Messing with his own male protagonist

The Supreme Sect occupies an extremely vast area, and they usually practice independently or go on missions. The vast land and sparse population always seem too cold.Fortunately, there is a Zongmen Grand Competition held every five years, and you can get acquainted with each other while competing. In the past, outer disciples would call inner disciples Senior Brother and Senior Sister, but after the Zongmen Grand Competition, at least they can call others Last name.

On the day of the Grand Competition, there are seven arenas set up on Baitiao Peak for the disciples to fight their skills. There are auditoriums outside the arenas. Both inner disciples and outer disciples can sit and watch, and disciples above foundation establishment can also come. observe.In addition to the seats, there is also a place similar to a medical station. A straw shed is set up, and medicine pills for healing are prepared, in case any disciple in the ring makes an unreasonable shot and kills someone.

Dabi's careful and thoughtful preparations were written by the thoughtful Su Ji.

Xuan Zifang really did what he said, he didn't get up until the sun was high on the day of the Zongmen Dabi, the sun made his butt warm and he slowly got up.The little boy who waited on him stood beside his bed with a resentful expression on his face, muttering: "I heard from others that the martial arts fight in the morning was also very exciting. An outer disciple killed a senior brother from Chixiao Peak! Senior brother After sleeping until noon..." The little boy looked at Xuan Zifang where the old god was there, and said aggrievedly, "I really want to go and have a look..."

"What's the rush, it's over now." Xuan Zifang said disapprovingly: "There are so many disciples below the foundation establishment level in the Supreme Sect, this ring will not end for a few days, after the preliminary round, there will be semi-finals and finals, including The upcoming games will be even more exciting.”

"Brother... I don't understand, what is the preliminaries, semi-finals and finals?" Xiaotong asked with a frown.

"Understand it!" Xuan Zifang didn't bother to explain to him, took a gray Taoist robe and put it on, simply tied his hair with a hairpin, ate some porridge, and went out calmly.

The little boy followed his footsteps, wanting to urge him, but because his mana and status were not as good as Xuan Zifang's, he didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he could only slander him secretly, showing anxiety on the other side.

Xuan Zifang gave him a funny look, and with great kindness, he threw out the paper crane in his sleeve, and it fell gently on the ground, and the paper crane gradually grew bigger.Xuan Zifang said to the little boy, "Sit on it. It will take some time to get to Baiti Peak from here. It's too slow to walk there."

The little boy looked at Xuan Zifang gratefully, and said, "I don't know how Senior Brother Yu is doing..."

Xuan Zifang said indifferently: "He wants to enter the inner sect, but he can do it easily."

"Senior Brother seems to have a lot of confidence in Senior Brother Yu?" The little boy raised his head, just in time to cast a deep glance at Xuan Zifang, and couldn't help becoming nervous.This little boy is not a talkative person, and he knows how to measure, but suddenly the brother Xuan he served became more talkative than before, so he asked more things, thinking that he might have exceeded the rules, and became even more flustered stand up. "Brother, I'm not, not that..."

"It's not that I have confidence in him, it's because of his own strength." Xuan Zifang answered Xiaotong's question.

"I really can't tell, Senior Brother Yu..." The little boy tilted his head to think of words, he wanted to say that Senior Brother Yu was very delicate and delicate, and he couldn't tell how powerful he was.Fighting in the arena is no different than others, in addition to cultivation, it also requires physical reflexes and proficiency in spells. With Yu Chuchen's usual soft and shy appearance, Xiaotong really can't imagine him being all-powerful in the arena.

"I can't see it either." Xuan Zifang said suddenly.

Xiao Tong thought that Xuan Zifang thought the same as himself, so he nodded vigorously, but he didn't see a trace of ridicule flashing in Xuan Zifang's eyes.

Paper cranes fly among the flowing clouds, their wings part the clouds and mist, and there is a wide land in front of them, not like a peak, but like a terraced field.On the halfway up the mountainside of Baitiao Peak, there is an open and flat land, even if there are seventeen or eight more arenas, it can completely fit there.

This is the entry point for the Zongmen Grand Competition. When Xuan Zifang stepped on Baitiao Peak, an inner disciple greeted him.Xuan Zifang called senior brother respectfully, the other party looked calm, holding a booklet in his hand, and asked in a businesslike manner: "Which peak are you a disciple of?"

