Chapter 128.2

Cheng Yu’s eyes were always on the two of them, and when he saw this scene, the emotions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to describe. As soon as he came out of seclusion yesterday, all he heard about was Li Tianyan. He also went to the training tower, and Li Tianyan’s name appeared first on the list.

He also heard many people mention Li Tianyan’s Taoist companion, but he never expected that this person’s Taoist companion, the masked shuanger that others mentioned, turned out to be…

“Xiao Qi, is it really you?” Countless thoughts flashed through Cheng Yu’s mind. Didn’t her mother say that Cheng Qi had a black birthmark on his face? Why was it gone? And could he actually practice normally? What was the purpose of that man approaching him?

Also, Cheng Qi now had entered Tianfan Immortal Sect. What about Chi Zhuo? Did Chi Zhuo find out about him?

After five rounds of competition, exactly one day had passed. There were more than 80 people from Tianfan Immortal Sect. After this elimination, only more than 40 people were left. The next game would be even more brutal.

It was already night when Cheng Qi and Li Tianyan returned to their room. They took off their outer robes and laid on the bed to rest and recharge their batteries to face tomorrow’s challenges.

However, after lying down for a long time, Li Tianyan saw that Cheng Qi kept his eyes open and reached out to smooth his dark hair that was scattered on the pillow. “Can’t sleep?”

“Young master, do you think Cheng Yu knows of my existence? Did he recognize me today?” Cheng Qi already regretted not taking a look, at least to confirm whether Cheng Yu recognized him, so as to save himself from heartache now.

“He knows, he recognized you.” Li Tianyan smiled. Cheng Qi said he didn’t want to be recognized, but he still had expectations in his heart.

“Really? What was his reaction? What does he think of me?” Cheng Qi asked curiously as soon as he heard what Li Tianyan said.

“I think it won’t be long before he comes to find you.” Li Tianyan pressed Cheng Qi into his arms and patted his back to signal him to sleep.

Judging from Cheng Yu’s expression today, he seemed to be worried about something, and even a little wary of him. It seemed that Cheng Yu should know everything about Cheng Qi.

Sure enough, as soon as he laid in Li Tianyan’s arms, no matter how many questions Cheng Qi had, they were instantly forgotten, and it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep peacefully.

Li Tianyan looked at Cheng Qi’s sleeping face and gently rubbed the red mole under his eyelid with his fingertips. With Cheng Qi’s eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembled, just brushing against his fingertips. Li Tianyan felt in his heart as if being scratched by something. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep with him.

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The next day’s competition was still held in the arena square. The foundation-establishment cultivator who presided over the competition yesterday walked to the center of the arena again and said, “The Qi-condensation cultivators who have advanced to the second round of the competition, a total of two hundred people, are divided into one hundred groups of two. Anyone who surrenders or falls off the ring during the competition will be eliminated. Anyone who violates this rule will be disqualified.”

Having already experienced a harsh elimination, everyone’s reaction was quite calm when they heard the rules. Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on the cultivator’s face. With a wave of his sleeves, many wooden plaques engraved with different numbers floated above the ring where he stood.

“The number plate is engraved with the number of fights, which round you will play in, which ring you will be in, and who your opponent will be. These number plates determine the fight.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivators below immediately began to discuss and compare each other. In a fight, the opponent they might encounter could be someone from their own sect. In this case, one person was bound to lose his spot.

Now, by grabbing the number plate to determine the order of appearance, there was an additional opportunity to decide the opponent. Whether they could grab the opponent they wanted depended on their ability and luck.

“Now those participating in the competition, go up to the stage and get your cards.” After the foundation-establishment cultivator finished speaking, he gave up the arena. The two hundred Qi-condensation cultivators on the viewing platform moved almost at the same time.

Most people didn’t want to face their own sect members, and only some weaker players chose to share the stage to secure a promotion. There were only about ten people left in the Western Region, but they were reluctant to use this method and wanted to compete with other forces. The ninth-level early-stage cultivators were the opponents everyone was competing for.

Cheng Qi didn’t think too much about it, as long as he didn’t confront his classmates or Cheng Yu. So, after taking the stage, while everyone else scrambled for the number plates, Cheng Qi was not in a hurry to take action. It wasn’t until he saw the number plate in the hand of a cultivator from Biluo Academy that he waved his whip and took off a number plate that matched the cultivator.

The man’s face darkened when he saw this. It was obvious that the people from Biluo Academy were quite wary of Cheng Qi after the battle yesterday. Especially after going back last night, the sect’s elders were the one abled to stop the spread of the Yin fire in the disciples’ bodies, which showed how troublesome it was to be caught by the flames.@@novelbin@@

“Senior Brother Cheng, who is your opponent?” Sang Zixin asked curiously as soon as Cheng Qi returned to the viewing platform.

“Sui Han from Biluo Academy,” Cheng Qi replied with a smile.

When other disciples heard this, they immediately knew who it was. It was the person who had plotted against their two direct disciples yesterday. When they learned that Cheng Qi’s opponent was that cultivator, everyone wanted to see him taught a lesson by Cheng Qi, but they were also worried that the cultivator would play dirty tricks again.

“Senior Brother Cheng, you have to be careful about that guy. He has both psychedelic powder and talismans in his hands. He is very insidious.”

“Biluo Academy is getting more and more shameless. Just now, I almost got injured trying to grab a few number plates,” a disciple of Feiyun Villa added.

As a few people spoke, the arena shook again. What appeared today were no longer four large stone platforms, but twenty small stone platforms of equal size.