Another ten days had passed since the last forceful advancement. During these ten days of transition, all the disciples had familiarized themselves, practiced, and consolidated their current realm like crazy. Unfortunately, the training time was still too short, and more than ninety percent of the disciples had not fully adapted to the current situation.
There were even more than a dozen of them who had not even learned the cultivation methods, sword forms, and footwork that had been taught.
This situation had nothing to do with personal effort, but more to do with personal aptitude, talent, and comprehension. This was all natural. Even if it was forced by external forces, it would still take a considerable amount of time. What the Residence of Nine Supremes lacked now was buffer time!
Time, oh, time!
In view of this situation, Yun Yang could only sigh helplessly and feel exhausted.
He could snatch everything, but he could not snatch time.
In the current situation of the Residence of Nine Supremes, the cultivation base of the higher-ups was sufficient.
However, the Battle of the Celestial Luck Banner could not be won with sufficient cultivation base. At least, it was not enough to fulfill Yun Yang's vision!
The cultivation base of the disciples was far from enough to participate in the battle.
There were only five months and eight days left.
Facing an opponent that was at least a Superior Supreme, or even a Second or Third Level Venerable, how would he be able to fight and not lose?
It would be best if they could not be injured or killed. This was not just a problem, it was an unsolvable problem!
Five months and eight days!
Not five years, not fifty years!
Shi Wuchen and Luo Dajiang watched the disciples enter the arena, their brows furrowed. After a long time, Shi Wuchen and Luo Dajiang exchanged a look.
Shi Wuchen walked to Yun Yang's side.
"Boss, I'm afraid we can't go on like this. I've thought about it for a long time. Why don't we let the brothers take these little fellows out to gain some experience after this competition? "
Shi Wuchen said in a low voice.
Yun Yang turned his head and shot a cold gaze at him. "Shi Wuchen, what are you planning?"
"It's always good to do some missions," Shi Wuchen said. "We don't do high-end missions, it's really just training …"
Yun Yang glared at him and said in a low voice, "Shi Wuchen, these are all your disciples, our disciples. The Residence of Nine Supremes has just taken them in."
Shi Wuchen coughed and said, "Didn't I say that I wouldn't take on those dangerous missions? Besides, we'll be watching over you from the shadows, so you'll be fine. Besides … if they don't experience it, they won't know what Jianghu is at all … Even if accidents do happen, it's better for it to happen now than later. "
Yun Yang was silent for a long time.
Logic told him that Shi Wuchen's method was correct and correct. This was the best choice for these children.
However, his feelings told him that doing this was exceptionally cruel. After this experience, it was enough to destroy these children's original worldview.
Moreover, as long as he went out, he would definitely die!
It was certain that there would be casualties!
If they didn't die, how could they achieve their goal of alerting everyone? Even if the mission went smoothly, there would definitely be casualties! Only the blood of oneself and the people around him could truly make a martial artist vigilant, engrave it in their hearts, and never forget it!
The enemy's corpse did not leave such a deep impression.
At the very least, to this group of children who had just stepped onto the path of martial cultivation, it was hard to engrave it in their minds …
"Alright!"
Yun Yang finally agreed, but his expression grew darker.
Shi Wuchen's expression was somber as well. "There's no other way. It's the only thing we can do now."
Yun Yang sucked in a breath and said, "I understand. Before the Celestial Luck Banner contest, there will be a bloody battle. All the rogue sects who have defeated ten other sects and obtained the qualification to challenge will have to fight again. That time, it will also be a battle of life and death, a battle of life and death that the Residence of Nine Supremes must face. "
"When that time comes, I'm afraid the casualties will be unprecedented and unavoidable."
"Instead of waiting until then to face the problem of life and death, I'd rather face it earlier!"
"If we can't be vigilant earlier, when that time comes, it won't just be the ordinary disciples who will die, but the elite disciples of the sect."
"You're right, boss," Shi Wuchen said.
Yun Yang said, "However, before we go out, we have to explain everything clearly to every disciple. We can't let people die for the sake of the dead. Each of them is more worldly than ordinary children. It's naturally better if they understand it themselves! "
"Of course."
Yun Yang nodded solemnly and sighed softly.
He had just pulled them back from the brink of death, and now he had to send some of them back?
Why did this enlightenment of his at this moment hurt so much?
…
This was the first time the Residence of Nine Supremes gathered all its disciples after the selection of disciples, and it was also the first time the Residence of Nine Supremes held a competition.
The sect competition was a battle, a competition!
The disciples of the nine peaks looked at their brothers and sisters opposite them, their eyes burning with a strong fighting spirit!
The path of martial arts!
Those who were strong came first!
Those who were strong came first!
Everyone knew that the deeper meaning of the sect competition this time was to determine the top ten disciples of the sect.
In other words, this competition was the key to determining the fate of the Residence of Nine Supremes in the next few years.
It was the divergence of the path of cultivation!
What was more, the ranking of the nine peaks of the Residence of Nine Supremes in the future would be decided through this battle.
After the top ten disciples, it would be the battle between the disciples of the nine peaks of the same level.
The time limit was one day and one night.
…
Although it was a short story, the top three disciples of each peak were soon decided.
The eight of them, as well as Ping Xiaoyi and Guo Nuanyang who were here to act as judges, subconsciously clamped their mouths shut when they saw Yun Yang's disciple. It was an act of suppressing their laughter.
The top three disciples of the other peaks were at least young men.
However, the top three on Yun Yang's side … cough, the oldest was nine years old and a little girl …
The second was eight and a half years old, a little girl; the third was eight and a half years old, a little boy, the only male disciple.
The top three disciples of the other peaks had the highest cultivation base in the realm of Heaven Mystic, while the weaker ones had the cultivation base of Earth Mystic.
Their standards were similar, except for Yun Yang, who was the leader's disciple, whose cultivation base was the strongest was only Jade Mystic. He had only just broken through to this realm.
Yun Yang's expression was calm, but his heart was filled with helplessness and a splitting headache.
F * ck …
He was definitely going to be embarrassed this time.
Yun Yang knew very well that he, the leader's peak, the top peak of the Residence of Nine Supremes, was going to be embarrassed, at least for a period of time.
Looking at Yun Yang's murderous gaze darting around, Qian Duoduo hid behind Shi Bujia and slowly retreated. With great difficulty, he retreated to the door and turned to flee.
Little Fatty was certain that as long as he, the culprit, dared to enter, the sect leader would definitely beat him, the majordomo, up in front of all the disciples!
In the field.
The disciples had already begun to fight.
Yun Yang watched with a grim expression, his pretense of nonchalance gone.
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