“Huh?”

Nie Wushuang heard the little fat man in his mind scream, so he made a conversation with him: "What are you? Have you never seen the style of the leader of the Open Ye Sect? This is the real master."

The little fat man smiled and said, "Yes."

Nie Wushuang heard his answer very plainly and said dissatisfiedly: "What? Are you not convinced? Have you seen a real big shot now?"

The little fat man was in Nie Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness, his soul frowned, as if he was talking to himself: "It seems that he is very premeditated."

Nie Wushuang asked, "What did you say?"

The little fat man smiled and said, "It's okay, by the way, have you seen Ye Xuanxin?"

Nie Wushuang said: "The first time I met, how about the leader of Kaiye Sect?"

The little fat man nodded: "This is good."

Nie Wushuang stopped talking. At this time, Ye Xuanxin on the high platform greeted the people and had already sat on the head of the sect leader. The other thirteen hall masters had also sat down. Nie Wushuang saw Fu Xuesong wearing a sable coat and sitting on the platform with a smile on his face.

The originally noisy environment in the square, after the core leaders of the sect took their seats, they instantly became quiet. A man in black floated up and whispered to everyone in front of the high platform: "Today is the five-year sect competition for the Yemen. In the past five years, each hall also has its own changes. As a deacon in the inner sect of the Yemen, I have a feeling when I see this grand occasion. Looking back on the competition in previous years, there are always amazing people who stand out from the competition and become the core pillars of my opening Yemen. Now the competition is imminent, I will first announce the rules and rewards of the competition to the public to avoid the disciples of the hall making mistakes in the competition."

Nie Wushuang knew the rules, but looked at the row of lion-headed chairs next to the sect leader but there was no one in it, and then asked Sun Feihu in a low voice, "Why didn't anyone else watch the ceremony come?"

Deacon Sun also looked puzzled: "No, according to previous years, someone has been here, why haven't he seen other sects visitors this year?"

Nie Wushuang didn't know when he looked at Sun Feihu, so he looked at the sect leader Ye Xuanxin and found that Ye Xuanxin was smiling at any time, and he could not tell at all what he was thinking. Nie Wushuang stared at Ye Xuanxin for a long time, but he didn't notice that he had no attention to the empty space beside him. He didn't even look at that side. When he was strange, the rules had been read out on the platform.

After listening to the rules, Nie Wushuang realized that the sect competition lasted for ten days and ten nights, and the last one stayed on the battle stage on the tenth day was the first place; that is to say, if a pair of monks fought on the battle stage for ten days and ten nights before they decided to win or lose, the winner would naturally not give others a chance to challenge, and he would be the first place; so Nie Wushuang was worried that it would be impossible for no one to go to the battle stage, and no one knew how long it would take to get a battle. Sometimes, not to mention the battle of ten days and ten nights, it was common for a year and a half.

"Let me talk about the rewards of this sect competition: a demon-level demonized weapon, not integrated; five thousand medium-grade spirit stones; one soul flower; three fourth-grade high-level Qianyuan pills, one deacon token for the Yemen Sect, one advanced alchemy furnace, one incense burner, one medium-grade flame stone, one book of Xuan-level high-level techniques, five level five escape talismans, one five-spice mill, one pair of Tianyu Feiling, and enter the most mysterious forbidden land of Open Yemen, the Hufeng Canyon, practice for three years."

Whenever the deacon of the sect said a reward, there was a sensational voice from the audience.

Nie Wushuang suddenly heard the fat man say, "If you really want to come to the stage, I will do my best to help you."

Nie Wushuang smiled and said, "Did you hear that there is what you want in this reward?"

The little fat man said: "The soul flower and the five-spice mill are both what I need."

Nie Wushuang said, "Are you familiar with Master Kaiye and Master Yunmeng? You should go find them."

The little fat man whispered, and did not answer Nie Wushuang's words, sighed and said, "But you have to be the first in your strength now, just a fool."

Nie Wushuang said: "Then do you want to help me with all your strength?"

The little fat man sighed: "If you can truly understand one of the words in the flower field, it will not be difficult to get the first place."

Influenced by the fat man, Nie Wushuang said unconsciously: "It's better to be lacking in talent. If Senior Sister Huanbu came, I guess she would have learned several tricks a long time ago."

The little fat man said, "Are you kidding? Even if you master of the sect, you will definitely not be able to comprehend these seven sword techniques. If there are these two items, my soul repair will be faster."

Nie Wushuang said helplessly: "I'm really sorry, I have to be the first to have that thing, and I can't do anything about it."

The little fat man laughed and said, "For you, you actually have the opportunity to hone your sword skills. You can go up and try it. At worst, you can admit defeat, but first of all, it is really too far away for you."

Nie Wushuang did not reply, but looked at the deacon on the viewing platform with indifferent expression. He could only hear the deacon of the sect saying loudly: "In addition to the rewards of the sect, Master Ye also has special rewards. However, since it is a special reward, Master Ye will personally reveal it after the battle. I can only tell everyone that if anyone can win the first place, it will definitely not be in vain to fight on this battle platform." The deacon said in his tone, deliberately moving higher and lower, with infinite motivation. After saying this, he turned to look at the leaders of the sect behind him. Seeing that everyone was nodding secretly, he turned around and suddenly waved his hand, and the spiritual energy flowed out and landed on the battle platform in the center of the square.

The situation of the flowing light around the game platform suddenly became colorful. The deacon on the platform shouted loudly: "The competition for the Yemen Sect begins."

The sound spreads, and the echoes stir.

For a moment, the roaring salute sounded throughout Kaiye Peak, and it lasted for a long time.

When everything fell into silence, a small door that could only accommodate one person in and out opened on the protective wall of the Bidou Platform. The deacon of the sect shouted: "The Bidou Time starts from this moment, until the tenth day, you who have confidence in your cultivation ability will be on stage at this time."

Nie Wushuang asked in Sun Feihu's ear in a low voice: "If you go up and fight for ten days and ten nights, wouldn't it be..."

Of course, Sun Feihu understood Nie Wushuang's meaning, and the contempt in his eyes could no longer be hidden: "Do you think tens of thousands of people here are blind? Once you catch them once, you will be extremely punished. If you dare to play tricks at such a grand event, you may not want to live."

Nie Wushuang said oh, looking at the high platform, no one stepped forward at this time.

Sun Feihu seemed to know something and said to Nie Wushuang: "Master Nie, you have just been promoted to the deputy master of my Cedar Hall. This sect competition, you have to be more careful after you come to power."

Nie Wushuang laughed and said, "It's a good thing that Deacon Sun reminds me that I must be careful."
Chapter completed!