Chapter 4: The Great Competition (Part 3) The Foundation Building Smashed the

Nascent Soul. A disciple of Wuwei Sect shouted, "This is not a fair victory!"

"This is not what a gentleman does!"

Amidst the echoes, there was also a voice from Tianyao Sect saying, "Wuwei Sect cannot afford to lose." The two sects refused to give in and almost fought again.

Several masters on the stage discussed and sent Chen Du Yuanjun to announce the result.

She stepped on the wind and landed on the competition arena, separating the two.

Yu Wei turned his back on the sword, lowered his eyes and stepped back. Chen Du saw the blood-red fine marks on his neck and felt really distressed. She glared at Mo Zezhi.

She used a little spiritual power, and her voice was not loud, but the whole audience could hear it clearly.

"Because there was no clear stipulation before, this competition is indeed won by Tianyao Sect."

After this, the audience could only grumble in a low voice if they were dissatisfied. Mo Zezhi proudly bowed to the stage to thank them.

Chen Du thought that you were too happy too early, and then said: "After the discussion between the headmaster and the lords, the competition before this morning has come to an end. The victory or defeat of this game will not count. In the afternoon, the remaining disciples, including Yu Wei and Mo Zezhi, will draw lots again. The details of the competition will be posted in writing. Please read them carefully."

Mo Zezhi said: "Why do we have to compete again?"

Chen Du withdrew the amplification spiritual power and scolded him: "You are so unrighteous. Letting you continue the competition has given you enough face for the Tianyao Sect!"

Mo Zezhi looked unfriendly, but facing the Yuanjun of the Transformation Realm, he still suppressed the urge to refute and reluctantly stepped down.

Yu Wei bowed to Shen Du and turned to leave.

"Wait!" A clear voice sounded from the audience.

The man wore a tourmaline and red jade pendant on his waist, with a tassel pendant made of gold beads and pearls hanging down. His long black curly hair was half tied up, which did not look exaggerated against his face. It turned out

to be the well-known idiot Chao Jianxue.

At some point, he walked out of the audience, pushed through the crowd and stood in the center of attention.

Chen Du stared at him: Ancestor, what are you going to do!

Chao Jianxue stood in the audience, raised his head and shouted to Yu Wei: "Why do you want to compete again? Junior brother, this guy used a dirty trick to beat you, are you really convinced?"

Yu Wei looked at him and was stunned.

Several senior brothers and sisters in the same sect were stunned.

Chao Jianxue was speechless.

Doesn't Yu Wei have his own temper? He was treated unfairly and was still so calm, like a robot. Doesn't he have any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness? Doesn't he have the appearance of a young man?

He really can't stand it!

But he didn't stand up for Yu Wei.

Chao Jianxue turned to Mo Zezhi: "Mo Zezhi, I want to compete with you."

The stunned senior brothers and sisters were so shocked that they almost fell to the ground.

What competition? Is Chao Jianxue crazy?

A sickly person who barely built a foundation and a scumbag in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, how can they compare? Could it be that Chao Jianxue was so angry that her brain became worse? Isn't this just making a fool of herself?

But Chao Jianxue spoke each word with a serious expression: "I, want, to fight you! No matter life or death, do you dare?"

Chen Du urgently pinched a sound transmission talisman and handed it to Mu Yuan: "Come on, your eldest disciple is crazy!"

"Chao Jianxue, why don't you go back!" She frowned coldly, but Chao Jianxue was not the kind of person who would obey obediently.

He said: "Yuan Jun, don't worry about it. The Immortal Sect Competition is a time for competition. I said no matter life or death."

Mo Zezhi looked at him and laughed suddenly: "Okay! Come on up."

He wanted to see how no matter life or death was done.

The competition stage was a bit higher, and Chao Jianxue estimated that he couldn't climb up, so he simply walked onto the stage from Yu Wei's side.

When passing by Yu Wei, Yu Wei grabbed his hand: "Brother, you..."

Chao Jianxue impatiently shook him off: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm determined today."

Yu Wei still persuaded him with a solemn expression: "Brother, no."

"No matter life or death", these four words have great significance. Mo Zezhi is not a gentleman who can stop at the point.

Mo Zezhi originally lost face, and Chao Jianxue hit the muzzle. He wanted to convince Chao Jianxue himself, and immediately showed his own natal sword.

"I accept your challenge, no matter life or death. Of course, as long as you admit defeat, I can stop at any time."

Chao Jianxue ignored Yu Wei, rubbed his hands, and rolled up his sleeves: "Okay!"

Chen Du rolled his eyes at this scene.

Why hasn't Mu Yuan come yet? Did he block her news?

