Chapter 187: The preliminary round of the competition is in progress
"Damn, I made you think Liu Qi Qi could be a finalist!"
"Cao Nima, even you think that stupid Qu Gao can be shortlisted. Why can't your grandfather and I support Senior Brother Liu?"
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Noisy sounds came, and a group of people surrounded the boss in front of the two. In the crowd, four or five young men in their twenties were fighting.
Fortunately, everyone was relatively restrained. Although their magic power fluctuated a bit, no one released their spells. They only used their physical bodies to fight with bare arms, just like ordinary warriors.
While several people were wrestling together, each of them was still cursing.
"There seem to be a lot of fights these days?" Wang Zijia looked at this scene, which was already the fourth time he had seen it in these days.
Hearing this, An Xingsheng smiled and shook his head, saying: "Senior brother, I have seen very few of them. More than four times, the entire Fu Tower has been fighting almost every day these days. Mainly because of the big competition that takes place every ten years. The qualifying round has come to an end and we are about to enter the official promotion round, so everyone is a little excited.”
When Wang Zijia heard this, he suddenly realized that within the Wanyu Sect's outer sect, for the outer sect disciples, the outer sect competition held once every ten years and the entire sect's Tao discussion held once a century were simply more eye-catching than the World Cup in the previous life.
Especially the great competition held once every ten years is a grand gathering for many low-level disciples.
Except for the fact that after breaking out of the siege, he became famous and his circumstances changed drastically. There are also people who open handicaps for gambling and various speculations.
So it involves disputes such as fame, profit, money, etc. It is not surprising that such a thing happens.
Let alone a world like that in the previous life, where fans of both teams could get into fights, and people who gambled on sports could even get into group fights.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, you bastards, it's going to be endless every day, isn't it!" At this time, a team of law enforcement teams rushed over and punched and kicked several fighting brothers.
The disciples who were fighting so fiercely just a moment ago that their faces turned red immediately immediately protected their heads and begged for mercy.
"It's great to be young!" Wang Zijia sighed, shook his head, ignored it, and walked towards the teaching hall.
Hearing this, An Xingsheng glanced at Wang Zijia subconsciously.
Although the lines on the angular young face are strong and very masculine, the tenderness of his age is clearly visible.
Seeing the old-fashioned expression on such a handsome face like Wang Zijia, An Xingsheng's mouth twitched several times. Fortunately, he was well trained and didn't show any expression in the end.
"Senior brother, as a sect Taoist, why don't you sign up and give it a try?" An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia and asked: "I heard that Taoists can directly enter the finals. If you sign up, you will get a reward. The sect has been in the last three At least half of the hundred Taoists participated."
"Forget it, let them young people fight for this little kid's house thing!" Wang Zijia subconsciously sensed his Taoji, which was completed in more than ten days, and smiled. He shook his head and said: "I am... old!!!"
An Xingsheng: "······"
The corner of An Xingsheng's mouth twitched for a moment, and he immediately changed the subject and said, "I don't know what the reward will be for the leader of this year's competition."
"Who knows, it's probably still the same as the third one, magic weapons, secret techniques, and spiritual objects." Wang Zijia said as such.
"Not necessarily. I heard that this year there seems to be an instruction from the elders of the Presbytery. Maybe the leader will be rewarded heavily?" An Xingsheng said with some gossip.
"Most of this kind of gossip is just rumors." Wang Zijia replied nonchalantly.
"No, senior brother, do you know the first sect of the sect?" An Xingsheng suddenly became interested and looked at Wang Zijia and asked.
"Leng Wenrui?" Wang Zijia asked tentatively in a questioning tone.
"No, no, no, everyone thinks he is a little less talented, and he is already twenty-seven, so he is a bit old." An Xingsheng shook his head, looked at Wang Zijia, with a different kind of light in his eyes, and said: "More and more, just like you, senior brother, you are no longer a weakling. You are only eighteen years old, and you are already ready to break through the sacrificial wine."
"Yue Lai? The contemporary direct grandson of the Yue family? I remember that he is not very famous." Wang Zijia frowned and said, regarding the sect's Taoism, these days are within the scope of his knowledge, so he knows a little.
"Well, that's him. He suddenly appeared in the past few days and announced in a high-profile manner that he would win the championship. I heard that Elder Yue of the inner sect had a lot of connections for this and deliberately set a high reward for this year's competition!" An Xingsheng said excitedly , eyes sparkling.
Okay, I didn't realize it before, but this guy turns out to be a super gossipy person. It's in vain that he thought the other party was quite stable.
"Before the promotion competition, the rewards will probably be announced. It should only happen in the past few days. You can see if it is true then!" Wang Zijia shook his head, not showing much interest in this, and said rather casually .
While the two were talking, they had already entered the teaching hall, and Wang Zijia began his daily teaching routine.
The whole morning passed quietly.
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"Boom!"
In the afternoon, there was a knock on Wang Zijia's door while he was fishing for amulets.
The movements in Wang Zijia's hands did not stop, and as the pen moved, the flashing runes continued to overlap and overlap, and finally gathered into an exquisite second-grade talisman.
"Come in!" Wang Zijia greeted as he put away the enhanced lava fireball talisman he had just made.
An Xingsheng walked in with an old man and a young man.
For some reason, An Xingsheng, who rarely showed emotions, looked a little stiff and unnatural at the moment, which caught Wang Zijia's attention.
Without waiting for Wang Zijia to ask, An Xingsheng introduced: "Brother Wang, this is Uncle Sha Heng, our old gold medal second-grade instructor in Fulou."
Wang Zijia looked at the old man after hearing this.
He looked to be in his fifties, with a kind smile on his face, somewhat amiable and friendly. Next to him was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, well-behaved and somewhat quiet.
Sha Heng, one of the contemporary core figures of the Sha family, has the cultivation of the late Jijiu, and has served as the second-grade gold medal instructor in Fulou for nearly a hundred years, with a wide network of contacts.
The Bai family, the Shan family, and the Sha family are the core families of the Qi Fu vein. As the descendant of the former founder of the vein, the Sha family has a very strong foundation.
Even if the current contemporary vein master is surnamed Bai instead of Sha, the two families have been married for countless years, so this has little impact. And Sha Heng, as the gold medal of Fulou, his status can be imagined.
The other party's basic information flashed through his mind, and Wang Zijia hurriedly stood up to greet him, saying with enthusiasm and respect: "Uncle Sha, if you have anything to say, just call me. How can I trouble you to come here in person! If this gets out, outsiders will think that I have become arrogant after entering the building!"