I may have taken a fake system

Most of the morning had passed, and the Taoist Master's poisoning had delayed things for a while. At this time, there was not much time left before the end of the first half of the arena.

Not surprisingly, Zhuye and the sword cultivator disciples were the last group in the first half of the arena competition.

Some of the casual cultivator disciples who were not able to take the stage felt a pity, but it was also a rare thing to see the inner disciples of Lingyun Sect take action up close.

Everyone looked at the two people on the stage with burning eyes.

The sword cultivator took out his weapon. It was a long sword with a smooth and extremely sharp shape. There were several runes engraved on the hilt. The whole thing looked extremely exquisite. Many sword-wielding monks in the audience couldn't help it. One look after another.

There is a joke in the industry that swordsmen treat their own swords as their wives. Now when they see other people's beautiful wives, they always admire and envy them.

On the other hand, Zhuye's sword was so simple that it was inconspicuous, and could even be called a bit shabby.

The sword cultivator glanced at it and suddenly felt like he was bullying others.

His face felt a little hot and he coughed slightly.

"My sword has speed runes painted on it. To be fair, I'll give you three moves."

Zhuye: "No need."

She glanced at the medicine cultivator disciple on one side who was acting as the referee, and the latter reacted and said loudly to start.

The sword cultivator disciple has good fighting skills. Since Zhuye refused his humility, he did not hesitate at all. The tip of his sword held a beautiful sword flower in the air and stabbed Zhuye in the face.

"hiss--"

Naotao took another breath of cold air and covered his eyes with his wings, afraid to look.

How sad it would be for a little girl to get hurt on her face!

Xiaojing felt a little regretful that she couldn't hear Taotao's real-time broadcast. She felt the restless uncle on her shoulders and whispered comfort: "Don't worry, senior sister."

"How could you not be worried! That thick-skinned brat doesn't seem to be a sympathetic person at first glance. What should I do if he really breaks Little Ye Zi?"

Zhuye held the sword cultivator's sword with his backhand, and stretched out his left hand to point the sword into the opponent's throat.

The fingertips are still more than half a meter away from the opponent.

The sword cultivator disciple was completely stunned.

The medicine cultivator disciple who served as the referee gave him a confused look. If he hadn't known that this was his fellow disciple, he would have even suspected that his partner was trying to trick him into accepting Yuan Dan.

The sword cultivator's lips moved: "I"

"Judgment, this kid loses!"

A powerful voice came from behind, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

An old man with white hair and eyebrows walked up with his hands behind his back, followed by several people. The most conspicuous ones were two young people with tall and straight postures.

"Oh haha." The system whistled, "Chu Batian is doing really well!"

Behind the old man were all the core figures of the Linyun Sect. One of the two eye-catching young men was Chu Batian, whom he had not seen for more than a month.At this moment, the aura around him is different from before. He has the temperament necessary for a domineering, cool and attractive male protagonist. Even though he is dressed similarly to other disciples, he still feels like he stands out from the crowd.

Another young man was Xiao Qi, the son of fate who had met at the gate of the secret realm when Liu Fuyun first arrived in this plane.

In addition, Liu Fuyun also glanced at a man behind the crowd who had good looks but was not very eye-catching, simply because that man was the strongest among them.

Affected by the halo, the two young men attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared, but more people still focused on the old man who was the leader.

The Linyun Sect disciples all bowed respectfully and saluted.

"metropolitan!"

"No need to be polite." Linyun Sect Master waved his hand and looked at Zhu Ye who had put down his hand with appreciation.

"It doesn't have a sword-bone body, but it can condense the sword's intention into its fingers. This little girl has an extraordinary talent."

The sword cultivator disciple next to him lowered his head in shame.Linyun Sect Master turned his attention to him: "Your strength is not weaker than the other party, but you have no power to fight back. Have you thought of why?"

"The disciple understands."

A common problem among sect disciples is that they pursue the rules of moves too much, and are overconfident when facing casual cultivators and small sect disciples.

