Lin Zhuo slumped lazily in his chair, staring at the water mirror in the hall with boredom.
Presented on the water mirror were the cultivators who were taking part in the selection.
The content of the selection is nothing more than that: testing talent, fighting spirit beasts, accumulating points, and finally participating in the ring competition to select the top ten winners.
Lin Zhuo curled his lips. It was the same old routine. It took such a long time and he could only sit here bored.
Meanwhile, other elders and venerables in the sect were having a heated discussion about this year's contestants.
One moment he heard that this young friend wielded the sword very well; the next moment he heard that that young friend practiced the formation very well; this young friend was very talented... Lin Zhuo's ears were almost callused from hearing all these voices.
The elders seemed to have chosen their favorite candidates, and Cang Yunze, who was sitting next to Lin Zhuo, was very interested in Su Ziqi and had great confidence in him.
"Junior brother, do you think the two people we met last time can win?" After all, he was the one who gave the pass token, so don't slap him in the face.
"Probably." Lin Zhuo comforted him verbally but rolled his eyes in his heart. As long as Su Ziqi participated in this competition, who else would be the first except him!
"Ahem!" Their master, Venerable Taixu, coughed twice, signaling them to stop chatting and to speak in a lower voice.
Hearing the master's voice, Lin Zhuo silently sat up straight, and at the same time he was wondering: Am I too skilled? Shouldn't I have a conditioned reflex?
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Su Ziqi, who was being thought of by the two men, was standing at the edge of the ring, anxiously waiting for the match to begin.
He must become number one so that the Master can see him!
Su Ziqi firmly believed that Lin Zhuo's ignoring him in the secret realm last time was an accident. It was very likely because he was not strong enough and therefore did not arouse his interest.
However, Lu Mian, who was standing behind him, felt more and more annoyed with Su Ziqi.
Lu Mian's previous feelings of gratitude and admiration for Su Ziqi were gradually eliminated by suspicion.
Lu Mian could understand Su Ziqi's yearning for being strong, and he could also understand his dream of becoming Master Haiqing's apprentice, but he could not understand why Su Ziqi stalked or even schemed against others.
To this day, Su Ziqi has not explained to him the purpose of going to the Mist Flower Secret Realm, nor has he mentioned how he was so sure that Venerable Haiqing would definitely go to the secret realm.
Lu Mian guessed that Su Ziqi might have used some dishonorable means to obtain this information, and he looked down upon him even more.
After that, Lu Mian not only became wary of Su Ziqi, he sometimes even wondered whether saving him from the monster's mouth was also part of Su Ziqi's plan.
This thought made Lu Mian feel cold all over.
Now, because they have the tokens given by Cang Yunze, they only need to wait in the arena for others who have passed the previous tests. This gives Lu Mian time to observe Su Ziqi carefully.
In the past, he was blinded by gratitude and had great trust in Su Ziqi, so he did not find anything strange about the other party. However, after the trip to the Mist Flower Secret Realm, he felt as if the clouds had cleared and the moon had appeared.
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