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The entire martial arts competition lasted for half a month, the first ten days were competitions between disciples, and the last five days were a feast.Anyone who has come to the martial arts competition can participate in this five-day feast, and on the last day, when the results of the competition are announced, the ownership of the disaster will also be announced.

Naturally, Jingqiong Mountain and Xingshumen were the most popular this time. The two direct disciples of the head of Jingqiong Mountain were present together, which was like hanging a huge boulder above everyone's heads.Yan Qingshi is a madman in cultivation, who knows if his apprentice will be even madder than him.

The second is the rookie Ye Bai of the Star Pivot.

Ye Bai is considered to have some friendship with Mu Shuning. Ye Bai and Mu Shuning are the same age, and they are also disciples of the same period. When he entered the Taixu Secret Realm, Ye Bai also saved Mu Shuning's life.

Ye Bai is the direct disciple of Yan Yuqin, the master of the Xingshumen Badao Hall. He is already at the peak of Jindan, and he ranks high among his peers.This is not counted, what is dreadful is his mental method that he has improved under Ba Dao Tang's sword method, the routine is tricky and elusive, and it is hard to guard against.

Mu Shuning was talking to Chu Yuqing when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder. He subconsciously looked to the right, but he didn't see anyone. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned his head to the left, only to see the sly smile on Ye's face. cypress.

At this moment, the three most popular people stood together, and the field fell silent for an instant, with countless pairs of eyes fixed on these three people firmly.

It was the first time Mu Shuning was not used to being watched by so many people, so she subconsciously looked for Yan Qingshi on the high platform.When a person feels crisis and tension, the first person he looks for is the person he trusts most in his heart.

When Mu Shuning didn't find Yan Qing on the stage, he subconsciously felt uneasy.

Ye Bai said: "Shu Ning, what are you looking for? I'm here..."

Mu Shuning forced a smile: "No, I'm not used to being in a place with so many people for the first time."

Ye Bai gave a "tsk" indifferently: "You, you are almost bored into a gourd on Wanjian Peak."

Chu Yuqing stood aside and listened silently, with no expression on her face.

After all the disciples have arrived, the martial arts competition will officially begin. The first event is the opening ceremony. To put it bluntly, the disciples line up and walk around the Tianji Square, showing their faces, so that everyone can get to know each other.

Such a lengthy, tedious and boring ceremony will take nearly a day.

Before it was Jingqiongshan's turn to send up, Mu Shuning stood on the periphery of the square, carefully looking for Yan Qingshi's figure on the high platform. As the supreme leader, Yan Qingshi should have the most eye-catching seat.

But Mu Shuning looked around, but still couldn't find Yan Qingshi.

Ye Bai hooked Mu Shuning's neck: "Why are you restless today?"

Mu Shuning forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little nervous."

Ye Bai looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Shu Ning, you can't do it, you can't stay on Wanjian Peak all the time, you have to come out to meet people, how can you be like a child after living for 100 years. "

Mu Shuning uncomfortably shook off Ye Bai's hand hooking her neck, and looked up the high platform with some guilt, but still didn't see the figure she most wanted to see.

"Master..."

Mu Shuning murmured involuntarily.

Ye Bai's ears were sharp, and he heard Mu Shuning's voice: "Why are you looking for your master? Why haven't you weaned yet?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yuqing who was not far away suddenly raised her head, with a gloomy light in her eyes.

At this time, I saw a disciple wearing the uniform of Tiandaozhong running towards the leader, Chu Yuqing, and said respectfully, "Disciple Jingqiong, please enter."

Before Xingshumen entered the arena, Ye Bai waved to Mu Shuning: "Come on."

Mu Shuning smiled politely.

The school uniform of the Jingqiong Mountain school is quite fairy-like, with plain robes, light green belts, light green embroidered patterns on the cuffs of the skirts and cuffs, and even the color of the hairbands is uniform green, but all the disciples spontaneously put The hair band was replaced by his own, no one was wearing it, and Mu Shuning looked a little special - he wore it all the time, and if he could keep his hair from loosening when he slept, he wished he could wear it all the time.

Jingqiong Mountain lined up in a neat phalanx, following behind the disciples of Lancang Palace. Lancang Palace was full of female disciples, and following them, Jingqiong's disciples expressed that they were under a lot of pressure.

Mu Shuning didn't have time to pay attention to the "Tender Township of Cultivators" in front of him. He seemed to be greeting the people in the stands, but in fact he was still perseveringly looking for Yan Qingshi's figure.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful gaze pierced through the air from behind him.

Mu Shuning shuddered all over, and turned his head to look regardless.

Yan Qingshi was dressed in a black and black dress with golden cirrus patterns. His complexion was stern, his face was tight and his aura was strong. Within a step, no one dared to approach him. That was his own domain, powerful. And fierce.

Mu Shuning only felt that she was about to cry the moment she saw Yan Qing.

When Yan Qing saw Mu Shuning turned his head, he nodded slightly, and the tight lip line softened a little.His gaze was still stern, as if reminding him of something.