Linyun Sect is well-deserved to be the number one sect in the world. Although the inner disciples are a little arrogant, they are not stupid after all, and they dare to face failure.

It was just that when the sect master who was admired in his heart saw his tragic defeat, the sword cultivator disciple felt particularly sad and angry.

Sect Master Linyun was quite pleased.

"Your strength is above average among your peers, so cherish this harvest."

"Disciple understands!"

After being encouraged by the sect master, the swordsmanship disciple became energetic, took the bet on the side and handed it to Zhuye, his eyes burning.

"I am willing to admit defeat, this sword manual belongs to fellow Taoist!"

The medicine cultivator disciples next to him didn't understand it very well, but the sect leader had already spoken, so he definitely had no objections, so he handed over the Nayuan Pill and kept looking at the detoxification pill next to him with a look of regret on his face.

Zhuye calmly put everything away.

Linyun Sect Master looked at the bamboo leaves from the side, and the more he looked at them, the more he admired the talent.

"Although it's a bit unethical to do this, I still want to say it. Lingyun Sect has the best resources in the world of monks, and there are brothers and sisters who are born with sword bodies and spiritual bodies like you. Little girl, are you interested in becoming my disciple? "

Hey!
As soon as Linyun Sect Master said these words, everyone around him cast envious and jealous eyes towards Zhuye.

Who here doesn't want to join the Linyun Sect, especially some casual cultivators. Seeing Zhuye's calm and unexcited look, they can't wait to agree on her behalf.

His own disciple was poached in front of him, and he was still immersed in the shock of Zhuye's victory. Naotao, who had not regained consciousness, was angry at first, and then hesitant.

Liangyi Palace is a small, poor and shabby sect. In the past, Taotao might have thought that it would be enough to give the disciples a stable home, but today he saw the potential of Xiaojing and Zhuye, and saw the majesty of Linyun Sect. , it suddenly lost confidence.

With a potential that could impress even the leader of the Linyun Sect, it would be a waste of resources to stay in Liangyi Palace!
It would be great if Liu Fuyun could stay in Linyun Sect permanently.

Uncle Master sighed quietly.

Taotao was thinking wildly here, but Zhuye refused decisively without any hesitation.

"Never mind."

Linyun Sect Master looked a little regretful, but he was not particularly surprised. Instead, he nodded with understanding and watched Zhuye jump off the ring and walk to Xiaojing and Taotao.

Xiao Jing said happily: "Sister, congratulations."

Taotao tried his best to lower his voice and said, "Little Ye Zi, you won well! But do you really not want to consider becoming a disciple anymore?"

"Uncle Master, Zhuye will always be a disciple of Liangyi Palace."

"Wow, my little Ye Zi is such a good boy."

The two of them chatted quietly and walked past the crowd towards Liu Fuyun who was sitting behind the stands.

Linyun Sect Leader and his entourage appeared much earlier than expected. Some sects had already rushed over after hearing the news. As the number of strong monks increased, the atmosphere at the scene also showed signs of rising. Some disciples of small sects and casual cultivators were already feeling a little uncomfortable. , the consciousness began to dissipate.

The big guys here have already started chatting.

"This is Elder Shen's new direct disciple, right? When the elder suddenly accepted a disciple, we were still guessing what kind of amazing and talented young man could win the favor of Elder Shen. When we saw him today, he was indeed a hero. juvenile."

"Hahaha, young people can't be praised too highly. They still have a lot of experience. However, my disciple is not only extremely talented, but also has an incredibly calm mind. We old guys don't have much to teach. From now on, Look at these young people making their own way. Ba Tian, ​​come and say hello to all the seniors."

The person called "Elder Shen" was the one Liu Fuyun had taken a second look at. It was said that he was the youngest elder of the Linyun Sect.At this moment, the man's face was full of smiles, and he called Chu Batian to come and say hello to all the big guys.

The big guys looked at Chu Batian happily and saw the young man looking straight in a certain direction with a look of surprise on his face.