"The biggest question is not who will kill him, but how."

Ming Xiao sighed slightly: "Qin Han has the support of several major forces in the East Continent. Once Master makes a move to kill him, those forces will rush to avenge him... Master doesn't like being chased and intercepted, right?"

Even though he knew that Sui Guanxian was strong enough to crush Qin Han to death with just one finger, but considering that the sect still had a lot of room to develop, it was not advisable to make too many enemies, so he still needed to do something to cover up the situation so that Qin Han's death would be without any flaws.

Lu Jinzhao thought about it and decided not to let anyone other than Sui Guanxian know that he was a soul from another world, so he shouted "Thousand Years Old" in his heart.

Sensing his host's thoughts, Qiansui raised his tail and acted as a messenger: "Simple, you go to participate in this competition and show your strength in the world of immortal cultivation. When Qin Han asks you about it in the finals, just say that you were practicing in a secret realm on an isolated island in the sea before."

"Tell him that you have unique mental methods and secret treasures, and you can fly at the second level. By then, Qin Han will definitely be interested. He is willing to kill the entire Ming family for the Ming family treasure house, so he will definitely not let go of this treasure place."

"When he leads people to look for the secret realm, we will use illusion to create a fake entrance, then we will kill him on the spot after entering and throw his body into the Endless Sea. The remains of an eighth-level cultivator are excellent tonics, and the sea beasts in the Endless Sea will go crazy."

"By then, not even a scrap will be left." Rong Ying added the last sentence for it, reaching out to pick up Qiansui from the table, and praised: "I thought you only knew how to eat, drink, play and sleep, but I didn't expect you to be so smart?"

Qiansui immediately scratched him: "Who do you say doesn't look smart?"

Several people thought this was a good idea as it would allow them to avenge Ming Xiao while also allowing them to have no worries.

Just do it.

After eating and drinking, they came to the registration office for the martial arts competition. This competition was held by the Guangting Royal Family and was open to martial artists under the age of 25. The main purpose was to select young people with high talent to be absorbed into the royal family for intensive training and to serve the royal family in the future.

Of course, as Sui Guanxian said, the competition still has to have some realm or age restrictions, otherwise, with an old guy like him coming, what will other young people have to play for?

After all, realm can be suppressed, but bone age cannot be deceived.

Although the upper age limit is 25 and there is no lower age limit, there should not be many people who dare to release people at the age of three, four, five or six. Even if they are young geniuses, they have to be in their teens to participate.

Sui Guanxian took a look around and found that most of the contestants were around 20 years old or close to the threshold of 25 years old. There were still a few in their teens. His little apprentice was definitely the youngest contestant this time.

Guangting is a country with a large population. The huge martial arts competition venue was packed with people. The disciples lined up to sign up. Sui Guan was really idle and didn't want to go in and squeeze in with the crowd.

Seeing a few people in the air stepping on various magical weapons, he also unfolded the nameless fan that he never left, sat on it, and floated into the air.

The fan was called "Unnamed" because he was too lazy to give it a name at that time.

It was the first magical weapon refined by Sui Guanxian from deep-sea mother shells in his childhood. Its strength was only medium among the magical weapons owned by Sui Guanxian, but it was fancy and good-looking, making it Sui Guanxian's favorite.

Generally speaking, those who have reached the Kaiguang stage can fly with a sword, and those who have reached the Lingzhi stage can fly in the air. But in the Shuijing Continent, the threshold for flying in the air seems to be higher. Only cultivators of the fourth or fifth level or above can use magic weapons to fly, and cultivators who are not at this level can basically only rely on flying spirit beasts to fly.

Sui Guanxian would seem a bit ostentatious if he walked on the void alone. It was a very common thing in the Kyushu continent, but here he had to hide it. He was very dissatisfied.

But since we are here, we might as well make the best of it and do as the Romans do, so I'll put down my little fan.

He saw that the few people stepping on the magic weapons suddenly gathered together and discussed in a low voice about Sui Guanxian's origins. Their eyes were wary and inquiring, which was so obvious that he couldn't ignore it.

It turns out that they knew each other. If they had known earlier, they would have used a magic spell to hide themselves, Sui Guanxian thought. It doesn't feel good to be treated like a monkey.

Things have come to this point, and we can only accept it. After all, if he disappeared out of thin air, those people might pay more attention to his origins, which would be detrimental to subsequent plans.

Being too dazzling and eye-catching can also be troublesome.

The children's registration went smoothly, except for Lu Jinchao who was too young and was rejected by the organizer. They didn't expect that there would be such a big-hearted parent who dared to let a three-year-old child participate in such an event.

Lu Jinchao was very dissatisfied with being rejected from the competition, and decided to beat the hell out of all of them when he grew up a few years later.

The martial arts competition was scheduled for the end of the month, and there were still a few days left. Sui Guanxian took them to the most luxurious inn in Changli City and booked four first-class rooms.

Yuexianlou would deliver exquisite food every day, and the food and accommodation were the best. The main reason was that the taste of the inn was not as good as that of a professional restaurant.