Mu Shuning was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he was still in the Heavenly Daoist Square, and hurriedly turned around, but unexpectedly, Chu Yuqing's footsteps in front of him suddenly slowed down. Mu Shuning bumped into Chu Yuqing without seeing it. Yu Qing's back and nose hurt, tears almost fell down.

Fortunately, Jingqiong's disciples hadn't reached the center of the square, and most people in the stands were still looking at the female disciples of Lancang Palace in front, so Mu Shuning's move didn't have much impact.

Chu Yuqing asked in a low voice: "Shu Ning, what's the matter with you?"

Mu Shuning adjusted her mood and said, "It's okay, I'm just going to say hello to everyone."

Chu Yuqing didn't believe him, so he turned his head thoughtfully, and after seeing Yan Qing, he continued to lead the team with the corner of his mouth curled up.

After the opening ceremony on the first day, all the disciples began to draw lots to select their opponents. The one Mu Shuning drew was an unknown disciple from an unknown sect.

There is a rule in these ten games. Only by winning two or more games in the first three games will you be eligible to continue the next game, otherwise you will directly settle the points and enter the ranking. After three games, the same is true for the fourth to sixth games , the last four games will no longer be eliminated, and the total points will be directly settled at the end.

Ye Bai saw it, and sighed: "Oh, poor little one."

Mu Shuning looked at him in surprise: "I'm not pitiful."

Ye Bai said: "I'm talking about your opponent."

Mu Shuning: "..."

Mu Shuning's opponent was Man Tianxing, the eldest disciple of the head of Liao Zongmen.

Ye Bai leaned forward and said, "What kind of sect is this Liao Sect?"

Mu Shuning shook his head.

"Also called Mantianxing? It's a good name, and everyone in the cultivation world knows him."

Mu Shuning couldn't help laughing, his eyes were crooked, Chu Yuqing came back from the lottery, and saw Mu Shuning's smile at a glance, and asked, "What's so happy?"

Mu Shuning seemed to offer a treasure: "Senior brother, look at my opponent, it's Liao Zongmen's Mantian Xing."

Chu Yuqing raised her eyebrows: "The sky is full of stars?"

After a long time, he said slowly: "Be merciful."

Ye Bai let out a "poof" laugh.

Mu Shuning still smiled: "Yes, brother."

After the lottery was drawn that day and the opponents were confirmed, there was nothing else to do. All the disciples hurried back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day's competition.The next day's competition schedule is quite tight. The first three games of each disciple must be determined. Those who are eliminated will be eliminated, and those who will be promoted will be promoted. For the next nine days, it will be relatively loose.

At night, Mu Shuning tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep. He thought about Yan Qing terribly, and finally made a decision. Taking advantage of the dead of night, he stooped and sneaked into the "Jing" room.

Mu Shuning tapped three times, waiting for a response from inside.

Soon, Yan Qingshi asked aloud, "Who?"

Mu Shuning kept quiet on purpose.

After a while, Mu Shuning heard the sound of someone walking inside.

Mu Shuning smiled slyly and hid behind the door secretly.

Soon, the door opened, and the first thing to come out was a piece of black cloth.

Very quickly, before Yan Qingshi could react, Mu Shuning flew out and stuck to Yan Qingshi like a piece of gum.

Yan Qingshi didn't react at first, and put his hands on Cangwu's sword hilt.

He heard a soft call: "Master!"

Yan Qing was startled, and loosened his hands a little.

The next moment, Mu Shuning plunged into Yan Qingshi's arms with a pounce, and acted like a baby while rubbing against her: "Master, I miss you so much~"

Yan Qingshi's eyes, which were as thick as ink, dilated, and there was a touch of tenderness inside.

"Why aren't you in your room?"

Mu Shuning was not tall, he was half a head shorter than Yan Qingshi. He bent over, buried his head in Yan Qingshi's arms, and said, "Accept the bed."

The corners of Yan Qingshi's mouth curled slightly: "Haven't you never slept in the teacher's bed?"

Mu Shuning was like an unweaned child: "Master's bed is different."

Mu Shuning knew that he was extremely attached to Yan Qing's indulgence and love for him, and he could only rely on this deep teacher-student friendship to hide that decadent feeling in his heart.

Yan Qingshi completely relaxed, his hand left Cangwu's sword hilt, and his voice was tinged with helplessness: "Go into the house, what's wrong with you outside."

Mu Shuning didn't bother, he smiled at Yan Qing, and let go of his hand neatly, without any abnormalities.

Yan Qingshi didn't pay much attention, turned around and led people into the house.

Yan Qingshi's room was very spacious and clean, and the simplicity was a bit abnormal, but it unexpectedly suited him.

Mu Shuning looked casually, then went straight to the target - the bed.

There were traces of smile lines in the corners of Yan Qingshi's eyes, and he said, "How decent is Cheng?" His words sounded stern.

Mu Shuning knew that Yan Qing was trying to scare him, so she threw herself on the bed and said casually, "There are no outsiders around, so I'm not afraid."

Yan Qing coughed lightly: "Are you sure about tomorrow's martial arts competition?"

Mu Shuning sat up: "Why, Master is worried about me?"

Yan Qingshi had a serious face: "I'm worried about them for my teacher."

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