"Brother Hui, I am an outer disciple, Xuan Zifang."

The inner disciple raised his head and glanced at Xuan Zifang, and said: "There is no arrangement for the first day of the Grand Competition. The arena is free. Before fighting, you need to report your name to the arbitrator. There are no restrictions on magic weapons and cultivation techniques. Cultivation means cannot be used. In addition, there is no limit to the number of rounds in the arena, as long as you win three rounds, you can enter the next round, understand?"

"understood."

"Go in if you understand." The disciple waved his hand and went to greet the next person.

Xuan Zifang and Xiaotong walked in, although the arenas were not crowded, there were many people around each arena, among them were many inner sect disciples who were above Foundation Establishment, as well as elders from various peaks. Whether they came to cheer or wait and see the qualifications of future disciples, it seemed strange to both of them. These immortal cultivators were no different from ordinary people.

This is the world created by Xuan Zifang. He likes this kind of atmosphere. Everyone has an ordinary side, not like a fairy or a god.

To be human is to be human.

Although Xuan Zifang's gaze was on the ring, his mind was far away, so he didn't hear what the little boy beside him said, until the little boy pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Yu is over there!"

"Which side?" Xuan Zifang followed the little boy's pointing, and just happened to see two people coming and going from a ring in the distance. One of them was dressed in white clothes, with icy muscles and bones, and although his delicate and charming face was tired, he was not tired. Hide the joy.Apparently, Yu Chuchen won one round, and it looked like it was not the first round, and there was no suspense for him to enter the next round.

Yu Chuchen saw Xuan Zifang as soon as he raised his eyes, and showed him a sweet smile, with shallow pear dimples, sweet and touching, which attracted the envy and hatred of countless male disciples watching.On the Tianyuan Continent, it is not shameful for men to fall in love. There are still a lot of men who form Taoist couples. limited to gender.So when I saw the gentle and lovely little juniors like water, even though the seniors didn't show any wolf-like expressions, they secretly cared and cherished them. It's a pity that the young man in white didn't see them in his eyes.

People always like to deliberately ignore some things. For example, for a beautiful woman like Yu Chuchen, the fact that she is domineering and revealing violence in the ring is automatically forgotten after Yu Chuchen stepped off the stage.The jealous eyes of everyone followed Yu Chuchen to Xuan Zifang, and their eyes were shocked again.

The junior next to Junior Brother Yu is also a beautiful woman with delicate features.

It's just that Xuan Zifang doesn't look as gentle and pleasant as Yu Chuchen...

Yu Chuchen pretended not to notice the burning eyes of the crowd, walked towards Xuan Zifang with a smile in his eyes, and said to him: "Senior brother is really late, I finished all three competitions, so you came here."

"It's not too late, and I just saw my junior brother show off his supernatural power." Xuan Zifang smiled lightly.

lie!Brother Xuan obviously didn't see it!He is in a daze! ... The little boy thought angrily, but he dared not speak out.

Yu Chuchen said: "Brother, look at this match, is there anyone who wants to compete with him? Or I... can do it too." Give him water? Xuan Zifang has black lines all over his head. Is he a good-for-nothing who needs water from others to enter the inner door?

"No need... I, I'll take another look, look." Xuan Zifang secretly wiped off his cold sweat.

"I'll watch it with you." Yu Chuchen had no intention of going back to the back mountain at all.

...The problem is that I don't want you to accompany me.

Xuan Zifang had no choice but to go around with two followers. The arena fight was supposed to be wonderful, but because Yu Chuchen was around him, Xuan Zifang felt like he was on his back. Xuan Zifang's eyes were straightened, he was in a daze, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Yu Chuchen seemed to sense Xuan Zifang's absent-mindedness, and asked involuntarily, "What's wrong, senior brother?"

"Su Ji didn't come?" Xuan Zifang blurted out.

Yu Chuchen stared blankly at Xuan Zifang.

Xuan Zifang realized that he had said something wrong, and smiled awkwardly: "...I heard that Uncle Su is in charge of this year's Grand Competition."

