Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 204 Wutong Spiritual Realm

"My fellow immortal allies, courtesy."

Su Ming stood up again. Xun Zhe was standing a little behind him. He clasped his hands in his wide sleeves and looked ahead with a serious expression.

"The immortal path will last forever. Another hundred years have passed, and you have come all the way to Qinghuai. This is not only a sign of friendship for the Immortal Alliance, but also a sign of trust in Wenhe Academy. A total of 48 sects and 421 disciples from the immortal sects have come to this trial meeting. There is no winner in the exchange and competition, and the top immortal sects are only for a short time. If you can improve yourself, cultivate your mind and understand the truth, it will be the glory of the sect and the honor of the immortal path. I hope you will join us in this great event. Friendship comes first, and competition comes second."

Su Ming's speech was reasonable and passionate, which aroused the emotions of the people in the audience. They nodded and responded.

"The rules of the competition will follow the old rules. The 421 disciples will compete in pairs to determine the winners and losers. The two groups will then determine the winners and losers, and so on, until the five matches are over. The win-loss score will be used as the result for the day. If there are any byes, they will automatically enter the winners group."

"In the next two days, the teams will be reshuffled and two rounds of competition will be held in this way, for a total of 15 matches. Those who lose 10 matches will be eliminated immediately. The final score of the 15 matches will be the final result, and the top will be selected in order. In the end, the top three and top ten will be decided."

As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, a heated discussion broke out in the field. This was the first time for all of them to participate in the Trial Conference. Some of the elders of the sects may not have participated in it a hundred years ago. Half of those who participated died in Wuji Abyss. Naturally, they had doubts about how to complete such a large number of duels within three days.

There is no problem in playing five games in a row, but it is unimaginable to complete hundreds of games on only three tables.

Seeing the reactions from the audience, Su Ming seemed to be used to such scenes. He smiled faintly and said, "I know what you are worried about. Please take a look."

After saying that, Xun Zhe behind him finally took out his hand, waved his right hand lightly, and a blue rune flew towards the paulownia tree beside him.

After the branch of the paulownia tree came into contact with the rune, it suddenly grew rapidly, at one point growing to the center of the square, and the number of golden leaves on its branches gradually increased.

Under Su Ming's magic summons, one of the golden leaves flew into his hands.

He pinched the golden phoenix leaf with two fingers and said, "This golden leaf is a trial venue. When the competition is over, two doors will open in the venue. The winner will enter the golden door, and the loser will enter the green door. Behind the door is the next competition. When the five competitions are over, or the contestants voluntarily withdraw, the exit will open automatically."

At this point, Xun Zhe stood up and added, "Therefore, although there are hundreds of competitions, we only need to wait for five competitions. Of course, the rest time between competitions can be managed by the competitors themselves."

When the two finished speaking, the place suddenly became quiet. This was something that was so surprising and shocking to them. They all looked at the paulownia tree covering the sky above the square with shock and envy. In their eyes, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a sacred tree.

Then there was another heated discussion.

Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Zhao Liyang on the field was looking at this group of inexperienced people with contempt, and simply closed his eyes and leaned sideways on the armrest of the seat.

"My friends, please enter."

Su Ming waved the golden leaf in his hand towards the center of the square. As soon as the golden leaf of the phoenix tree fell to the ground, it turned into a door of light, waiting for everyone to enter.

"Let's go." Meng Ziyuan walked in front alone, and then Mu Qingge and others also walked towards the light gate.

Lin Shuyu deliberately pulled Mu Yunzhong behind him and said stealthily:

"Junior Brother Mu, there is something you may want to keep in mind. Each of the 100 sects has its own secret methods, and they are not ordinary cultivators. In this competition, you just need to secure your place in the top 100, and don't force yourself to reveal your secrets to anyone. The fewer people who know your secrets, the better.

After saying this, Lin Shuyu looked at the people passing by, as if he was afraid of being discovered by them.

Hearing similar words again, Mu Yunzhong's heart was inevitably moved. He glanced thoughtfully at the people around him who were still on guard, and said slightly, "I know."

"Yeah." After receiving Mu Yunzhong's recovery, Lin Shuyu patted his shoulder solemnly.

Looking at Lin Shuyu's expression, Mu Yunzhong's expression gradually relaxed a little.

However, in the time it took to drink a sip of tea, the 421 disciples of the immortal sect in the field had already entered the Wutong Spiritual Realm.

The scene became quiet and Zhao Liyang opened his eyes.

"It's finally quiet."

Hearing his words, Wei Tian smiled slightly, "With hundreds of disciples standing together, it is indeed difficult to be quiet, but I wonder how long this tranquility can last?"

Although Wei Tianqing said this while looking at the scene in front of him, his tone sounded as if he was talking about something else.

Zhao Liyang glanced at him, then looked at Pei Xuanzhi who was standing beside him. He seemed to have remembered something and immediately changed his sitting position. "I heard that the chief disciple of Cangyu Sect escorted the group of mutated monsters to Qinghuai City. Why didn't he see him?"

As he spoke, he looked towards the audience.

Pei Xuanzhi took a sip of tea, put it down and said, "Cangyu Sect is not included in the trial conference, so it is reasonable for him not to come."

"Oh~" Zhao Liyang raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, with a look of surprise, "Does Dean Pei mean that he can't come?"

Pei Xuanzhi said: "Sect Master Zhao has misunderstood. Shen Zhui is here on behalf of the Cangyu Sect to cooperate with the investigation. He is a guest of the academy, and the academy will only treat him with courtesy. Whether he comes or not is naturally up to him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liyang's expression instantly turned contemptuous, and he snorted coldly, "I thought that Dean Pei had changed his previous style and became more decisive, but I didn't expect that I was overthinking."

After saying that, he looked at Wei Tianqing who was standing beside him, also with disdain, "Since there is suspicion, then we should interrogate. If this matter is difficult for Wenhe Academy and Jiuxiao Xian Pavilion to handle, we can hand it over to Ziyang Zhenzong, and they will definitely be able to give the Xiandao Sect a result."

His tone was not harsh, but it carried a hint of provocation.

"Sect Master Zhao, you are too serious. Although the Cangyu Sect does not have a close relationship with us, it is also a sect that has stood in Cangnan City for a thousand years. It is indeed inappropriate to interrogate it before there is evidence." Wei Tianqing said slowly.

Zhao Liyang sneered and stood up. "I didn't expect that Jiuxiao Xian Pavilion and Wenhe Academy are not of the same faction, but they are also related... Well, this sect will not watch the result today. If you can't even win five games, you are not worthy of being a disciple of Ziyang Zhenzong."

Zhao Liyang had something else in his words, and after he finished speaking, he strode away again.

The elders from various sects present had no idea what the three people above were talking about. They only knew that the one from Zi Yang Zhen Zong was unhappy again.

At the same time, a man suddenly climbed onto the roof of an attic outside the trial field, where another man had already been sitting before he arrived.

Shen Zhui, who was looking towards the trial field, heard the voice behind him, stood up, and was a little surprised after seeing who was coming.

"Greetings, Master Cang." Shen Zhui saluted.