The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The golden sun is shining and the sky is clear.

Due to the selection competition within the sect, several flags were erected on the circular staircase of the Zhengyang Sect. The outer disciples of the sect stood at the bottom of the stairs in order, waiting to be selected.

The main hall door opened, and Sect Master Xue and several elders came out, and according to custom, they made an opening speech for the competition here, as an encouragement and a way of comforting them.

"Today is the day for the inner sect selection of our sect's disciples. After all of you have trained here for a full year, your talents will be revealed immediately."

"But no matter what the result is, everyone please remember that Zhengyang Sect will not drive away any person who pursues the Tao. The road is long and difficult, so you should stick to the Tao."

The sect master often goes into seclusion, and now most of the sect affairs are decided by the sect leader. Once the sect leader said this, everyone responded.

After a brief opening, several elders sat on the platform, watching the competition below. As time passed, the teaching elder on the platform used a spell to draw the list of opponents.

The selection mode is relatively simple. Among the hundreds of outer disciples, one tenth will be selected to be promoted to the inner sect. Those who rank too poorly will either leave Floating Mountain on their own or stay in the sect and continue to serve as menial workers. They will have the opportunity to be promoted again after the sect recruits new members every five years.

The first match is a free-for-all with 36 players in a group. The winner is the one who takes 10 players. The second match is a one-on-one match, with half of the winners selected.

"The results of the lottery are announced now. The order numbers are as follows..." After the order drawing was completed, the teaching elder used the loudspeaker to announce the order distribution of the disciples.

"Why hasn't Yi Ming come over yet? Is he afraid of us and doesn't even plan to show up for this kind of occasion?" In the crowd, a disciple who often followed Xue Cheng saw a vacancy in the team and pushed the people around him, laughing regardless of the occasion.

"Shut up and stop talking." The man next to him was one of the people who fell into the lotus pond yesterday. He spoke with a nasal tone and a bad face. He didn't have the leisure to chat with his fellow disciples.

"Three hundred and twenty-seven, nineteen, thirty-five... the remaining five will directly enter the second round of competition."

The number of outer disciples was scattered, and in order to make it easier to select an integer, the five lucky ones who were left were directly assigned to the second round of battle.

"Who are these? What luck! Why isn't it me?"

"Well, I should think about how to fight for a higher rank. I don't expect to be promoted, but I don't want to fall behind too much. I'll just go back to do odd jobs. I don't want to work!"

In the square formation, people whispered from time to time.

In order to prevent cheating, the numbers on the wooden order signs at the competition site are activated by the formation and float above the head of each disciple. Everyone can see them, and there is no possibility of changing the order on the spot.

Therefore, everyone checked each other and found those lucky ones.

The only person they didn't see was number 19.

"Number thirty-five is Yu Fang from the front, right? Nineteen, no one here is nineteen, fuck, number nineteen can't be Yi Ming!"

"He is so lucky. First, he got the favor of Elder Xu, then received his guidance, and was specially taken care of by the Sect Leader. There must be something fishy going on here!"

"quiet!"

"One group comes first. The competition will begin in one stick of incense!" The teaching elder suppressed the whispers of his disciples, and with the sound of a gong, the competition began.

No matter what happened to Yi Ming, these disciples had to put it aside for the time being. For the sake of their own future, they showed their best skills on the stage, just to grab the few spots.

On the wooden table in front of the stage, a stick of incense in the incense burner continued to burn, the smoke rose into the clouds, and the ashes broke off one by one and fell into the incense burner filled with wheat grains.

Xue Cheng walked down the corridor on one side of the main hall to the steps, glanced at the disciples who had already won the match below the arena and those who had not yet been lined up, and looked carefully for a long time, but still could not see Yi Ming.

"Brother Xue, I was promoted to the first rank! Are you looking for that kid Yi Ming? He was lucky enough to get the second rank match directly. I heard that he just returned to the sect yesterday, but he hasn't shown up yet!"

