In the simply decorated bedroom of the man, Qi Yuan looked at him in surprise, “Mu Lin, why are you so obsessed with Elder Ling?”
What’s so good about that old lady!
Mu Lin gave a small explanation before saying, “I hope Senior sister will help me convince Elder Tian,I want to learn all the martial arts and techniques from Elder Ling, if Elder Ling trusts me enough, she might even give me some of the treasures and weapons she has.”
The two of them have indeed got closer in this time period, but they had not confirmed their final relationship, at this time Qi Yuan revealed a hesitant expression, Mu Lin held her hands.
“Senior sister’s affections, Mu Lin will definitely remember, it’s just currently Mu Lin’s strength isn’t great, I have no right to pursue Senior sister.”
Only now did Qi Yuan understand, Mu Lin only thinks that his position can’t be a match for her, thus he didn’t dare to show his real feelings, in reality he loves her, but is just afraid that she won’t accept him.
Such an amazing man believes that he is not worthy of her, Qi Yuan felt very satisfied and proud.
Plus, if Mu Lin really gets closer to Ling Qingxuan, it would be more convenient for her to use the pill, it’s a win win situation.
“Ok, I will help you convince him, the sword competition, I look forward to you obtaining first place.”
Mu Lin didn’t let go of her hands, instead he got closer, bringing her into his embrace, “Senior sister is kind and beautiful, I will work hard to become worthy of you.”
……..
After the separation last time, Feng Jue had already not seen Ling Qingxuan for three days, he was the only person in Xuan Qing palace, it was so quiet that you could hear the insects.
“Oh, you mean Elder Ling, she went into seclusion.” Zhu Feng handed him the contestant badge, “in the past Elder Ling also frequently went into seclusion, only after she accepted you did she not go.”
Feng Jue’s heart felt heavy, he had always had to ask around in regards to information about Ling Qingxuan.
Originally she was always next to him, but now she went into seclusion.
“It’s ok, when Elder Ling comes out, you can show her a beautiful result.”
Clenching the badge, Feng Jue went to seclusion cave that Ling Qingxuan might be in at the peak, when he was held back by an invisible boundary, he had a feeling that Ling Qingxuan was in there.
“Master!” he shouted, but there was no reply.
[Host, the Villain has come to find you, you’re not going out?]
No going, Ben Zuo’s main mission says has a task of successfully ascending, I must focus on cultivating.
[Going into seclusion in Xuan Qing Palace is the same]
Not the same, Ben Zuo would be disturbed.
Since the Host was working hard so willingly on the mission, ZZ didn’t convince her any longer.
“Master, why didn’t you tell me that you were going in to seclusion? I waited many days for you, only to know of this from someone else’s mouth, Master, are you angry? Did I do something wrong, please tell me, I will definitely change!”
It’s best not to disturb those in seclusion, Feng Jue suddenly realized, he quickly apologized, “Master, I will wait for you to come out of seclusion, and then properly talk, the sword competition, I will definitely get first place!”
After speaking for a bit outside, Feng Jue left.
The day of the sword competition was coming close, Feng Jue didn’t close his eyes for several days, wanting to practice his swordsmanship to the extreme.
All the disciples within five years of joining the sect entered, everyone was standing below, and the people on the stage were still the same people, but the figure of Ling Qingxuan was missing.
In the crowd, Mu Lin and Feng Jue's gaze met, Feng Jue clenched his sword and retracted his gaze.
The two people were the most eye-catching in the new batch of disciples, the people nearby avoided them a little when they saw them.
The sword competition was matched in pairs, the winner would await to be paired again.
The amount of contestants were less than one hundred, after Feng Jue finished a few matches, the disciples below who were speculating were in disbelief, the person that was about to be kicked out after being denied by Elder Huang was actually this strong. While they were deeply moved, they also thought that this was all taught by Elder Ling, right away they started to become envious, however Elder Ling no longer accepted disciples.
The person that was not any worse than Feng Jue was of course Mu Lin, his moves were much more glorious than Feng Jue’s, and each move were to the point and beautiful.
Later on Qi Yuan also came across Mu Lin, without a doubt she also lost, it wasn’t that she went easy on him, but that Mu Lin was stronger.
While Feng Jue came across Zhu Feng.
Through the victories from before, Zhu Feng also became serious, unfortunately he still lost.
Before Zhu Feng got off the stage, he patted his shoulder, “Junior brother, good luck.”
The time went by really fast, it actually became night time, the night was shrouded, torches were set up to allow people to continue to watch.
While at this time there were only two people left of the competition, it was actually Mu Lin and Feng Jue.
One was the original outstandingly talented genius, while the other was the one that was almost kicked out for being a trash.
They never expected that they would see them on stage competing against each other.
Elder Tian announced with a poker face, “Begin!”
Feng Jue started off on defense, after understanding Mu Lin’s attack patterns, he started to go on offense, but unexpectedly the usually precise judgment was off, he wasn’t able to touch Mu Lin at all, at the same time Mu Lin wasn’t able to injure him either.
“I actually didn’t expect that you would be able to fight me for the first place.”
Feng Jue wielded the sword as his mouth spoke of spells that landed on his sword. Charging at Mu Lin once again.
The two fought closely, the people below the stage also watched with much interest, it was as if the matches before were all playing house, this was what you would call a match.
Feng Jue’s characteristic seemed to be that the longer the match went on the more of an advantage he was in, in the following match he was actually able to closely come in contact with Mu Lin.
Qi Yuan saw that Mu Lin wasn’t making any progress, she started to become impatient inside, taking the time that the crowd below was exclaiming, she silently gestured her hand and sent out a spell, as the judge Elder Tian pretended not to see.
When Feng Jue’s spiritual sword was about to injure Mu Lin, suddenly his feet staggered, Mu Lin’s spiritual sword pierced his chest, if he were to be any slower it would have injured his heart.
Mu Lin furrowed his brows, just now, he should have almost lost.
The Qi and blood were unable to properly circulate, Feng Jue spat out a mouthful of blood.
The crowd was also startled by the suddenly change in situation, it turned out that Feng Jue lost, the first place is Mu Lin.
Placing second, Feng Jue stared hard at the ground, the sound of others congratulation Mu Lin entered his ears, he lost, he lost.
The crowd that that he was just not happy that he was second, thus he didn’t move for so long, but only he and Mu Lin knew, he lost the right to be Ling Qingxuan’s disciple.
Zhu Feng pulled him to the side, wanting to help him tend to his wound, the him right now was like a dilapidated ruin, it seems that with just a straw, he would collapse.
As the winner Mu Lin was allowed to ask the sect master and his master for a favor, the runnerup Fen Jue was allowed to ask his master for a favor.
The crowd all wanted to know what Mu Lin wanted, only to see him kneel down towards Elder Tian, “Master’s grace, I will return in the next life, this disciple wasn’t to break off our master disciple relationship.”
Elder Tian didn’t explode in anger as one would expect, he just calmly accepted.
The crowd chatter in disbelief, the voices become louder and louder, no one knew what Mu Lin was thinking.
Then Mu Lin went in front of the sect master, the reward he asked for was, “This disciple wants to become Elder Ling’s closed door disciple.”
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