The spiritual energy contained in the top-grade Yuan Qi Stone is at least ten times more than that of the red low-grade Yuan Qi Stone, causing the beautiful disciples to cast envious looks at it.
Jiang Yuxin immediately felt that this consolation prize was better than Li Yanzhi and Lan Ling'er's prizes, and smiled happily: "It's so bright, does it glow? Thank you Brother Ye Feng for the prize."
"You're welcome. You've been very diligent recently. You should train even harder in the future. Once I get the Tianling Pill, I'll help you enter the Heaven Level."
"Thank you, Brother Ye Feng."
Li Yanzhi, Lan Ling'er, and Jiang Yixue came over together, feeling that the vitality stone was as dazzling as a white light, and said to Ye Feng together: "I want it, I want it too."
"I want one too. I want one too. I don't want this red vitality stone. I want your white one."
"I want white too. I don't want red."
Several of them surrounded Ye Feng and made a noise, and the other twenty or so disciples of Yihua Palace followed suit.
There was a sudden uproar in the restaurant that threatened to blow the roof off.
Ye Feng explained with a wry smile: "Everyone, please stop arguing. I don't have that many vitality stones right now."
But his voice was no match for their noise. No one heard his explanation. They all surrounded him, acting coquettishly and making noise, leaving him helpless.
Du Zhong led Nie Qingwu and the official disciples into the restaurant. Seeing this scene, he laughed: "What do the beauties want? They are shouting so enthusiastically. Brother Ye, why don't you just give it to them?"
The girls then saw the official disciples coming into the restaurant. They felt embarrassed as it might cause misunderstanding if they called them that, so they quickly stopped making noise and the restaurant became quiet.
Ye Feng gave Du Zhong a thankful look and continued to explain, "Everyone, be quiet and stop arguing. Today I am just giving Jiang Yuxin a consolation prize. I don't have many vitality stones, so I can't give everyone one. I will just keep a record today. When I have enough vitality stones, I will definitely give everyone one. Don't worry, I will definitely give everyone ten vitality stones."
"Don't lie, I'll give you ten coins each."
"A liar is a puppy."
"Cheating makes you impotent for life."
"I, Ye Feng, will never lie to anyone."
Ye Feng did not lie to them. Once the spirit stone vein was dug up, giving each person ten Yuanqi Stones, even giving each person a hundred Yuanqi Stones would be no problem.
Du Zhong thought Ye Feng was just saying this to please the female disciple, so he sat in a corner with Ye Feng. He said with a smile, "Ten Yuan Qi Stones per person, and there are twenty people here. You are exaggerating too much."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Hey, thank you Brother Du for helping me out. I was almost killed by their noise. Brother Du, are you ready for tomorrow's final showdown?"
"With you here, I don't have to prepare anything. The preparation is also for you. My twenty taels of star-patterned steel are in the suitcase upstairs. I have prepared it for you."
"Ha, it's prepared for me. Brother Du, you're such a joker. Those old guys have been eyeing your Star Pattern Steel for a long time. Let's see who will be the first champion tomorrow."
"I think you are their ultimate target. They will let you be the first champion, and then use the round-robin method to deal with you, challenging you one by one. Even if they can't beat you, they will exhaust your internal energy and tire you to death."
Ye Feng said with disdain: "With their inferior morals, they would really do that. I am not afraid of the round-robin battle method. That would be great, I can grab all the prizes. However, except for the Unity Pill from Fangcun Mountain and your Star Pattern Steel, the three old guys provided prizes that were in name only. One is a formation diagram that has not been cracked for thousands of years, one is a Buddhist bead that contains a thousand years of incense and vows, and one is polar ice silk that cannot be touched at all. They are also despicable, wanting to exchange their own useless things for other people's valuable treasures."
"This is the first time for both of us to participate in an ancient martial arts competition. Who knew Yue Zhuoqun and his gang were so scheming and shameless? It's Mr. Mo Da who is so honest and provides the Heyi Pill at every ancient martial arts competition."
"We are both honest people. We didn't cheat. I'm going to give out the Heyi Pill and Tianling Pill I won as prizes. I'm the one who suffered the most loss."
Du Zhong smiled and said, "You won't suffer any loss, in my opinion, you will definitely win the title of Ancient Martial Arts Supreme in this Ancient Martial Arts Competition. I am optimistic about you."
"Tonight, let's have a couple of drinks to celebrate our success tomorrow."
The night passed quickly, and as agreed, at eight o'clock in the morning, the five major sects and official participants arrived at the top of Mount Huashan again.
Today is the final showdown and the playing field has changed.
Taking into account that the fighters from each sect were top masters, masters of the innate realm, and the fight would affect a wide area, the three arenas were all moved away, leaving a large open area as the venue for the ultimate showdown.
Anti-collision foam was also placed around the stadium, and disciples from all sects sat in an orderly manner twenty meters outside the anti-collision foam to avoid being affected by the overflowing energy during the game.
Before the competition, each sect submitted a list of participants to Elder Lu.
Each sect sent out its strongest person to fight, most of whom were their own sect leader. The leader of Fangcun Mountain was Mr. Mo Da, the leader of Shangqing Sect was Taoist Chongxu, the leader of Taiyi Sect was Yue Zhuoqun, the leader of the official sect was Du Zhong, and the leader of Yihua Palace was Ye Feng.
Only at Xuankong Temple the contestant was not the abbot Zhikong, but Master Mingyue.
According to the information submitted, Master Mingyue is the senior brother of Zen Master Zhikong, and the monk with the highest seniority in Xuankong Temple, one generation older than Zen Master Zhikong. His skills are unfathomable, and he has at least reached the late stage of the innate realm or even the peak of the innate realm.
The sound of war drums was like thunder, echoing continuously among the peaks of Mount Huashan.
Elder Lu announced loudly: "The final showdown of the Ancient Martial Arts Competition begins now. The participating sects will draw lots. The one who draws the first number will become the champion and accept challenges from others."
Du Zhong really guessed it right. When Jiang Yixue drew lots for Ye Feng, she drew number one, which meant that Ye Feng would be the first to become the champion and accept challenges from others.
There is obviously something fishy here. The computer number selection program can be manipulated manually. Ye Feng didn't care. Even if they used a round-robin strategy against him, he was confident that he could handle it.
Ye Feng strode into the stadium and stood in the center of the square calmly.
He was wearing a high-necked black windbreaker today. The mountain breeze was so strong that it made his windbreaker rustle. His tall figure blended into the mountain scenery.
Outside the arena, exclamations and screams were heard from the female disciples of Yihua Palace.
"Our leader is so handsome."
"Come on, Sect Master."
"You will definitely win."
Ye Feng felt warm at heart after hearing this. In the past two days, he was the one cheering for them, but today it was their turn to cheer for him.
(End of this chapter)