"...You go and look for him, and make sure to bring him to me." Xue Cheng frowned as he held his sword. He had carefully arranged everything for the other party, but what should he do if the protagonist doesn't show up?

Today, he will definitely make Yi Ming lose face!

"Yes... I'll go right away!" The younger brother nodded and ran away, but he felt very miserable and didn't know where to start.

According to Brother Xue's instructions, they went to the other party's bamboo house last night to wait, but the boy was hiding somewhere and was not in the bamboo courtyard. As a result, several of their fellow brothers spent the whole night drawing spells to drive away mosquitoes and could not get a good rest.

What a good hider!

The incense sticks in the incense burner in front of the stage were replaced again and again until the first round was over and the winner was decided. The person Xue Chengjing was waiting for came down the stairs quietly, stepped on the second round drawing point, and drew a pair of cards from the wooden box beside the teaching elder.

"Hmph, Yi Ming, if this wasn't for the inner sect selection and the matter was not so important, our sect would definitely punish you for being so late!" The teaching elder glared at Yi Ming who came to scout the area and had a bad look on his face.

However, this preaching had no effect on Yi Ming. He took the pair of cards, turned around and left, leaving the teaching elder alone with no one to respond.

"Teacher Elder, Yi Ming received the battle card on time, so it's not too late. Please forgive him this time."

Xue Cheng, who had never appeared before, walked into the arena and gave way to the teaching elder beside him.

"Hmph, an outer disciple with such a temperament is not capable of handling important tasks!" After being addressed, the teaching elder became even more excited about scolding Yi Ming.

"Elder Wu, how can you decide the future of your disciple based on one-sided statements?" The head of the sect appeared beside the teaching elder at some point, patted his head and interrupted his endless reproaches.

Offstage, Yi Ming stood in the shade of a tree and glanced at the three people on the stage. His heart was shaken. These people had done all the good and bad things, so how could they give others room to speak?

As for the feud between him and Xue Cheng, it was actually started by the instructor, Elder Wu.

At that time, he was just a handyman in the medicine garden. Due to the transfer of the manager, he was temporarily transferred to the school to clean up. Occasionally, when he was cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard, he would listen to what was being taught inside.

The sect did not prohibit servants from attending classes, but there were no clear and feasible regulations.

Elder Wu was testing his disciples with a spell that he had casually spoken the day before, but no one in the courtyard could answer. The other party pointed to him who was cleaning the window frame and said that if he could answer it, he would allow him to practice with the inner disciples.

Yi Ming had a good memory and listened carefully, so he answered for the sake of this opportunity.

Elder Wu was trying to save face, and he had tested the teacher on the wrong subject. Yi Ming's complete answer emboldened Elder Wu, and he began to denounce all the disciples, implying that they were not even as good as a servant like him.

In this way, he invisibly attracted a lot of resentment for himself.

Xue Cheng was also there during that meeting. He was a disciple taught by the head of the sect, and he was just pretending to come to the academy. Xue Cheng had already learned what these disciples learned. But when Elder Wu suddenly asked him, he couldn't answer.

Elder Wu's reprimand seemed to have pierced Xue Cheng's spine, and his face turned pale and blue.

Perhaps it was because he saw Xue Cheng's bad face that Elder Wu realized that he had said too much. He said a few words of comfort to Xue Cheng and hurriedly dismissed the class.

Such false flattery probably made Xue Cheng even more embarrassed.

After school, Xue Cheng looked unhappy and walked hurriedly without even looking at the road, bumping head-on into someone who was sweeping the road.

Considering the presence of many people, Xue Cheng didn't say anything, but his expression clearly showed that he was resentful of him.

The next day, the other party transferred him to the fire room in their courtyard to help out, and Elder Wu's promise that he would study with his disciples was thus unfulfilled.

At first, Yi Ming thought that Xue Cheng's targeting of him was due to this. After thinking about the subsequent events, he probably knew the real reason why Xue Cheng disliked him.