They wandered around during the day and returned to the inn to practice at night. Sui Guanxian knew how to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and taught them things of different factions according to their talents, and Lu Jinchao benefited a lot.

The days passed quickly as they played, laughed and played with the children, and in the blink of an eye it was time for the fighting competition.

“…The 164th Martial Arts Competition Changli Branch has officially begun!”

The host talked a lot, and Sui Guanxian was lying on his side on the fan with his head supported by one hand, looking a little drowsy, and didn't listen carefully to anyone in front of him.

When he heard the game start, he slowly sat up and waited for them to draw lots to decide the matches.

The first person to come on stage was a young man dressed in white, holding a folding fan and wearing a long sword on his waist. Apart from the sleeves, he was dressed in the style commonly seen on monks in Kyushu Continent, giving off an immortal aura.

Sui Guanxian sat cross-legged on the nameless fan, his thoughts wandering far away. He also liked to dress like this when he was young, but white is very easy to stain, which is not friendly to people in the cultivation world who often need to fight.

Except for extremely powerful celestial beings, dirty things cannot get close to them at all. They are truly ethereal and untainted by dust.

However, when he reached this state, he was tired of wearing white.

Sorry for going off topic.

Lu Jinzhao was holding Qiansui and sitting on the nameless fan. The fan was made of water, but his clothes were not wet at all.

He looked around the arena and guessed that the organizers of the competition would draw lots to rank the players based on their backgrounds. The young man at the front of the line had two attendants beside him, and their realm was probably in the late stage of Divine Movement.

The young people who came on stage to draw lots later were almost all dressed in luxurious clothes and accompanied by servants. They accounted for one-third of the total number of contestants. The remaining two-thirds were obviously from ordinary families. Ming Xiao and Rong Ying were almost at the end of the line.

If it weren't for that damn Qin Han, Ming Xiao should have been at the front of the line.

After half an hour, the drawing of lots was finally completed.

Mingxiao waved towards Sui Guanxian while holding up the number plate, and the fan moved over and floated in the air without falling to the ground.

If a person outside the venue falls to the ground, the contestant will be declared the loser, but this should not be a problem for those floating in the air.

"What's wrong?" Sui Guanxian asked with curved eyebrows.

Because Sui Guanxian's pupils were of a special color, he usually thought it was troublesome to transform, so he always covered them with shark silk. Ming Xiao could only see the corners of his smiling mouth. "I'm number 145. Master, you may have to wait for a while. It will be evening when the game is over. Master, is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you when I get home."

Rong Ying, who was standing by, held a wooden sign in his hand with a subtle expression: "I'll make it for you when I get back~ Tsk tsk tsk, why didn't I see you make one for me and my junior brother?"

Lu Jinzhao nodded expressionlessly: "I want one too."

You little brat, you think you're big enough now that you're an adult? You want to flirt with his daughter in front of him? No way.

Chitose: "? Isn't he the son-in-law you chose yourself?"

Lu Jinzhao: "That's different. According to my setting, he will have to catch up for at least a hundred years."

Chitose: “…So cruel.”

"Why are you here?" a familiar scolding came from the audience.

Several people turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw the two girls they had met in Yuexian Building that day, and the young man in white who was the first to go on stage to draw lots.

The young man in white folded his fan and tapped it on the palm of his left hand. He frowned and said, "Why, I can't come?"

"Of course you can't come!" The girl's cheeks turned red with anger: "How can you come out at this time to cause trouble!"

The young man in white was dissatisfied: "Cheng Yuanyuan, you are meddling too much. Do you really think Changli City is your Cheng family's territory?"

Cheng Yuanyuan: "I admit that your Bai family is indeed a little bit stronger than the Cheng family, but so what? I can cover the sky with one hand in Changli City!"

It looked like just a dispute between two young men from wealthy families, and the others didn't seem very interested.

However, Chitose seemed to have discovered something: "Based on the character panel, it looks like a love triangle."

Lu Jinzhao: "What do you mean?"

"The boy from the Bai family likes the young lady from the Cheng family, but the young lady doesn't like him. After all, he's more stubborn than anything else. Which girl would like him, right?"

"Cheng Yuanyuan likes a man named Duan Xuan. Duan Xuan comes from a poor family, is talented and hardworking, and fell in love with Cheng Yuanyuan at first sight and promised to spend the rest of her life with her. Unfortunately, the old man of the Cheng family has always disagreed with this marriage. Duan Xuan proposed that if he could win the championship in this martial arts competition, he would ask the old man Cheng to marry his daughter to him."

"The Cheng family is considered to be a relatively powerful and prestigious family in Guangting Country, second only to the two or three first-rate families. Cheng Yuanyuan is also very pretty and has a free and easy personality. The young masters of the noble families who come to propose marriage are enough to knock on the door."

"Mr. Cheng naturally doesn't want to marry his daughter to a poor boy who has nothing. But my precious daughter likes him."

"Mr. Cheng promised Duan Xuan that if he could win the martial arts competition and successfully enter the Guangting royal family, he would marry his daughter to him if he could become an upper-class person without such a big gap."