Several senior people in the stands did not intend to stop him. This kid is looking for death, and she can only save him at a critical moment.

There was a sound of sword, and Mo Zezhi moved at the sound. The moment he rushed forward, the phantom light of the sword shadow also became a residual shadow. But Chao Jianxue didn't know what was wrong with her. She didn't dodge or avoid, but hugged her arm.

Everyone in the audience grinned and shrank their tongues, thinking that blood would really be splattered three feet.

Yu Wei frowned, and Wei Yijian was about to attack, but Chen Du on the side suddenly held him down.

At the critical moment, he looked at Chen Du, who was staring at Chao Jianxue's movements, as if he had discovered something and was expecting something.

Yu Wei also followed her gaze.

The sword shadow was approaching Chao Jianxue's face.

Suddenly, a crisp buzzing sound came from nowhere.

Mo Zezhi instinctively retracted his hand, and a golden light flew out from the sleeve of Chao Jianxue's arm, condensed into a golden ring, and quickly passed through Mo Zezhi's spiritual sword like a fish in water, and bound his wrist like a tight hoop, just hooping the spiritual blood on his wrist, and the spiritual power in his hand collapsed immediately.

He hissed, put away the sword and pressed his wrist, gritting his teeth: "Chao Jianxue! What kind of evil ways are you doing!"

The golden ring hummed, and the collision of spiritual power made a unique vibration of gold. It was getting tighter and tighter. Mo Zezhi felt that his wrist was going to break, and cold sweat broke out: "Let go! You said I was playing dirty tricks, what are you doing! There was a rule just now, why don't you let go!"

Chao Jianxue kicked away the spiritual sword he dropped on the stage.

"Treat someone in his own way." He continued to pinch the seal, "The rule will be announced in the afternoon, so what do you think, do you admit defeat?"

He has no shortage of various "evil ways" small spiritual tools. Qishan brought him a lot every time he came back to save his life, but he was reluctant to use them and kept them hidden in the golden armlet.

Do you really think he is easy to bully?

Mo Zezhi had not expected that his spiritual veins would be suppressed by Chao Jianxue, who was known to everyone for his foundation-building cultivation. He glanced at the audience and cut off the spiritual power in his right hand. He summoned the sword with his left hand and swung it at Chao Jianxue again.

Ding ding bang bang, crackle -

all kinds of colorful spiritual weapons emerged from the golden light and smashed towards him.

Everyone was stunned. Is it a spiritual weapon? It's obviously money!

Each spiritual weapon is priceless when taken out alone. It's a scene that many cultivators dare not dream of. Some are disposable, and the foundation-building cultivation can only play a superficial role. It's extravagant! It's inhumane, and it's simply sensational to say it out!

With these spiritual weapons, it is not a dream to defeat the Nascent Soul in the foundation-building stage.

On the stage, Mo Zezhi was beaten and couldn't use any of his spiritual power. He could only run away.

The disciples who had been fighting for Yu Wei were happy.

Mo Zezhi shouted angrily to Chen Du: "Yuan Jun!" Chen Du

coughed softly, twisted his hair with his fingers, and looked away: "

It doesn't matter whether I live or die." Is he going to be beaten to death without any chance to fight back?

The more Mo Zezhi looked at Chao Jianxue, the more he hated her. She was obviously a waste...

Chao Jianxue's spiritual weapon was gradually exhausted, and his dantian became more and more empty, but he was very calm and it was not visible on the surface. He just asked Mo Zezhi calmly: "Are you giving up?"

Mo Zezhi felt that the spiritual power in his body had been cut off by the unknown spiritual weapon, and it was difficult to continue. If he continued like this, he would definitely die.

"I... admit defeat..."

Chao Jianxue's lips curled slightly: "You admit it again, it was you who broke into Fuxian Mountain at night, it was you who had a homosexual habit, and it was you who made up the yellow rumor to slander me!"

Mo Zezhi wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't. He knew that if he said this, Tianyao Sect would be pointed at, and he would be tortured if he went back.

"I... I don't admit it..."

"Humph."

Chao Jianxue knew that he would not admit it so easily. Another golden ring flew out of her hand and directly clamped around his neck, chanting the magic formula quickly.

Chen Du saw that things were not going well and someone was really going to die. He quickly stepped forward and pressed his shoulder: "Chao Jianxue! Stop it!"

Chao Jianxue seemed to be unable to listen to anything. Even under the pressure of Huashen, she did not stop and continued to chant the magic formula. Gradually, there was a salty and astringent taste of blood in her throat.

Some disciples of Tianyao Sect had come on stage to rescue him, but it was difficult to get close in the glare of the spiritual weapon.

