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Yan Qingyang and Li Sha lay motionless on the stage.

The referee's face was as gloomy as water. He walked forward and looked at the two of them, then let out a sigh and said, "Both of you, bring these two people back and raise them well!"

Someone who was familiar with Li Sha had long moved him away. As she was panicking, she saw a person quickly jump onto the stage and pick up Yan Qingyang.

That person was extremely handsome, and he held a folding fan in his hand. At this moment, because he wanted to embrace Yan Qingyang, he placed the folding fan in his sleeve. Without a word, he picked up Yan Qingyang and flicked his finger. A flying sword appeared in front of him. He stepped on it and the flying sword flew into the sky as fast as lightning.

Although it was just a glance, many disciples could clearly see his face.

"Is this the direct disciple that the Hundred Smelting Clan has recently accepted?" I heard it's someone from the Murong Family, with great talent! "

"Indeed, but he is just too arrogant. Didn't the rules say that we can't use the Imperial Sword Technique here?"

Some female disciples had light in their eyes as they discussed in hushed tones.

"Is he the legendary Senior Brother Murong?" Normally, I wouldn't have been able to see him, but today, I've been here for quite a while, and he really is an excellent person! "

"Yeah, he just gave me a sidelong glance. Even now, my heart is still thumping non-stop?" "Really, it's too cool!"

Of course, there were also some female cultivators that were very calm and disdainfully said, "Tsk, do cultivators also care about looks? Furthermore, we are cultivating the supreme way, so it's better for these male cultivators to just ignore it! "

In the viewing gallery far away, Daoist Master Tian Qing looked at the uncaring Hundred Refinement Faction and furrowed his brows. He said, "Hundred Refinement Faction, your little disciple needs to be in charge!"

The Hundred Smelting Clan Elder shamelessly grabbed his sleeve, humphed, and said, "Good, your disciple, whoever dares to bother him, will be in charge!"

Then, he muttered to himself, "That stinking brat doesn't even listen to my words. I don't believe that you can control him, just don't let him beat you out!"

Adept Redcore rolled his eyes, then let out a snort.

Daoist Master Hundred Refinement stroked his beard, and immediately pointed at her and said, "Junior Sister Chi Dan, don't be unconvinced. Why don't you let the disciple you were so proud of a few years ago, Luo Xing, have a try with my little disciple? "Both of them have fire spirit roots, so their ages are about the same. Let's have a spar!"

Adept Redcore immediately turned his face away, completely ignoring him.

Daoist Master Tian Qing said helplessly, "Alright, forget it. Murong Yan doesn't come out much anyway. Let's do it like this. Hundred Refinement. You can go back and teach him a lesson yourself!"

Surrounding them, Daoist Master Yuping didn't say a word. He only furrowed his brows as he looked in the direction that Yan Qingyang and Murong Yan had disappeared in. He turned his head and said faintly, "Don't you think that the little girl on the stage earlier was pretty good?"

"Why?" Daoist Master Tian Qing's eyes lit up as he turned his head to look at Daoist Yuping, "Senior Sister, it's rare for you to praise someone. Did you fancy that little girl and want to take her as a disciple?"

Daoist Master Yuping lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, "How can that be? I swear I won't accept any disciples! "

Daoist Master Tian Qing nodded his head, "That's fine too, that little girl doesn't have much aptitude!"

"Li Sha obviously consumed a forbidden medicine and violated the rules of the competition. How should we determine the outcome of this competition?" Daoist Jade Screen suddenly changed the topic.

Daoist Master Tian Qing was startled as he looked at Daoist Master Yuping's eyes. His thoughts turned and he said carefully: "Since that's the case, then that little girl will naturally win. Senior Sister, what do you think?"

Daoist Master Yuping's finger unconsciously knocked on the table. He nodded his head and then said, "What's Li Sha's rank?"

After Tian Qing heard this, he was stunned.

Yan Qingyang didn't know how long he had slept, but he knew that his consciousness had suddenly cleared up, become blurry, and become so drowsy that he slept day after day.

"What's going on, I've already used a top-grade Great Bone Forging Pill, why is Qingyang still not awake?" Murong Yan's irritable voice came over.

"Spiritual Master said that Qingyang usually consumes too many pills. The pill poison in his body accumulates, and the effects of the Supreme Grand Bone Pill have been weakened …" This was the voice of the crown prince, weak and frail.

Yan Qingyang opened his eyes with great effort and called out in a low voice, "Senior brother Murong, precious!"

Murong Yan suddenly turned his head and saw Yan Qingyang's anxious and haggard face. Seeing that Yan Qingyang had woken up, Murong Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, his eyebrows immediately furrowed and his expression became even more violent.

"How many times have I told you to take fewer pills!" Look at you, the pill poison has accumulated so much that even the supreme grade Bone Ablutionary Dan Beads are about to lose their effectiveness! " Murong Yan gritted his teeth and said.

Yan Qingyang forced a smile, and she quickly walked over to help her up.

"Right!" Just as Yan Qingyang sat up, he was startled and anxiously said, "How is the outer sect disciple competition now? When is my next match? "

She was stunned and looked at Murong Yan awkwardly.

Murong Yan looked down and sighed, "It's over!"

"Is it over?" Yan Qingyang was stunned for a moment as his expression changed drastically. "The Small Competition is over?" The top thirty have been decided? "

"Yes sir!" "Qingyang, Li Sha consumed a forbidden pill and his cultivation rose sharply, giving you a fatal blow. He violated the rules and used a powerful spirit rune. You …" You're hurt so badly! He had been in a coma for more than ten days! Small... Small... It's already over! "

Yan Qingyang held the cup in his hand as his gaze glazed over, unable to recover for a long time.

The Small Competition is over? He had only taken two exams and hadn't even made it into the top 100, let alone the top 30. Then, wouldn't he be unable to go to the island?

You can't go to the island? He couldn't get the Fire Spirit Fruit? Yan Qingyang's heart was a mess, a mess beyond belief.

Murong Yan saw Yan Qingyang's defeated expression and sighed in his heart. He walked forward and stroked Yan Qingyang's head before lowering his eyes and saying gently, "It's good enough that you managed to survive. You still want to get into the top 50? Do you want to go to the island? Let me help you think of a way! "

Yan Qingyang shook his head. What could Murong Yan think of to ask Hundred Smelting Guild's Daoist Master? Taoist Hundred Smelting Clan might be good to Murong Yan, but they have their principles. The Hidden Dragon Island Secret Realm allows disciples below Foundation Establishment to enter. In principle, Qi Disciple level 6 and below. Going there is more danger than opportunity.

Most of the disciples that were going to the secret realm of the island were Qi Disciple level 7 and above, and most of the disciples that were under the protection of level 6 and below.

If he was allowed to go, wouldn't that mean that Murong Yan had to protect him? Murong Yan was obsessed with artifact forging, and now that he wasn't even Qi Disciple level 8, he already had to protect himself.

It was impossible for the Hundred Smelting Guild to agree.

"Junior brother Murong!" At this moment, a gentle voice came from outside.