Rebirth only crosses calamity but does not warm the bed

Chapter 73

"Brother! Why is it so lively today!"

"You don't even know about this?! You came from a foreign country! Today is the annual Xuanwu Conference in the Profound Sky Continent!"

"Hey! What good seedlings does this Xuanwu Conference have this year?"

"I heard that Lingxuan Academy has a few trump cards this year! There are a few extremely talented disciples who have cultivated to the seventh level at a young age!"

"But Tian Qing, the eldest disciple of Tianxuan Academy, should have broken through to the ninth rank, right?"

"That's right! He also has a younger brother who has just started for a year, but I heard that he is a good-for-nothing. He hasn't made any breakthroughs after more than a year. I guess the Tianxuan Sect can't count on him."

"What's the name of that disciple?"

"What does it seem to be called... Yu?"

……

"Su Yu, wake up." Tian Qing asked Su Yu to get up to practice daily.

After a year, Su Yu hasn't changed much, but the aura on his body seems to have become more stable.

"Morning senior brother." Su Yu smiled lightly and got up quickly.

"Well, today is the Xuanwu Conference. Everyone has already left. Master and I are waiting for you." Tian Qing disliked Su Yu for getting up too late.

But Su Yu can't be blamed, he doesn't want people who lose their master and senior brothers at the Xuanwu Conference today, they can only practice overnight, so they get up late.

"Brother, don't mock me any more, let's set off quickly." Su Yu took her own sword and was dressed in a purple dress, which was exactly what the disciples of Mingfeng Hall wore.

The venue of the Xuanwu Conference was built in the very center of the entire city, surrounded by common people, and inside were disciples of various sects.

Today, the people in each hall of Tianxuan Academy have different dresses. Undoubtedly, the closer to black the hall uniform is, the more noble it is. Only the four elders are qualified to wear black clothes, but Su Yu can wear purple clothes at such a young age. Many people in the audience looked at this handsome young man.

In fact, several groups of people were watching Su Yu.

"Master, he really came." Hidden in the shadow of the teahouse, a person couldn't see his face clearly.

The other person was dressed in white and wore a fox mask. The corners of his mouth curled up like a fox's cunning: "I knew he would come, have you found out about Brother Huang's movements?"

"Your Majesty has already returned to the palace." The man replied respectfully.

"Huh? He didn't come to the Xuanwu Conference?" The man's eyes rolled around, as if he was thinking of some bad idea.

"Your Majesty will personally receive the leaders of the Xuanwu Conference."

After the man said this, the man in the mask seemed to understand something, and smiled vaguely and remained silent.

On the other side of the treetop, a man sat on a branch with a piece of grass in his mouth and said vaguely: "I said you just look at it like this?"

The other man stood firmly on the thin leaves, looked at the venue indifferently, until he saw the person he wanted to see, his expression softened: "He... lost weight."

"I said you people are really boring. You obviously love each other but you insist on fighting coldly. Why are you so proud?"

"What did you say?" The man standing on the leaf just swept away the chattering man, and then he stopped talking.

At this time, the great elder of Tianxuan Academy stepped forward. This year, Tianxuan Academy hosted the Xuanwu Conference. It stands to reason that the dean should come out to speak, but the old dean didn't want to take care of things at all, so the elder took over the matter.

"Thank you monks for coming to participate in the Xuanwu Conference. Our purpose is: click as far as possible. If one party fails to return the move, or if a fatal part of the clothes is scratched or falls off the ring, it will fail. You can use profound strength, Weapons, spirit beasts, but no foreign aid..." The Great Elder explained the rules and was polite, and Su Yu almost fell asleep listening to it.

He, Tianqing and other disciples have to stand under the ring, only the four elders are qualified to sit on the top, and even the deans of the other two academies can only sit on the two sides. Venerable Fengwu, the dean of Tianxuan Academy, is a tenth-ranked Venerable.

"The competition adopts a lottery elimination system. Two-person teams will compete in the knockout round. Today's grouping will be announced in front of everyone." The Great Elder said as he waved his whisk in the air, and the grouping list appeared in mid-air.

Because the competition list is random, as long as the participants can be arranged into a group, even if it is a academy, it is possible to fight against each other.

No, it's not that enemies don't get together, the second match is between Su Yu and that Zhang San who always picks on him.

"Su Yu! You are actually the second match!" Jiang Zhe finally found Su Yu through the crowd.

Seeing him, Su Yu still misses him a little. After all, he hasn't seen him for a year: "How was your year? Who are you comparing with?"

"I'm fine, my opponent is a disciple of Dixuan Academy." Jiang Zhe scratched his head as if nervous.

Su Yu patted his shoulder and smiled, "Don't be nervous and relax."

Jiang Zhe felt that Su Yu was different, his aura became stronger and stronger. I don't know how many levels Su Yu has reached?

Just as he was about to ask a question, the competition on the stage ended quickly.

"Who killed the other party so quickly?" Jiang Zhe looked at the stage suspiciously, Su Yu smiled proudly and said nothing.

Because the one on the stage was his own senior brother Tian Qing, the ninth-rank disciples of Tian Qing didn't have to participate in this competition, but after this competition, the ranking of the main hall of Tianxuan Academy had to be rearranged. Being compared to others, where should Master Fengwu's face be put?

People in the audience commented in shock: "This Tianqing has broken through the ninth step!?"

"You must know that Venerable Fengwu only reached the ninth rank when he was nearly forty years old! He reached the top tenth rank on his [-]th birthday! This Tian Qing is only in his early thirties and has already reached the ninth rank? Could it be that... this continent finally Is the fifth tenth-rank venerable about to appear?"

"Forget it, there is an abyss-like gap between the ninth-rank and tenth-rank venerables, how can we break through that easily."

"Look! It's another disciple of Tianxuan Academy, this time it's a battle within the academy!"

At this moment, Su Yu had quietly stepped onto the stage, and Zhang San was already ready.

It's just that Zhang San is different from the past, and I don't know what he has cultivated. His face is sallow, but there is a faint purple halo around him...

"That disciple is actually at the ninth rank!" The people in the audience shouted.

Everyone looked over and realized that Zhang San had already reached the ninth rank, but why was his breath so unstable?

Zhang San smiled strangely: "Su Yu, you'd better get down on your knees and admit defeat. Tianxuan Academy will be shuffled this year. You can no longer be number one in Mingfeng Palace. I'll beat you down first. Then fix Senior Brother Tian Qing properly."

Su Yu caressed the saber tepidly, as if he didn't pay attention to him: "Although a year has passed, your bragging ability has not deteriorated at all. I admire you."

Zhang San was annoyed for a moment, but soon he thought of something evil and smiled: "You will know soon whether it is bragging or not."

【Game start-】