Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 38: Ask the Master Again (please read and collect)
The morning sun rose, and there was a sea of ​​people in front of the city lord's mansion again.

There were thirty-three monks who signed up for this Immortal Ascension Conference, and one of them got a bye in the first round. Coincidentally, it was Wu Cheng.

Today was the second round, and Wu Cheng's competition was scheduled for the first round. Everyone came early, and they all wanted to see with their own eyes how charming this young man who had long been famous in the city was.

Wu Cheng's opponent is called Liang Hong, the only son of the Liang family, another big family in the city. Of course, he is also a famous genius in Izumo City, but his reputation is still inferior to that of Wu Cheng. Since he also hates You Su very much, he and Wu Cheng can be considered friends.

The two faced each other from a distance in the center of the venue. Liang Hong did not show any cowardice. Although he knew that he might not be Wu Cheng's opponent, he also had to think about whether this was a unique opportunity in his life.

The bronze drum beat and the sun shone in the empty venue. Wu Cheng drew his sword and ended the competition with lightning speed.

Shouxiao Sect is not a sword sect, and swordsmanship is just a branch within the sect. Most of the disciples major in magic, and Wu Cheng is no exception. But today, he didn't even use any magic, insisting on winning with one strike from his sword, as if he was competing with Yusu who solved the battle just as quickly yesterday.

His battle made everyone present understand that even if they are both geniuses, there will be differences between them. It also made it clear to everyone that the person who would eventually stand on the stage of the Ascension to Immortality would only be between You Su and Wu Cheng.

Qi Daodong's face remained as usual, stroking his white beard gently, as if he had expected it, and did not care at all about the liang face of the head of the Liang family. Even City Lord Liu and Gu Yao couldn't help but nod in approval.

Although this kind of competition is amazing, it is much less enjoyable to watch. Ordinary people still prefer to watch the close battles that follow. At the same time, I am also looking forward to what kind of outstanding performance Yusu will have in the last game.

In the afternoon, Yusu’s competition is here.

Before going out, You Su told his junior sister that he would fight with others, and whoever was more powerful would be more likely to be qualified to attend the competition. He also specifically told Ji Lingruo to continue resting and not to secretly watch his matches.

Ji Lingruo rolled her eyes prettyly and said that she had no intention of going, and that You Su would defeat those people easily anyway, so there was nothing interesting at all.

There was no way for her to watch You Su show off his power and show off his power, and then show that disgusting expression of 'Wow, senior brother is so awesome'.

Under the enthusiastic eyes of the audience, You Su walked to the center of the venue. His opponent today was named Gao Li. He was only one year older than You Su, but he was already the number one person under the age of thirty in Fenglei Fist Sect, and also Sheng Ziling Yixin. The junior brother I want to step on.

But in fact, You Su didn't know him at all, because there was no feud or even intersection between him and You Su. You Su could feel that the quiet and steady opponent in front of him was a true cultivator, so he felt more respect in his heart.

Facts have proved that Gao Li is indeed not mediocre, and is much better than Sheng Ziling. You Su didn't deliberately despise his opponent, it was just that Sheng Ziling was so annoying yesterday that he killed him mercilessly. Facing Gao Li, You Su deliberately restrained his sword and faced his fierce fists. The two fought back and forth. It looked like they were really competing, and no one was focused on winning.

It wasn't until Gao Li's energetic punch was deflected by You Suge that he decisively clasped his fists and accepted defeat, and this exciting duel ended completely.

While the audience watched with gusto, they couldn't help but compare it with Wu Cheng's competition in the morning. The opponents are all equally powerful, but the ease of winning is quite different. Everyone seems to have their own answer in their minds as to who will receive the final scholarship spot.

Yousu didn't care about this and left the venue after asking about the time of his competition tomorrow.

It wasn't dark yet when we got home, and the junior sister was still resting.

You Su took advantage of the time to vomit for a while, and when the sun set, he walked to his master's door.

Yesterday I asked my junior sister if she was willing to go to the Holy Mountain, and I still have to ask my junior sister today.

Counting the days, the mistress has been silent for ten days. In fact, this length of time is not that long in the past eight years. The longest time Yu Su counted was a full forty-four days. You Su didn't know why the master's wife kept saying that a person with no cultivation could be able to live without food for so many years. Maybe it was because he had taken some heavenly and earthly treasures or miraculous medicine.

But You Su always felt that the master's wife was as graceful as an immortal. She was not an immortal, but she gave people the feeling of being better than an immortal. Therefore, You Su has always believed in the words of his wife, because such a person will not lie, just like a pure white lotus, which cannot bear any dirt.

You Su hesitated for a while and finally knocked on the door.

"Master's wife?"

After waiting for a while, the cold voice of the mistress came faintly, giving people a more ethereal feeling than before:
"What's the matter?"

You Su smoothed the folds of his clothes with some embarrassment, not knowing why he was nervous:
"You Su has a question for Master."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Su felt a little regretful: This time's opening statement seemed to be exactly the same as last time. Wouldn't the teacher's wife criticize me for having so many problems?

"Ask." The master's wife responded simply.

"Master Wife...do you want to go to Henggao Mountain?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Um... Recently, an immortal master from the sacred mountain came to Izumo City. He is the outer deacon of Xuanxiao Sect. He has a quota to attend Xuanxiao Sect. I want to fight for it."

"Do you really want to join the Xuanxiao Sect?" The master's wife's voice had a rare ups and downs, and she was obviously interested in the answer to this question.

"It's not that I want to enter the Xuanxiao Sect. Listening to the school will not change my sect membership. I am still a member of the Yuanyang Sword Sect. Although You Su is blind in heart, he is not blind. Without Master, I would not be what I am today. How could I possibly be While he was wandering around, he entered another sect and became someone else's disciple?" You Su quickly explained, but he was afraid that he didn't tell the whole story, so he continued to add:
"You Su wants to go to school. He just wants to learn different knowledge, meet different people, feel the majesty of the sacred mountain, and see the top of the world. Master said that when he comes back, he will be famous in the five continents. You Su Naturally, we have to work hard to be worthy of the title of Master’s disciple.”

The teacher's wife seemed to be digesting this sentence. After a short silence, the teacher's wife gave her answer:
"I think."

You Su looked happy and clenched his fist gently.

What he is most worried about is that his wife does not want to leave the Yuanyang Sword Sect, but has been waiting here for the master whose return is uncertain. Fortunately, everything went smoothly according to his plan, as if the day to cure his junior sister and junior wife was tomorrow.

"Thank you, Master."

"There's no need to thank me. If you really want to learn, then just fight."

"You Su will do your best."

After saying this, You Su bowed and stepped away. He raised his head and looked to the west. His chaotic gaze happened to meet the last fading sun, and his heart was filled with hope.

　In fact, I feel that the plot of this competition is not very interesting, but I can't jump directly to the finals, so I can only keep it calm for now. After the competition is over, there will be fewer such relaxed plots, and the plot will become more thrilling. If you like it, add a bookshelf to help you catch up on reading, please! ! This is really important to me! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)