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The next day, the sun shone brightly.

On the mountain peak, a young man in a black robe was lying quietly on the grass. His eyes were closed and his face was serene without any signs of emotion. However, his eyebrows were knitted tightly together, revealing traces of fatigue.

After a long time, his quiet body suddenly rose into the air with both hands patting the ground. His black robe shone with a dazzling light under the sunlight, especially the longsword embroidered with golden threads on his chest.

After standing on the ground to rest for a while, the black-robed youth suddenly opened his eyes. His deep eyes shined with a peculiar and resolute light as he muttered to himself, "Regardless of whether it is a dragon's lagoon or a tiger's cave, I will still attempt to break through."

Just as he finished speaking, the black robed figure strode out like a meteor, heading down the mountain.

But at the peak of the Phecda Peak, there was an empty martial arts practice field filled with shadows of people. One could only see that they were discussing something with each other.

Among them, the scarlet red clothed Crimson Spirit Child was particularly eye-catching. Many of the youths had turned to look, but upon seeing the fierce gaze of Yi Ling Zi beside her, they all obediently retracted their perverted gazes.

However, some of the newly accepted Mount Shu disciples did not seem to be afraid of Yi Ling Zi's gaze at all. They stared at the red figure with wide eyes. However, when they heard about Yi Ling Zi's identity, all of them obediently turned their heads to look at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.

After a while, a white-haired old man walked out from the martial ring. Next to him were several other old men with white beards, followed by nine middle-aged men. The second from the right was Yi Lingzi's father, Chu Feng's master.

Before long, the white-haired old man standing in the center of the Martial Stage, the peak master of the peak, said in a low voice, "Today is the annual newcomer competition. Our peak has achieved a good result in the last year. I hope you will not disappoint this old man."

As he spoke, he swept his gaze across the Mount Shu disciples who were standing not far away.

Those juniors did not dare to look directly at those sharp eyes. However, the eyes of the Phecda Peak Master finally stopped at the black-robed youth. After looking for a moment, he smoothed his beard and his eyes flashed to the side.

As for the black-cloaked young man, Chu Feng's gaze did not move away from the white-haired old man in the slightest.

After the powerful voice faded from the martial stage, that Xun Ji peak took the lead and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, its body appeared on the viewing platform atop the cliff.

The few elders beside him also soared into the sky and similarly landed on the grandstand.

The middle-aged man walked up to each of the disciples and silently waited for the start of the new disciple's assembly.

After a long time, the crowd quietened down. All of their gazes were focused on the old man in the center of the spectator stand, waiting for him to speak.

Above the grandstand, the peak master of Phecda Peak saw the hopeful expressions of the people below. He smiled and said, "This year's newcomer competition has top three rankers, almost all of them have become my honorary disciples."

Before he finished his sentence, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

He had just heard from his master that the final reward would be rather shocking, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this. To become the disciple of the Peak Master, even their master rarely had the qualifications. They never thought that there would be such a good thing in front of them today. Although it was just an honorary disciple, it was still very rare.

After all, the peak of the Phecda Peak had only taken in one last disciple, three honorary disciples. But now, these four people were already heroes that could shake the world. So when these newcomers heard the Peak Master's announcement, how could they not be excited?

However, after a moment, some people's face gradually revealed a sorrowful look. They muttered, "If I knew this would happen, I would have worked hard to cultivate …"

A silent sigh came from many people and they were all extremely disappointed. However, there were a few people who had excited expressions, including Chu Feng who was wearing a black robe. The corners of their mouths were actually smiling as they murmured, "This is a good opportunity, we must grasp it well."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly and looked at the old Peak Master in the grandstand with determination.

After a long time, the crowd quietened down once more and the Peak Master continued to speak, "This year's Rookie Competition is a little different than the previous Rookie Competition. In the previous years, there was always a competition between the rookies. Only those with over a hundred moves will be qualified to be in the top three ranks of this year's Rookie Competition. "

The crowd was stirred up once again. After the black-cloaked Chu Feng heard that news, his sword-like brows also tightly knitted together. He had an unspeakable depressed expression on his face. He thought about how there was truly no such thing as a free lunch!

However, a moment later, that firmness replaced the traces of dense Qi, and his entire body instantly became full of vitality. As long as it was a hundred moves, Chu Feng was silently planning in his heart. What sort of victory would he obtain in the end?

After a while, Chu Feng saw that the person who was chosen by the older generation was, astonishingly, Lei Ou. His nervous mood also gradually relaxed.

He estimated that he was only in the middle level of the Nascent Soul stage, so he estimated that he could hold on for a hundred moves just like that. Thinking about that, Chu Feng slightly lost his breath as he silently sized up the Mount Shu disciples who were standing in the stands.

After a slight hesitation, Chu Feng discovered that behind his master, Jiang Chengzi, there were several disciples who had looks of surprise on their faces. After a slight hesitation, Chu Feng discovered that behind his master, Jiang Chengzi, there were several disciples who had eyes of doubt.

Although he was puzzled, Chu Feng did not go up to ask anything. He remained in the corner and silently waited for the start of the New People's Assembly.

On the grandstand, an old man next to the peak master of Phoenixcloud Peak looked down. He announced the start of the grand meeting and then began to draw lots.

Walking in the chaotic crowd, Chu Feng, without being noticed by others, drew 86 lots.

Not long after, the number for the statistics was announced. The person who was going to fight Chu Feng was a new person from the Zhu Yan Valley, called Ling Qingzi.

Not too long after, the old man on the left of the peak master stood up and announced the rules of the competition. This was a rule of life or death; as long as one didn't use underhanded methods and didn't admit defeat, they would fight to the death.

After hearing those rules, Chu Feng couldn't help but stare hatefully at the few old men who were happily enjoying themselves. To think that Mount Shu was looking down on the existence of life. When he thought of his past, it was difficult for Chu Feng to accept these cruel rules.