Zhao Yunuo didn't expect that Su Ke would propose marriage to her in public and become a Taoist couple with her. He was a little panicked for a moment, and his face was filled with red.

However, Zhao Yunuo was not a person with a coy personality. He looked up at Su Ke's sincere eyes and nodded.

"Ha ha--"

Su Ke was extremely happy, and suddenly felt that his heart was gone, and his cultivation even improved.

"Senior brother, your task in this competition is not easy." Zhao Yunuo said with some worry as he found a spring with few people.

With Su Ke's cultivation, if it was just an ordinary competition, it would be easy to become an inner sect. But he went to Xuanfeng to participate in the competition and became the focus of the entire competition. In this way, it was not that easy.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a chicken or a dog." Su Ke said lightly, looking at Zhao Yunuo, he turned his palm, and a piece of white soft armor and a silver-white long sword appeared.

"You can refine these two magic weapons first, so I can feel more at ease."

The soft armor seemed to be flowing with light, and the small silver-white flowers on it appeared and disappeared, as if they were real. Although the long sword was not unsheathed, there was already a chill in it. Obviously, these two things were not ordinary things.

"Senior brother, these two items are too valuable." Zhao Yunuo subconsciously refused.

"Haha, preciousness is nothing. You should be the most precious thing to me, Su Ke." Zhao Yunuo's face turned red with embarrassment when he said this.

"How about this, these two things can be considered as betrothal gifts from me, Su Ke, to you?"

"Hmph, how can such a thing be so cheap?" Zhao Yunuo snorted and reached out to take the soft armor and long sword. She first probed the soft armor with her spiritual power, but she felt like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

"There is no need to refine spiritual power, just shed blood to recognize the master." Su Ke said, stretched out his hand to pull out a section of the long sword, and raised Zhao Yunuo's white and tender fingers.

Dark red blood drops dripped on the soft armor and the hilt of the long sword. The long sword flashed and disappeared. After the soft armor flashed with a few spiritual lights, it turned into a moon-white light shirt and was draped on Zhao Yunuo's body.

"This!" Zhao Yunuo exclaimed and looked at Su Ke with wide eyes.

This soft armor and long sword turned out to be real magic weapons!

When Su Ke mentioned the magic weapon just now, she thought it was just a general term. Unexpectedly, these two treasures turned out to be real magic weapons, and they were top-grade magic weapons!

Such a gift is really too valuable.

"It doesn't matter, it's just two magic weapons. If you don't have enough cultivation, you won't be able to use anything too good. When you reach a higher level of cultivation in the future, I will also equip you with all the magic treasures." Su Ke looked at the panicked Zhao dotingly.

Yunuo, he was very satisfied with this expression.

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"Woo——"

A long trumpet sound sounded, and the entire peaks of the eighteen sects of Taixuan Sect could hear it clearly.

"In this competition, all the disciples must fight bravely to win glory for me, Mu Xuefeng!"

"I don't ask much from you, just fight for three inner sect seats for me, Yuhua Peak."

…

At each mountain top, there are either encouragements or strict orders to encourage the disciples to participate in the competition with high morale.

This year's competition is different from previous ones. It is the first time since the Eighteen Peaks gathered together, and it is also the largest one. The rewards for this competition are unprecedented.

Especially the return of Shangxuan Peak makes this competition even more meaningful.

The competition was held at the foot of Taixuan Peak, the main peak of Taixuan Sect. A square with a radius of several thousand feet was opened up. It was surrounded by eighteen light pillars, with the names of each mountaintop written on them.

Taixuan Peak, Guanyun Peak, Qianyun Peak... "Under the eighteen pillars of light, disciples from each peak gathered around.

"Brothers, please come to the viewing platform to watch the battle." Xuan Zhenzi's voice sounded, and streams of light flew up to the platform above the square. This platform was set up for the peak masters of each mountain top, the true elites.

As for the elders, this kind of disciple competition will basically never happen.

"Is that the disciple of Shangxuan Peak?"

"It is said that I was seconded from Xiaoqianling. Why is this necessary?"

"Behind the background of Shangxuan Peak, I don't know how the various peaks will arrange this matter."

…

At this time, under the light pillar of Shangxuan Peak, eight figures stood under it. Compared with the crowds of people under other peaks, which ranged from a hundred to several thousand, they seemed very thin.

"Senior Brother Qin, this competition is just one of the ways to inspire disciples to practice. Don't take it too seriously when you go to Xuan Peak." On the high platform, looking at Qin Shuang, who was tall and straight and meticulous, Xuan Zhenzi felt a little guilty.

"Well, it's just for fun." Qin Shuang's voice was very calm and her face was expressionless.

The peak masters at other peaks frowned when they saw Qin Shuang treating Xuan Zhenzi like this. Xuan Zhenzi, the leader of the Taixuan Seven Sons, did not come for nothing, he has always been very tough.

"That's good, that's good." Xuan Zhenzi seemed relieved and looked at the various high platforms below.

"Taixuanzong's Eighteen Peaks Competition begins!"

"The arena, get up!"

With a loud shout, eighteen blue stone platforms with a radius of nearly a hundred feet rose up to a height of ten feet, standing in front of the light pillars on each peak.

"Disciples guarding the ring come on stage!"

Following a loud shout, all the disciples who had been arranged on the stage at each peak flew up.

"Senior Brother Su, let me do the defense first!"

Lin Yingqiu took a step forward and whispered.

"Okay, don't hurt people's lives. Just wait for a hundred times and come down. Don't be too pushy." Su Ke nodded.

It will take hundreds of formations without harming life. Lin Yingqiu pursed her lips, stretched out her figure, and landed on the high platform.

"Who is this person?"

"This body skill is not bad, and his cultivation level is probably not too weak."

"This is not Su Ke's defense. This is preparation for a wheel battle. Please hold on longer?"

…

Regardless of those comments, Lin Yingqiu stood in the center of the ring and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which slowly turned cold.

A year ago, she went to the ring once. At the beginning, he said: "Your cultivation is too weak. If you agree to be my Taoist companion, I can help you enter the inner sect."

She didn't agree and was kicked off the ring.

If it were somewhere else, she would be willing to agree. After all, she has him in her heart.

But who does he think he is? A charity?

Inner door, wait for me!

"What's going on, Junior Sister Lin? Is there something wrong with this aura?" Liang Jingcheng asked with a strange look on his face.

"How do you know the pain in Senior Sister Lin's heart?" Zuo Xixue on the side snorted softly, her eyes drifting to the high platform in the sky.

At this time, on the high platform, Xuan Zhenzi and several other great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage had already felt the strange aura coming from the thunder platform below.

"Senior Brother, this..." Cang Mingzi, one of the Seven Taixuan Sons, just started to speak. He only felt a chill and swallowed the rest of his words.

Yes, let them make trouble!

Xuan Zhenzi shook his head.

"Challenge the disciples to come to the stage!"

"The competition begins!"

Following this shout, eighteen figures flew up to the high platform.
Chapter completed!