Villain: At the beginning, my beautiful master molested me!

Chen Yu took Qian Xinglan for a stroll at the edge of the venue, and the disciples surrounding him were also sent away by Chen Yu.

Qian Xinglan walked beside Chen Yu and suddenly poked his cheek with her finger, "Are you pretending to be stupid or do you really not see it?"

"What can't you see?" Chen Yu turned his head to look at her, and his pretended confused expression made Qian Xinglan understand.

Qian Xinglan said helplessly: "I knew you were playing dumb."

"Ling'er is still too young, I just treat her as a younger sister." Chen Yu replied seriously.

"I'm your sister too!" Qian Xinglan elbowed Chen Yu in dissatisfaction, and Chen Yu remained silent.

She continued, "So what are you going to do? Ling'er won't let it go. I don't think you can get rid of her."

"Leave her alone, she will eventually grow up."

Qian Xinglan smiled with a gloomy face but said in a delicate tone: "Okay, I knew it. That's what you meant."

Chen Yu waved his hands and explained hurriedly: "You also know her character. I really don't have any good solution."

"Are you so confident in letting her stay with Lin Feng?" Qian Xinglan stopped, and Chen Yu had to stop as well.

Chen Yu reached out and tapped Qian Xinglan's forehead and said, "I can't say I'm relieved, but Ling'er is smarter than we thought."

"I'm not worried about Gu Linger, I'm worried about Lin Feng." Qian Xinglan was a little anxious, and his voice unconsciously became a little louder.

Chen Yu asked: "Do you know Lin Feng?"

"Not really, but I have a bad impression of him." Qian Xinglan spoke quickly and added, "I met him once when I went to the pharmacy that day. I don't like the way he talks to people."

"Let's put this matter aside for now. The competition is about to begin. I'll find a way to deal with Ling'er." After saying this, Chen Yu pulled Qian Xinglan away.

Behind him, a graceful figure in white followed the crowd into Lingjian Peak and walked towards the competition arena.

Martial Arts Arena

"The 900th Arena Competition has officially begun!" said the great elder Meng Fan on the high platform.

There were crowds of people below the arena, surrounding the ring completely. The seats below the arena were already full, and those who didn't have a seat didn't mind, they just stood on tiptoe below the ring and looked at the stage.

Meng Fan continued to speak to the crowd, "There are a total of 553 disciples participating in this competition. According to their different realms, these disciples will be divided into three batches to compete in the competition."

"The first person in each batch, that is, the top of the list, has the power to freely choose the peak sect and can become the inner sect disciple of any elder."

"Of course, the top three in each of the three batches will receive generous rewards. Anyone who tops the list will receive a top-grade marrow cleansing pill!"

(Medicine pills are divided into: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, holy, supremely holy, and immortal.)

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below the stage was immediately shocked. A top-grade elixir was extremely rare even for a sect like the Xuanjian Sect.

It can be said that among the four continents of the lower world, only the most abundant Suzaku Continent has only a few holy elixirs.

The Xuanjian Sect, one of the top sects in the Xuanwu Continent, actually offered top-grade marrow cleansing pills as rewards, which was obviously a huge investment.

One can't help but see how much importance the Great Elder Meng Fan attaches to this competition, or in other words, he has great expectations for Lin Feng, the scheduled champion.

"Chen Yu, Chen Yu, although I don't know why you were able to break the record of the Heavenly Spirit Rank."

"But the vast fortune of this kid Lin Feng is not just determined by factors like talent." Meng Fan thought to himself.

He already felt that Lin Feng would take the top spot and receive his strong support.

If it was the Lin Feng three days ago, it would be a sure thing, but the Lin Feng now is afraid that he is powerless.

Soon, more than 500 disciples were divided into three groups, and three inner disciples led them to a room next to the arena.

The disciples were led to the lobby and decided their opponents by drawing lots. The winners advanced and the losers retreated.

If your strength ranks second, but you are defeated by the most powerful disciple in the first round, you will also be defeated directly in the first round and will not get any rewards.

This is the Xuanjian Sect’s fighting rules, which are random and completely inaccurate.

It is said to be a selection of good seedlings, but in essence it is just picking out the strongest one from each of the three ranks and then trying our best to cultivate them.

No matter how top-notch the sects in the lower world are, their resources are ultimately limited, so it is better to disperse them among a few capable people.

It would be better to try your best to train the disciples with the greatest potential.

"Are you Lin Feng?" an inner disciple asked Lin Feng who came to draw lots.

"It's me." Lin Feng stopped his hand on the stick box and was about to draw a bamboo stick when he was stopped by the man in front of him.

"You don't need to draw lots, just follow me." The inner disciple said to Lin Feng, and randomly called a disciple to replace him.

Lin Feng was a little confused, but he had to follow the disciple. The two of them passed through one door curtain after another, walking from the lobby to the deepest inner room.

As they went deeper, the surroundings became quieter and the number of people gradually decreased. Lin Feng followed the disciple nervously.

The last door curtain was drawn open, revealing many disciples sitting in the room, all of whom were children of high-ranking officials or children of certain powerful forces.

They were not surprised to see Lin Feng dressed simply. There were two women who came in with Lin Feng.

"You guys just stay here for now. The Great Elder has said that you will all go directly to the finals."

"Rest well here. According to your talents, there is no need to waste your energy in the first few rounds." The inner disciple said this lightly, which surprised Lin Feng.

"I want to go out for a fight! I don't want to use such means!" The speaker was a young woman.

"This is the order from Great Elder Meng Fan. There is nothing I can do." The disciple waved his hands helplessly, indicating that all this had nothing to do with him and he was just following orders.

The young woman remained silent after hearing this. Her expression was complicated, but she finally chose to stay.

Although those rich kids did not receive the same treatment as Lin Feng and the other two, they did not have to participate in the competition at the beginning.

After several rounds of competition, these rich kids can choose the weakest disciple to challenge him, and at least they will be ranked in the top 30.

The top thirty can naturally become inner disciples, which is equivalent to paying for a good seat.

The Xuanjian Sect lacks this money, and the rich kids need such status to gild themselves.

The prestige of being a kid from a wealthy family plus the title of inner disciples of the Xuanjian Sect will add a lot of luster to their resumes, whether they are engaged in business or administration in the future.

This is the social etiquette of the Xuanjian Sect.