The Sect Competition Begins

Jun Changxiao brought his disciples to Liyang City after ending their devil training ahead of time.

The main reason was to give them time to rest and adjust their condition to face the upcoming sect competition.

"Qianqian."

On the way, Jun Changxiao said, "I saw that you've been cultivating in the array formation for the past few days. How's your strength improving?"

Lu Qianqian said indifferently, "It's alright."

Used to this woman's indifference, Jun Changxiao stopped asking for a snub. He looked at Xiao Ziji, who had been following with his head lowered.

This guy must be thinking about how to face the people in Liyang City and how to face the Xiao family that he might encounter at any time.

Jun Changxiao walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "If you're a man, you should face everything bravely."

"Mm."

Xiao Ziji took a deep breath. His dark eyes flashed with determination.

They walked all the way and finally arrived at the gate of Liyang City at dusk.

However, before they entered, the martial artists coming in and out cast their gazes and locked onto Xiao Ziji.

"Isn't this the trash from the Xiao family!"

"He really came to participate in the sect competition!"

"I thought it was a rumor. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Tsk tsk, without a spirit root and cultivation, such trash dares to participate in the competition. Isn't he afraid of being tortured to death?"

Hearing the crowd's ridicule and private discussions, Xiao Ziji clenched his fists and lowered his head.

"Xiao Mu," Jun Changxiao said.

Su Xiaomo said, "Here!"

Jun Changxiao pointed at the two martial artists who called them trash and said, "Someone humiliated your junior brother. What should you do?"

Su Xiaomo understood and dashed over like a rabbit. She leaped into the air halfway and kicked the martial artist on her left, sending him flying.

Swoosh!

His body turned around, and with a tap of his toes, he dashed out again, sweeping his leg across the other warrior's face.

Plop! Plop!

At the same time, the two beaten martial artists fell to the ground.

One charge, one stop, and one charge again. He attacked at different times and took down two people at the same time. It could be said to be clean and efficient without any sloppiness!

Su Xiaomo landed steadily on the ground and clapped his hands. "He is my junior brother. Humiliating him is the same as humiliating me."

"Not bad," Jun Changxiao said with satisfaction.

Li Qingyang whispered, "Sect Leader, this is Liyang City. Isn't it a little inappropriate to fight here?"

Jun Changxiao said, "We're not in the city. It's not against the law to fight."

"That makes sense," Li Qingyang said.

Why didn't he think of that? If he had known earlier, he would have made a move first.

The two martial artists who had been kicked away covered their faces with footprints as they stood up. Although their eyes were filled with anger, they did not dare to say anything.

They were city dwellers, but they didn't have much power. They had to pay the price for their foul mouths.

Jun Changxiao glanced at the two of them and said indifferently, "If you dare to humiliate my Iron Bone disciples behind my back again, I will make sure you won't live to see the sun tomorrow."

With a wave of his sleeve, he led his disciples into the city.

On the way, Xiao Ziji's clenched fists gradually loosened. "Sect Leader, senior sister, thank you."

Su Xiaomo leaned over and put his hand on his shoulder. He grinned and said, "We're all from the same sect. Don't be so polite."

Xiao Ziji smiled.

Since he was registered for the sect's martial arts competition, this was the first time he smiled. His smile was very bright.

"It doesn't matter if the people of Liyang City look down on me. I have the sect leader and a group of senior brother/sister. They have never despised me. That's enough …"

After passing through the dark city gate, when the sun appeared in his field of vision, Xiao Ziji's innate decadence and the haze in his heart weakened a lot.

…

"That short teenager's movement technique is so fast!"

"When he attacked, he didn't use any spiritual power at all. It shouldn't be so fast!"

"Is that person an Iron Bone disciple?"

"In my opinion, he might be the top disciple in the sect."

"Could he be the number one genius of Qingyang City?"

"Yes, the genius of Qingyang City joined Iron Bone. If it's him, it's understandable."

