yi both clenched their fists.
Lin Zhou seemed not to hear him, yawned, and fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan.
Then, he lazily raised his head, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire square with a touch of spiritual energy.
"Elder Li, the competition hasn't even started yet, and you're already making a fuss?"
"What, are you afraid of losing too badly later and not having a chance to speak?"
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned.
Has this notoriously useless mountain lord taken the wrong medicine today?
He actually dared to confront Elder Li Mu, a Golden Core Realm cultivator, in public?!
Li Mu's face instantly turned a deep liver color!
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