The golden ring was pinching tighter and tighter, and Mo Zezhi's blood was surging. His whole face was flushed, and he finally felt fear.

In the face of life and death, what face can you care about?

"...I admit it! I admit it!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chao Jianxue nodded in appreciation: "Very good."

The golden ring flew back, and all the spiritual weapons stopped attacking.

Chen Du also breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure he had released was somewhat relaxed.

Unexpectedly, Chao Jianxue's eyes sank, and there was a calmness in his phoenix eyes like a cat waiting for an opportunity, revealing seven points of confidence and arrogance.

A ray of spiritual light flew out from his palm, and before everyone could see clearly what it was, they heard the already seriously injured Mo Zezhi scream.

The spiritual light flew back, and everyone saw clearly that it was a golden armlet, which was wrapped around Chao Jianxue's arm like a snake.

As for Mo Zezhi, blood had already seeped out from his waist. He covered his wound with a pale face, and fainted with sweat.

The disciples of Tianyao Sect below were terrified, and they cast spells to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.

Everyone woke up in an uproar, and they couldn't believe what they had just seen.

Mu Yuan arrived late, and several teachers and leaders arrived together. Chen Du and Yu Wei looked at Chao Jianxue together, and they didn't say anything for a long time.

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"Traitor! You hurt the young master of Tianyao Sect in public. Where do you put Wuwei Sect! Where do you put your master!"

Chao Jianxue knew that this would happen, and he didn't feel any pain from the scolding. It was just that his knees were kneeling on the cold stone ground, which was very uncomfortable. He

had just lost too much spiritual power, and his dantian was also aching.

He was silent and looked completely stubborn, which made the headmaster angry again.

"Mu Yuan! He is your disciple! You decide how to punish him!"

Mu Yuan didn't expect it. He thought Chao Jianxue didn't have the courage to retaliate against Mo Zezhi, but who knew that he would really hurt Mo Zezhi in public, and directly break the other party's self-esteem.

All the worries and fears turned into a sigh. He said, "Chao Jianxue, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Chao Jianxue looked up at him and said, "He bullied me. Since I can retaliate, why don't I do it?"

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. That's the truth.

The head of the sect said, "The Tianyao Sect will give you an explanation for this matter. You should never do it yourself!"

"If I don't do it," Chao Jianxue argued calmly, "Will the Tianyao Sect do it? I didn't die today, but what about tomorrow? There will definitely be someone who will be persecuted by them. I might as well just eliminate the possibility of him."

The head of the sect was an old man with gray beard, and he was furious at this time. When did Chao Jianxue become so eloquent? When did he become so bold?

"You! You have never been so perverse before. I have always felt that although you have no talent, you are a good child. Today, I will punish you no matter what! Mu Yuan!"

Chao Jianxue suddenly felt resentful.

The original owner was not good at speaking and always kept it to himself.

These masters and elders never understood the grievances he suffered in the private discussions of his disciples. The original owner had a weird personality and was even more unwilling to tell his master and adoptive father about this.

"I don't have talent, but that doesn't mean that everyone can bully me! I agreed with Mo Zezhi that 'life or death doesn't matter'. Since he agreed, he should bear the consequences. Similarly, if I die today, I will not regret it!"

His words were sonorous, and Chen Du, who was watching from the side, felt sorry for him and spoke for him: "Master, if you think about this matter, I think Chao Jianxue did nothing wrong."

The master slammed the table and said angrily: "This matter has nothing to do with right or wrong! Chao Jianxue, have you ever thought about how you will gain a foothold in this world in the future? You have made enemies with the Tianyao Sect. Unless you have the opportunity to reach the level of transformation, the Tianyao Sect has many ways to kill you. You have no power to protect yourself. Even your master can be careless sometimes. What should you do!"

This was very reasonable. Chao Jianxue shrank his head and said nothing.

He only wanted to have a good time, and he really didn't think about the future. But if

he wanted to die, he could die. It would be better to die than to live a miserable life and be pointed at by others. If he didn't clarify the rumors, would the sect clarify them? Not necessarily.

Thinking of this, he straightened his back fearlessly.

"Put him in the water dungeon." Mu Yuan held his forehead and said, "The Tianyao Sect may not let you go easily..."

"What water dungeon?"

The voice came before the figure appeared.

The man strode into the hall. Chao Jianxue looked back and saw that he was dressed in black clothes, with a rebellious air in his brows. His Mahayana cultivation was fully unleashed, and the whole person was shining with golden light, which sprinkled on Chao Jianxue's head.

"My child, see who dares to move!"

Qishan said so proudly.

Chao Jianxue was deeply moved and hugged Qishan's thigh.

It's daddy!