"Master Xuan is indeed a pampered young man. Without a backer, you dare not come to the competition! Hahaha, I am going to challenge you now, Xuan Zi Fang Xuan Junior Brother!!" Suddenly a loud voice came from the stage, Xuan Zi Fang and Yu Chuchen raised his head in astonishment, while the surrounding audience all looked at them. On the ring stood a young man in red robe and soft armor, with sharp features and proud eyes. Chin to see people.

Yu Chuchen's face paled, and he whispered in Xuan Zifang's ear, "...it's Brother Cao Pengcao from Chixiao Peak."

Cao Peng is older than Su Ji, and also started earlier than Su Ji.But Su Ji won the favor of the master's ancestor as soon as he started, and he was accepted as a direct disciple, equal to the masters of the peaks, and his status was much higher than Cao Peng. When he met Su Ji, Cao Peng had to call Su Shishu, How could he swallow this breath!

However, Cao Peng has been in the field for nearly a hundred years, and he still can't break through the foundation building. After several retreats, he still hovers at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

He is a disciple of Chixiao Peak!Is there anyone on the peak where the head teacher is as unfulfilling as him?Coupled with the long-term jealousy towards Su Ji, and the disdain for everything Su Ji cares about, Xuan Zifang, who Su Ji takes care of everywhere, is as annoying as hating Su Ji. Most of the time in Chixiao Peak is in seclusion, there is no chance, and now it is a great competition in the sect, as long as one party proposes a challenge, the other party has no right to refuse.

Even if the ring is closed, it is common to accidentally miss in the competition. Cao Peng looked at Xuan Zifang with danger in his eyes.

Xuan Zifang smiled and said, "I'm only on the fifth level of Qi refining, what do you mean?"

"Why, Junior Brother Xuan dare not compete with me?" Cao Peng provoked.

"I have no intention of competing with senior brother." Xuan Zifang said.

"Hehe, it turns out that the people that Uncle Su takes care of are so timid. I heard that even the ancestor who is in charge of the master has great expectations for the younger brother. I really didn't expect that the ancestor also sometimes misunderstood." Cao Peng said. After the fall, the disciples onlookers made no secret of their contempt for Xuan Zifang.

Xuan Zifang shook his head, he didn't care what other people thought of him, he just thought the situation was a bit funny, in the original plot Cao Peng had resentment towards Su Ji and Master Qingya, it was the best choice for Moxiu to win over, in Xuan Zifang When overthrowing the supreme sect, Cao Peng also made a lot of effort, but he didn't expect that with a flap of butterfly wings, Cao Peng would stand on the opposite side of him.

This world is really changing rapidly.

Xuan Zifang sighed, and the crowd slowly stepped aside, a young man dressed in a green Taoist robe, tall and tall like a pine and cypress, walked slowly, looked at Cao Peng on the ring, and turned around. Turning his head to Xuan Zifang, he said: "Zi Fang didn't want to compete with Master Nephew Cao because his magic weapon was damaged in the fighting a few days ago. Now I have someone repair it, so I will return it to Zi Fang. You can rest assured to fight with Cao Cao." Master and nephew fight."

Su Ji handed a three-foot-long folding fan to Xuan Zifang.

Xuan Zifang opened his eyes wide, and looked at Su Ji in disbelief. He couldn't calm down anymore, and almost cried out in front of everyone: This is the magic weapon that Su Ji made by himself, and it was his last life-saving weapon. An artifact that will only be used in time!Even in the novel, the reborn Su Ji used this seemingly ordinary folding fan to turn defeat into victory and kill Xuan Zifang!Nima asked my brother to hold the weapon that stabbed him to death, it feels a bit subtle...

"Since that's the case, Junior Brother Xuan doesn't have to be humble, let's have a fight!" Cao Peng said impatiently.

Most of the people who came to watch Cao Peng's fight were acquainted with Cao Peng. Even if they didn't dare to make trouble with Su Ji, they were still allowed to taunt Xuan Zifang, so following Cao Peng's words, the surroundings began to boo.

Yu Chuchen looked at Su Ji with complicated eyes, and wanted to say something to Xuan Zifang, but Xuan Zifang didn't wait for him to speak, and walked onto the ring with his fan in hand.