C52 (1/2)

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

On the mountain peak, a young man in a black robe was lying quietly on the grass. His eyes were closed and his face was serene without any signs of emotion. However, his eyebrows were knitted tightly together, revealing traces of fatigue.

After a long time, his quiet body suddenly rose into the air with both hands patting the ground. His black robe shone with a dazzling light under the sunlight, especially the longsword embroidered with golden threads on his chest.

After standing on the ground to rest for a while, the black-robed youth suddenly opened his eyes. His deep eyes shined with a peculiar and resolute light as he muttered to himself, ”Regardless of whether it is a dragon's lagoon or a tiger's cave, I will still attempt to break through.”

Just as he finished speaking, the black robed figure strode out like a meteor, heading down the mountain.

But at the peak of the Phecda Peak, there was an empty martial arts practice field filled with shadows of people. One could only see that they were discussing something with each other.

Among them, the scarlet red clothed Crimson Spirit Child was particularly eye-catching. Many of the youths had turned to look, but upon seeing the fierce gaze of Yi Ling Zi beside her, they all obediently retracted their perverted gazes.

However, some of the newly accepted Mount Shu disciples did not seem to be afraid of Yi Ling Zi's gaze at all. They stared at the red figure with wide eyes. However, when they heard about Yi Ling Zi's identity, all of them obediently turned their heads to look at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.

After a while, a white-haired old man walked out from the martial ring. Next to him were several other old men with white beards, followed by nine middle-aged men. The second from the right was Yi Lingzi's father, Chu Feng's master.

Before long, the white-haired old man standing in the center of the Martial Stage, the peak master of the peak, said in a low voice, ”Today is the annual newcomer competition. Our peak has achieved a good result in the last year. I hope you will not disappoint this old man.”

As he spoke, he swept his gaze across the Mount Shu disciples who were standing not far away.

Those juniors did not dare to look directly at those sharp eyes. However, the eyes of the Phecda Peak Master finally stopped at the black-robed youth. After looking for a moment, he smoothed his beard and his eyes flashed to the side.

As for the black-cloaked young man, Chu Feng's gaze did not move away from the white-haired old man in the slightest.

After the powerful voice faded from the martial stage, that Xun Ji peak took the lead and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, its body appeared on the viewing platform atop the cliff.

The few elders beside him also soared into the sky and similarly landed on the grandstand.

The middle-aged man walked up to each of the disciples and silently waited for the start of the new disciple's assembly.

After a long time, the crowd quietened down. All of their gazes were focused on the old man in the center of the spectator stand, waiting for him to speak.

Above the grandstand, the peak master of Phecda Peak saw the hopeful expressions of the people below. He smiled and said, ”This year's newcomer competition has top three rankers, almost all of them have become my honorary disciples.”