7 The Competition Begun

"Elder Wang, you are the sect's grand elder. How can you say such self-belittling words?" Chen Xuanfeng's voice sank.

Wang Zhan also stopped complaining upon hearing that.

After that, he said, "If that's the case, everyone has the responsibility on such a big matter in the sect. Why is that Huangfu disciple who is in the Thinking Cliff able to stay out of it?"

"The grand elder said Huangfu Longdou, right? He has already agreed to participate in this competition," Chen Xuanfeng said.

"Are you serious?" Wang Zhan stared at Chen Xuanfeng.

"I'm serious."

"Good! This competition has been decided. The unrecognized registered disciple competition!" Wang Zhan directly shouted.

"Elder Wang, isn't that inappropriate, although you are the Grand Elder? You should know that the Hundred Beast Sect has an outer disciple who is good at mad war. He can challenge opponent of a higher level." The second elder frowned.

"Humph! What's wrong with that? If this is an unrecognized registered disciple competition, I'll present my Dragon Blood Spirit Sword and Dragon Blood Treasure Pill as a reward!" Wang Zhan said generously.

Hiss!

Shock appeared in the eyes of all the elders present, and they all gasped.

They didn't expect Wang Zhan to be so generous.

The Dragon Blood Spirit Sword was the spirit sword he obtained when he killed a dragon demon at the peak of his strength.

The spirit sword was extraordinary, and now it had faintly reached the fourth-grade spirit weapon under his hundred years of nurturing.

One had to know that spirit swords were divided into one to nine grades, and each grade of acquired spirit sword could not be upgraded.

Only spirit swords that were tainted with innate Qi could be upgraded.

And the Dragon Blood Spirit Sword was a treasure sword that was nurtured with the blood of Innate Dragon Demons.

Not to mention that Wang Zhan had nurtured it for nearly a hundred years.

There were rumors that it was because of this spirit sword that Wang Zhan's strength continued to decline.

Especially, it could be seen how important this spirit sword was to him.

And the Dragon Blood Treasure Pill was even more extraordinary.

The Dragon Blood Treasure Pill was refined from the blood essence of an Innate Dragon Demon.

The treasure pill was extraordinary.

Wang Zhan's body had long been riddled with holes and could extend his life for a hundred years.

It was all thanks to this bottle of pills. The Dragon Blood Treasure Pill was his life now.

Now, he dared to take it out as a reward. Wouldn't that be like taking his life?

Chen Xuanfeng, who was at the side, was extremely happy. The Dragon Blood Treasure Pill and the Dragon Blood Spirit Sword were things that he wanted.

However, as the sect leader, it wasn't appropriate for him to say it out directly. He wouldn't have wasted his energy arguing with Huangfu Long just now if Wang Zhan could take them out directly.

He would directly let him participate in this competition.

"Well then, Elder Wang has such a great spirit. Then this matter is settled." Chen Xuanfeng directly made the decision.

"Today's meeting will end here since the matter is settled. Everyone, you can dismiss now."

The sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect waved his hand, and the few elders cupped their hands and left.

Wang Zhan was still standing in the same place when the main hall was empty. He looked in the direction of the cliff, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

...

Time flowed like water.

Another week passed, in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Sword Sect became more and more lively as the unrecognized registered disciples approached.

After all, most of them were unrecognized registered disciples and outer disciples to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Those who could become inner =disciples were all people with extraordinary talent.

There was a grand competition happening in the sect. These people would rub their hands together and think about showing off their techniques during the competition.

At that moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect's Sect bell sounded.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

...

The sound of the bell was heard.

All the disciples of the Heavenly Sword sect shouted at the same time upon hearing this bell.

The entire sect was bustling with activity.

That was because the sound of the sect bell meant that the unrecognized registered disciple competition had finally begun.

At this moment, this meant that more than ten thousand people were participating in this competition because the competition was for unrecognized registered disciples.

Some of them would soar into the sky and receive a lot of attention.

Of course, some ended up miserably.

...

Of course, all of this did not affect Huangfu Longdou.

He was currently doing sit-ups in the training hall.

A little sweat dripped down his face, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

[ Ding Dong! Congratulations host, You have successfully obtained a strength of 1,000 catties. ]

The voice in his mind sounded, and a trace of a smile appeared on Huangfu Longdou's face.

He had still been doing sit-ups with self-discipline every day for the past week.

His current strength had already reached 45,000 catties!

The strength did not have any amplification. The 45,000 catties of strength would be then directly released without holding anything back if they were punched out directly.

...

At this time, in the inner court courtyard.

The entire place was completely silent.

A man who was somewhat similar to Wang Yi was steadily sitting at the head.

His expression was so calm that no one could tell whether he was happy or sad.

"Cousin, I found out that Huangfu Longdou has come out of Thinking Cliff and is going to take part in this unrecognized registered disciple competition.

"I would have killed this bastard if Great Grandpa Wang didn't ask me to not cause trouble."

"Cousin, you are the judge of this competition. You must revenge on behalf of me."

Slap!

A crisp slap rang out in the area.

"Trash!"

"You can't even beat a mortal who can't even refine Qi, and you still have the guts to say that!"

"You're embarrassing the Wang family."

"How could I, Wang Tian, have a cousin who is a good-for-nothing like you!" Wang Tian's eyes focused as he shouted.

Wang Yi, who had been reprimanded by Wang Tian, didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

He lowered his head, covered his face with one hand, and hid in a corner.

"Cou... cousin, I... That kid is strange. I can't hit on him at all," Wang Yi cried.

"Humph! Can't hit on him?"

"Can you even fight with that useless Kung Fu of yours?"

"You only know how to eat and drink every day and neglect your swordsmanship practice in the sword sect. You are good-for-nothing!"

Wang Tian scolded him again when he saw that Wang Yi still dared to find excuses.

Wang Yi didn't dare to speak as he wished anymore.

He pondered, and then he carefully said, "Cousin, I, I, only have the foundation of the First Level of the Qi-Condensation Realm, how can I compare with you? You are a true Fifth Level Spirit Gathering Realm expert."

Wang Tian's chin raised slightly upon the compliment.

His gaze looked disdainfully ahead as if he was the only mighty in the world.

He looked down upon Wang Yi in his heart, and at the same time, he looked down upon Huangfu Longdou, a mortal who couldn't cultivate.

"Fine, I'll help you with this small favor. Just watch how I beat him up carefully and learn from me."

"Yes, yes, yes. I will observe Brother Wang's heroic bearing nicely," Wang Yi said flatteringly.