The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

"Demon cultivator?"

He rejected the secret book of the He Huan Sect immediately, but the secret book of the Demon Cultivator...

Ye Yi thought about how Xue Ji had bewitched him so many times before, but he had rejected them every time.

I didn't expect that he would actively ask for cultivation now. I couldn't help but pull the corners of my mouth and reveal a bitter smile.

"Then how about this one? Can you give it to me within three days?"

Ye Yi put forward a rather harsh condition.

On the one hand, it was to test, and on the other hand, it was to see if the Lin brothers were really willing to surrender.

Lin Chaoyang looked up at Lin Rui with difficulty.

Not to mention that Lingyuan and the Lin family are far apart, and besides, this book is not something they can easily get.

Lin Rui seemed to know Ye Yi's intention, and in order to make a good impression in front of him, he agreed without hesitation.

In a flash, the day of the sect competition arrived as promised.

The disciples in uniform arrived at the venue early and waited.

Before the competition started, they gathered in groups of three or five with their good friends.

From time to time, they exchanged their training experiences or demonstrated their martial arts, and talked excitedly about the grand occasion of this competition.

Soon, accompanied by the flashing lights of various flying instruments in the sky,

From time to time, elders from various major sects flew over the heads of the crowd, causing bursts of exclamations.

"Stop arguing! Look, the leader is coming!"

"So exciting, who do you think will win this time?"

"Of course it's the senior brother! If I remember correctly, the senior brother won the last sect competition."

"Why do you look down on newcomers so much? I heard that the sect master's personal disciple was called Ye Yi. Didn't he stay in the secret realm for 16 years before coming back?

There are countless natural treasures there, and I heard there is also a great legacy.

He has been in there for so many years and yet he is still alive. He must have used some very powerful means to come back alive."

Song Yan turned his head to look at the lively crowd behind him, his mouth curled downwards with a look of sarcasm on his face.

"What's the point of staying here for a long time! You are still only at the Foundation Establishment stage!

I guess he was just lucky and has been hiding in some corner for sixteen years.

"Big Brother is already at the Golden Core stage, how can he be afraid of an unknown person?"

The outer disciples who were arguing fiercely just now quickly fell silent.

They have always been more afraid of the inner disciples than respectful, but they really want to discuss the matter.

So they looked at each other, and secretly agreed to walk to the outside of the crowd.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them anymore, they started discussing heatedly again.

"Brother Sun, with our cultivation level, we are already satisfied to be on the list of thousands of people, but this top position..."

Sun Ming was intrigued by the topic. He looked around with his small eyes, acting like a guilty thief.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice to suggest

"Would you like to make a bet? How about betting on who will have the higher score between Jiang Shenglin and Ye Yi, and the loser will have to give 10 high-quality spirit stones?"

Everyone looked at each other and thought that ten spirit stones were not too many.

If you grit your teeth and tighten your belt, you can still afford it. So everyone started betting

"Then I'll bet on Jiang Shenglin."

"...I think Ye Yi is definitely playing dumb, he might win, I'll bet on him."

……

Just at this moment, Jiang Shenglin and Ye Yi, who were the most talked about people in the crowd, met each other's eyes.

The two of them looked at each other with eyes that were crackling in the air, as if they had fought each other countless times.

Jiang Shenglin had a gloomy face and did not try to hide it. The disgust in his eyes was so obvious.

There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come instead!

Ye Yi! You shouldn't have come back!

I will beat you into the dust in front of Master, so that you will never be able to raise your head again!

Xia Zeyuan looked at the noisy crowd below the stage.

As a veteran spectator from the modern world, my perspective is completely different from that of these ignorant indigenous people.

I thought to myself, this is totally unrelated!

It will be really exciting if the demon girl suddenly shows up at the competition to challenge us~

Xia Zeyuan straightened his expression, and seeing that he had already pulled himself together to the fullest, he swung his arm forward.

In an instant, a huge platform rose from the ground on the former Spirit Testing Square as he waved his hand, standing proudly in front of everyone amidst the fluttering flags.

I can't help but think of the last world when school started.

The principal who had a shiny head but had to comb the hair around his ears to hide his bald head,

Under the scorching sun, without a script, I gave an opening speech for two hours with saliva flying all over the place.

How did he do it at that time?

It seems like he kicked the microphone away when he went on stage... ?

Xia Zeyuan was struck by the memory of the dead middle school student, and his brows twitched.

Although with his strength, no one would be so fearless as to dare to confront him face to face.

But it is hard to guarantee that this will sow the seeds of dislike in the hearts of Lingyuan's disciples, as it is really inconsistent with the image of a master who does not care about worldly affairs that he has always created.

"This kind of unpleasant job is not my business."

Thinking of this, he stepped back and prepared to give way to the wise.

Sikong Zhao, who had been waiting there with eager eyes, understood what he meant and stepped forward to take over the job.

Since you don't want to come, I'm so happy!

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Immediately, everyone's attention was drawn to Sikong Zhao who was speaking on the stage.

"...The Lingyuan Sect Competition... has no time limit until the winner is determined...

Everyone should try their best...blah blah...

You can’t use unorthodox methods…blah blah…

That’s all…blah blah…

The top general... can be found on the top 100 list... blah blah... blah blah..."

Tsk! As expected, it was another long-winded and full-on nonsense.

Xia Zeyuan sat on the chair, fingering his sleeves boredly.

My ears automatically filter out Sikong Zhao's nonsense and pick up the useful information.

By lowering his head, taking advantage of the fact that others couldn't see his facial expression, he would roll his eyes from time to time.

The last sect competition lasted for nearly a month, and this time there are many new disciples, so I think it won’t be much shorter.

Sikong Zhao seemed to have no idea what tiredness was. He took the tea from Jiang Shenglin and took a sip to moisten his throat before continuing.

"...blah blah blah...Okay, I won't say much more. I'll add more when I think of it...blah blah blah..."

Xia Zeyuan waited patiently for a while, and impatiently tapped his toes with his long skirt.

"Why is this old man so talkative? If he hadn't wanted to join in the fun, I would have left long ago."

Xia Zeyuan waited for a while

After hearing that Sikong Zhao had said little, he continued babble and didn't intend to stop.

He was so angry that he could not wait any longer. He shot out a stream of spiritual energy from his fingertips and flew towards the top of the mountain at high speed.

With a sound of "Tong", the bronze bell was struck by spiritual energy.

The sect competition officially begins!