After a long while, someone spoke softly, "I know I was wrong, and I have no tolerance for my fellow disciples."
"Uncle Yue, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so harsh and made fun of my fellow disciples."
Yue Lingzheng glanced at the three people and spoke earnestly.
"As the elite disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, you must not only be upright, but also be generous and tolerant. Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation is, what is the use?"
"Disciple will remember the teachings of Uncle Master."
Yue Lingzheng nodded slightly and said nothing more.
He could see that these disciples truly realized their mistakes.
It is never scary to do something wrong. Practitioners of Taoism are mortals with ordinary minds and are not saints, so who can be without mistakes
What’s scary is that after doing something wrong, they just keep covering it up and evading it.
On the contrary, if one recognizes one's own mistakes, corrects them and learns from them, then the merits and demerits can offset each other.
Yue Lingzheng believed that as long as the disciples from all peaks worked together and helped each other, the sect would be able to overcome any disaster.
After listening to Uncle Yue’s teachings, several other disciples also benefited greatly.
The rise and fall, honor and disgrace of a sect depends not only on high-level cultivators, but also on the efforts of every cultivator.
Otherwise, even if this sect can be powerful for a while, it will be difficult for it to survive in the world for long.
After Yue Lingzheng's teachings, the cohesion among the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect has clearly reached a higher level than before.
And the ring match came as scheduled in such an atmosphere.
According to the rules, the Wanjian Sect, which ranked first in the last Five Sects Competition, sent a disciple to defend the competition and accept challenges from the disciples of the other four sects.
The first disciple to defend the ring will get one point. After that, all disciples will get one point for each victory, whether they successfully defend the ring or win the challenge.
After the first two rounds of competition, the Wanjian Sect ranked last, and the disciples had been eagerly waiting for this day to come.
As soon as Xu Chunniang walked to the arena, she heard shouting coming from the left.
"It's time to start the competition. The much-anticipated competition will begin. Who will be the rising star of the foundation-building generation?"
"Among the Wanjian Sect's Xiao Qi, the Hanshan Sect's Ye Yu'er, and the natural Buddha from the Wuliang Sect, who will become the genius with the most consecutive victories?"
Not far away, several disciples of the Miaodan Sect set up a gambling game on the spot and kept soliciting passers-by to place bets.
The wooden signs they held high had the names of several of the most popular talents written on them, and the odds were three to one.
Someone raised an objection, "I think your odds are too low, aren't they?"
"Not low, not low. These three are all popular candidates. You basically won't lose money if you buy them. If you want higher odds, buy someone else."
The cultivator who opened the gambling game laughed and said, "Although our junior brothers and sisters from Miaodan Sect are good at refining pills, they are indeed not good at fighting. And the odds of the Xiaoyao Sect disciples are also quite high."
"I won't buy from your Miaodan Sect and Xiaoyao Sect. Wouldn't that be a loss-making deal? I will only buy from Senior Brother Xiao Qi and Senior Sister Chen Xinlei from the Wanjian Sect, 500 spirit stones each."
"I bet on Ye Yu'er to win the most games, one thousand spirit stones."
"I bet Wuliang Sect's Wuxiang, eight hundred spirit stones."
After listening for a while, Xu Chunniang found that there were almost no people buying the disciples of Xiaoyao.
"Can everyone bet here?"
"Of course. The odds are clearly written here. The higher the strength, the lower the odds."
Xu Chunniang scanned the wooden sign and found the place with her name written below Xiaoyao Sect. The odds were as high as one to twenty.
Compared to most of her peers' odds of 1:30 or even 1:50, her odds were actually quite high.
Perhaps it was because Little Orange showed off his skills a few days ago that this happened.
"Buying Xu Chunniang's victory is the most expensive, and it costs 30,000 spirit stones."
"Okay!"
The casino owner smiled widely, took the spirit stone, quickly wrote a contract and handed it to her, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly change her mind.
He received several such generous customers early in the morning, and they often lost all their money.
Xu Chunniang took the contract and put it away, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.
She used most of her spirit stones to attack. So in the next competition, she would definitely try her best.
After all, if you win, it will be a full 600,000 spirit stones!
As the disciples from the five sects arrived one after another, the competition was finally officially announced to begin.
Then a female cultivator from the Wanjian Sect jumped onto the stage first and swept the entire audience with a cold gaze.
"Chen Xinlei from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, defending the ring."
Her appearance moved the people from the other four sects.
"Chen Xinlei, is she the Thunder Fairy who is as famous as Xiao Qi?"
"It is said that she was born with a sword in her arms, and she has mastered the Thunder Sword Technique to perfection. In the Qi Training Stage, she was able to fight against a Foundation Establishment cultivator without losing. She is a natural swordsman."
"The Wanjian Sect let Chen Xinlei go on stage first. She's coming with great momentum."
The left elder of Hanshan Sect frowned slightly, "Yuzhi, you are the first one to challenge, be careful."
"yes."
A young man responded solemnly, stepped out from the crowd, walked onto the stage, and bowed to Chen Xinlei, "Hanshan Sect's Zhang Yuzhi, come and challenge me."
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
Chen Xinlei's entire temperament changed, like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and decisive.
The sword in her hand flew out like a rainbow, faster than a flying bird, with faint flashes of lightning, and went towards Zhang Yuzhi.
Zhang Yuzhi was shocked, what a fast sword!
He quickly calmed his mind and used the Heart-Locking Mirror to protect the vital parts of his body, while at the same time moving to the right to temporarily avoid the attack.
Chen Xinlei’s sword skills were still fresh, and she swung the sword unexpectedly and stabbed the man in the chest.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhang Yuzhi only had time to cover his chest with the Heart-Locking Mirror.
"bite!"
There was only a crisp sound, and then the Heart-Locking Mirror began to vibrate continuously.
Zhang Yuzhi's chest stagnated. Even though the Heart-Locking Mirror blocked most of the attacks, he still felt his blood boiling.
But Chen Xinlei did not give him a chance to breathe, and a new sword attacked again with the force of thunder.
In the ring, Zhang Yuzhi could still resist at first, but as time went on, he became weaker and weaker, and it almost became a one-sided situation.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the four sects' disciples were solemn, especially the Hanshan Sect's disciples, who were in the heaviest mood.
"Junior Brother Zhang is good at defense, but he couldn't last more than thirty moves under Chen Xinlei's hands. Is the power of sword cultivation so strong?"
"Chen Xinlei is a natural sword cultivator, and is much stronger than the average sword cultivator. I just hope Junior Brother Zhang can hold on a little longer, at least to consume more of her strength."
Obviously, Zhang Yuzhi on the field had the same idea in his mind, and was determined to deplete his opponent's spiritual power at all costs.
However, the strength of the two was no longer on the same level. Soon he vomited blood, was seriously injured, and fell into a coma.
Chen Xinlei won the first battle, but there was no sign of satisfaction on her face. She looked calmly in the direction of Wuliang Sect, waiting for the next challenger.
It seemed that defeating Zhang Yuzhi was nothing to her.
Master Puhui of the Wuliang Sect chanted a Buddhist name, "Wuzhuang, you go now."
Wu Zhuang responded by going up to the stage and clasping his hands together towards Chen Xinlei.
"Wuliang Sect Wuzhuang, come to challenge, please teach me."
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