"...But from what I can see on my dashboard, Duan Xuan is a Phoenix Man. Bai Chao has already investigated him thoroughly, so he will definitely jump out to cause trouble no matter what."

Lu Jinzhao raised his eyebrows: "Is Cheng Yuanyuan a love-brained person?"

Qiansui shook his head: "A little bit, but not much. I think Bai Chao is the one with the love brain."

"Then there is still hope."

Sui Guanxian remained calm and joined their conversation: "What is love-brained, Phoenix man?"

"Don't open your eyes and eavesdrop on our conversation."

"You are wrong. I don't need to pay attention to such trivial matters."

"..."

There were a total of 36 platforms in the competition, which meant that 36 battles were being held simultaneously. The two people who drew the same number would fight against each other. Some of the strong ones could basically decide the winner with just one move, so the competition went very quickly and it was Ming Xiao's turn soon.

There is no need for too much fancy words. At the referee's command, Ming Xiao used all his strength and knocked his opponent out of the stage, killing him instantly.

The host didn't expect that he had just called the start, and the winner had already been decided. He quickly looked through the information of No. 145, and was very excited: "Today, the fastest winning record in the history of this competition was born on the No. 15 stage!! No. 145 won! Let me see who this contestant is! No. 145! Xiao Ming from Yufeng Country! Only 18 years old! The youngest second-level contestant in this competition in the past 100 years!!"

There was an uproar.

Level 2 at the age of 18, this is a talent that is rarely seen in a century!

Not long after, it was Rong Ying's turn to play, and he was no less impressive, also sending the opponent flying with one blow. The host's excited shouts once again resounded throughout the venue.

After the two talented contestants stepped down from the stage, they ran towards the same person. Especially since that person was a master who could fly in the air, the noble families present more or less had the idea of ​​making friends with him.

Cheng Yuanyuan was close by, so she took the lead and pulled Li Xing over to greet them: "Everyone, I am Cheng Yuanyuan, the only daughter of the Cheng family. I would like to make friends with you. Could you please do me the honor of hosting a banquet in Yuexian Tower to entertain you?"

Generally speaking, few people would pay attention to this kind of inexplicable street chatting, but Lu Jinzhao had just eaten her melon and wanted to see how the subsequent plot would develop, so he agreed immediately: "Okay."

If someone invites you to a big dinner, it would be a shame not to go.

Ming Xiao and Rong Ying were a little confused, but when they saw that their master had no objection, they agreed.

Cheng Yuanyuan thought it was her own contribution to move out of the Cheng family, and said happily: "Then I will be waiting for you all in the private room on the top floor of Yuexian Building at noon today."

Sui Guanxian smiled and said, "I will definitely come."

They didn't watch the next game and went straight to Yuexianlou to eat.

Cheng Yuanyuan was the host, but for some reason Bai Chao also came over. When Lu Jinzhao and others sat down one after another, a man appeared from behind her. He smiled and asked, "Yuanyuan, who are these people?"

"Brother Duan, these are the masters I met when I was watching your competition just now." Cheng Yuanyuan introduced with a blushing face: "Everyone, this is my sweetheart Duan Xuan."

Bai Chao deliberately made some noise with the bowl to express his dissatisfaction.

Today's competitions have all ended. In order to maintain the players' condition, each player will only play one game a day in the competition. There will be several subsequent matches from the top hundreds to the top eighty-four, from the top eighty-four to the top forty-two, etc., which will probably take another day or two.

During the meal, Bai Chao was busy peeling, deboning and arranging the food on the plate, which caused Cheng Yuanyuan to roll her eyes at him, thinking he was being pretentious and refusing to eat this or that.

Bai Chao was as thick-skinned as a city wall. He pretended not to see anything and snatched the chicken leg in front of Cheng Yuanyuan away with his backhand. She was so angry that she almost rolled up her sleeves to fight with him.

After eating and drinking, everyone started chatting about family matters.

Lu Jinchao was the only underage person present, so he had not drunk a drop of alcohol. Sui Guanxian, on the other hand, had a deep drinking capacity and did not get drunk at all.

On the other hand, the four people opposite were already drunk.

After the dinner, only Sui Guanxian and Lu Jinzhao were still awake. Anyway, the guys here knew the Cheng family and the Bai family, and they would properly place them, so there was no need for them to worry.

He rubbed his temples. He didn't expect that Mingxiao, the stupid kid, would not even look at the wine on the table and drink it all in one gulp.

Still a knockout.

Rong Ying can drink a little more, but not much.

Sui Guanxian and Lu Jinzhao each helped one person, and with some hand gestures they brought them back to the inn.

After getting drunk and experiencing teleportation, under the influence of strong liquor, Ming Xiao's stomach churned and he turned his head and vomited half of Sui Guanxian's body.

“……” Sui Guanxian immediately threw the dead child to the ground.

Lu Jinzhao couldn't help laughing.

It seems that this pig wants to dig up cabbages, but there is no shortcut at all. If we agree to a hundred years, it will take a hundred years.

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