When Jun Changxiao brought his disciples into the city, the warriors at the city gate discussed heatedly. They mistook Su Xiaomo for Li Qingyang.

"The number one genius of Qingyang City?"

Among the group of people who came from the official road, a teenager in a gray robe smiled and said, "I hope we can meet in the competition."

The old man next to him said, "He 'er, that kid's movement technique is vigorous. His strength must be extraordinary. If you meet him in the sect's martial arts competition, don't underestimate him."

"I know, I know." The teenager called He 'er answered impatiently.

"Elder, that Iron Bone only has one disciple, Li Qingyang. How much courage does it take to send a disciple to participate in the competition?" A teenager joked.

The old man was more cautious. He said in a deep voice, "Since he dares to participate in the sect's martial arts competition, he must be capable. If you meet that kid just now, you must be very serious."

"Yes."

Several disciples said.

However, these people didn't know that the short guy called Su Xiaomo was not the number one genius of Qingyang City.

… …

The sect's martial arts competition would be held the day after tomorrow. Jun Changxiao brought five disciples to find an inn to stay. However, because of Xiao Ziji, they attracted a lot of attention on the street.

The words' trash 'and' direct descendant of the Xiao family 'were often on the lips of the people who were talking about them. Some warriors even had strong disdain and contempt in their eyes.

Jun Changxiao said, "Don't care about their eyes, because they are just a group of dogs following the trend. When they see your strength, they will wag their tails and kneel down and lick your feet."

Xiao Ziji said firmly, "Sect Master, I will use my strength to make them kneel down and lick your feet."

"Sect Master, Junior Brother, don't insult dogs!" Su Xiaomo said.

Jun Changxiao said, "Dogs guard the house and are loyal. They are good friends of us humans. They should not be insulted."

The warriors who were talking behind them heard this, and their eyes suddenly flashed with anger.

Su Xiaomo glanced at them and said with a smile, "Sect Master, this disciple likes it when some people don't like me and can't kill me. They look as if they have eaten a fly."

Jun Changxiao said, "They must have eaten sh * t."

"Sh * t?"

Su Xiaomo really didn't understand.

Li Qingyang also didn't understand, but judging from the Sect Master's tone, 'sh * t' was certainly not a good thing.

Jun Changxiao and Su Xiaomo echoed each other, and the warriors who had repeatedly said that Xiao Ziji was trash became angry. However, the city had a rule that prohibited private fighting.

Fortunately, there were rules. Otherwise, with Sect Master Jun's temper, he would have already led his disciples to beat them up.

Soon, the group stopped in front of an inn. They were just about to enter when a 'Yo Yo' sound came from behind. They saw a man in embroidered clothes surrounded by servants coming over.

"Bei Wen!"

Xiao Ziji's eyes became gloomy.

"Bei Wen?" Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched as he said, "Isn't that the same as the Ai family's Ai Shuo's name?"

The youth called Bei Wen swaggered over and said, "Yo Yo, isn't this the Azure Sun County's rare genius? I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've become even more impressive. "

"Sect Master, let's go in." Li Qingyang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Bei Wen said, "Yo Yo, old acquaintances are meeting. Aren't you going to say a few words before leaving?"

Su Xiaomo scratched his head and said, "Sect Master, this person has been 'Yo Yo' non-stop. Is he sick?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Perhaps."

As he spoke, he led the five disciples into the inn. Bei Li, who was standing outside, said, "Great Prodigy Xiao, this Young Master is also participating in the sect's competition. If we meet at that time, we must have a good spar."

"Who is that person?" Jun Changxiao asked.

Xiao Ziji said, "He's a direct descendant of the Bei family. Five years ago, he took liberties with a girl in broad daylight. I beat him up."

Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose and said, "Hearing that fart catchphrase makes me annoyed. If we meet in the Sect's competition, beat him to death. Beat him so badly that even his parents won't let him out."

"Yes!"