I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

Seeing Li Xiaobai coming down, the surrounding disciples immediately scattered like birds and beasts, obviously not wanting to make more contact.

Li Xiaobai touched his nose, his expression slightly embarrassed.

These fellow disciples seemed to be particularly supportive of Piaomiao Peak, but it was a pity that he was just a newcomer, a rookie, and was not the closed-door strongman they said at all.

"Hey, isn't this a disciple of Piaomiao Peak? A new face, what's the matter, so you can't sit still because the sect competition is approaching?"

A young man holding a feather fan separated the crowd and walked out.

"It's Lin Feng, an inner sect disciple!"

"It is said that his brother Lin Mang is the true disciple of Elder Sun, but it's incredible!"

Seeing that a disciple recognized him, Lin Feng was even more proud, shaking the feather fan lightly, smiling, and looking very stylish.

Li Xiaobai was confused, sect competition?

Feng Lingzi never said that!

I have a bad feeling in my heart.

"Listen to me, everyone. The people in Piao Miao Peak are all related people. They are openly occupying resources by relying on their good relationship with the head."

"My elder brother will definitely enter the top ten in this competition, seize the qualification to enter the Holy Demon Sect for further study, and then step over Piao Miao Peak step by step, so that the head can see the true face of these guys."

Lin Feng held his head high and said lightly, and the atmosphere was full of pressure. Li Xiaobai was confused.

"Your brother is so powerful that he can enter the top ten...but what does this have to do with you?"

Li Xiaobai touched his head and was puzzled.

The onlookers were also stunned. Yes, what does your elder brother's power have to do with you?

"I..."

Lin Feng was angry and speechless for a while.

"Haha, well said, Junior Brother. There are always some scoundrels who are quick to talk. Your name is Lin Feng, right? Stop talking nonsense. If you really have the ability, let's fight!"

The crowd parted again, and a young man came out. He was also dressed in white and waving a feather fan in his hand, but his waving posture was a thousand times more elegant than Lin Feng's.

Compared with this handsome man, Lin Feng looked like a bumpkin.

Li Xiaobai recognized this man. He was also his senior brother, the fourth senior brother of Piaomiao Peak, named Yang Chen. He had seen him when he just entered the sect.

"Let's wait and see!"

"What are you looking at? What's so good about it? Why are you gathering here? Don't you need to practice?"

The crowd laughed, and Lin Feng left in disgrace.

"Junior Brother, why did you go down the mountain?"

Yang Chen walked over with a smile, not taking Lin Feng's words to heart at all.

"Senior Brother, I'm going down the mountain for a stroll and relax."

Li Xiaobai said.

"Relax?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen's sword-like eyebrows immediately stood up, and his face became serious: "After death, there are plenty of opportunities to relax. What we need to do is to practice, practice non-stop from morning to night."

"The sect competition is coming soon, you can't embarrass Piao Miao Peak!"

Yes, another practice maniac.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. Just when he was about to say something, he found that the scenery around him suddenly blurred. When he came to his senses, he had been thrown into the cave.

[Attribute points +10. ]

"Junior brother, these spirit stones are for you. Tomorrow is the competition. Practice well and don't embarrass our Piao Miao Peak."

Yang Chen's voice floated from a distance.

Senior Brother Yang is really... kind-hearted. It's so hard to go down the mountain, but he was sent back before he even walked out of the door.

After sorting out his thoughts, Li Xiaobai found some important information.

Tomorrow is the martial arts comparison. The Zongmen will choose ten disciples to enter the Holy Mozon for cultivation through this big ratio. Picked up a small bag of spirit stones on the ground. This is the most commonly used and the most basic cultivation material. The moment the fingers are exposed to the spirit stone, the system prompts. Panels, check the items in the mall, have a variety of props, roughly divided into four categories: props and equipment, mounts, runes, and elixir. You won't know until you see it. You'll be shocked when you see it. The mounts are all Maserati, Lamborghini, armored vehicles, and even more exaggerated is that there are robot Gundam models.

However, Li Xiaobai despaired after taking a look at the prices. The price of these mounts is ridiculously high, tens of thousands, and they are high-grade and top-grade spirit stones.

The cheapest flying broom also costs a huge sum of one thousand low-grade spirit stones.It seems that I am not destined to have it for the time being.

[Small God Traveling Talisman, Blasting Talisman, Diamond Talisman]: 10 low-grade spirit stones.

[Wasteful Poison]: 1 low-grade spirit stone.

[Rejuvenation Pill, Power Pill]: 10 low-grade spirit stones.

After a quick glance, Li Xiaobai found that he could only afford a few basic props and equipment.

[Not so sloppy helmet]: After wearing it, the defense power is slightly enhanced. (10 low-grade spirit stones.)

[Bronze Sword]: After using it, the attack power is slightly enhanced. (10 low-grade spirit stones.)

[Bronze Boots]: After wearing it, the speed is slightly enhanced. (10 low-grade spirit stones.)

No need to say, decisively choose the helmet, this thing is perfectly matched with my skill of being 100% slapped in the face, after wearing it, I will no longer be afraid of others coming to slap in the face.

Choose to buy!

The starlight in front of him flickered and condensed into a dirty helmet. It didn't look very good. It looked tattered and shabby. It was indeed very sloppy.

After patting it, it was quite hard. After wearing it on his head, Li Xiaobai felt that his physique had become much stronger. Just as the introduction said, this helmet had an amplifying effect on him.

Very good, I don't have to worry about being slapped in the face in tomorrow's competition.

...

At the same time, in the main hall of Xianyu Sect,

several elders were arguing fiercely.

"Master, this is absolutely not possible. The quotas for further study in the Holy Demon Sect are extremely valuable. How can four of them be directly allocated to Piaomiao Peak? I don't accept it!"

"I don't accept it either. Where does the master put the true disciples when he does this?"

"No matter how partial you are, you have to follow the rules. If you ask me, you can only give Piaomiao Peak one quota, no more!"

"That's right, Feng Lingzi, you Piaomiao Peak should either directly appoint a disciple, or honestly participate in the competition. Let's speak with strength!"

Many elders were quite dissatisfied. Everyone had disciples. The master was so partial that he wanted to let the four disciples of Piaomiao Peak directly enter the Holy Demon Sect for training.

"Well... I have no objection. In fact, the master is also very thoughtful... You have to understand."

Feng Lingzi sighed. These elders are really old and confused. The master's actions are actually a disguised reduction of the quota of disciples for further study in Piaomiao Peak. If it really depends on strength, I'm afraid that except for the new kid, the rest can enter the top ten.

"Well, if that's the case, then everything will depend on the strength of the disciples. But I'll say this in advance. No matter what the result is, you have to accept it. Don't make trouble."

The head of the sect was helpless. His kindness was taken for granted. But he couldn't blame the elders. The disciples of Piaomiao Peak never leave the main gate all day long. Not many people know their true strength.

I just hope that the elders won't regret it by then...