"I'm here."
Nangong Sen was not far away from the main hall. He crossed his arms and watched the others spar calmly.
As the second strongest existence in the Ten Sects Grand Tournament, very few people came to spar with him, unless they were courting death and came looking for trouble.
Of course, if he met some guys who were pleasing to the eye, Nangong Sen did not mind giving them pointers so as to gain their favor and admiration, especially those female disciples.
After hearing Qian Baiyu's shouts, he immediately responded and walked up slowly to stand respectfully behind Qian Baiyu. He cupped his fists and lowered his head slightly, looking like he was waiting for orders.
From time to time, he would glance at Xiao Yang from the corner of his eye.
'Xiao Yang has been very active recently.'
He had been watching Xiao Yang's spars most of the time. This guy had actually defeated Lin Qing, Lin Jinyu, Li Baldy, Zhao Houtu, and the other elites of the Ten Sects. His cultivation was quite impressive.
Nangong Sen did not dare to underestimate him at all.
This time, it was most likely the Sect Leader who sent him out to spar with Xiao Yang.
To put it nicely, it was a spar. To put it bluntly, it was a martial arts competition to determine the winner.
Of course, the winner would be honored, and the sect would also be blessed with a bit of happiness.
The loser would inevitably lose face and the sect would lose face too.
Qian Baiyu was very satisfied with his disciple.
He turned around and glanced at Nangong Sen before saying calmly, "Nangong Sen, Qing Yun Sect has an outstanding disciple. Go and spar with Xiao Yang. Remember, it's just a spar and there's no need to fight to the death. Don't work so hard. It's just a symbolic exchange of pointers."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Nangong Sen hurriedly agreed and then raised his head to look at Xiao Yang calmly.
He looked at Xiao Yang indifferently and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Yang, please give me your guidance."
After saying that, he took out a quasi-Heaven-grade Dharma treasure and placed it on the table.
In this day and age, exchanging pointers was all about status and wealth.
As for the weak, the amount of money they had was very pitiful.
For a top prodigy like Nangong Sen, it was only natural that he would bet a Quasi-Heaven rank Dharma treasure right from the start.
Only in this way could he better reflect his lofty status.
As Nangong Sen took out this Quasi Heaven Grade Magic Treasure, many spectators couldn't help but burst into an uproar. Their eyes revealed envy, and their faces were filled with worship.
The worship of the strong was very normal in this world of cultivation.
Xiao Yang nodded and revealed a faint smile. He said calmly, "Senior Brother Nangong Sen, please advise me."
Then, he didn't take out any magic treasures from his storage ring.
Although he had many magic treasures, he did not intend to use them as a wager.
Nangong Sen frowned and looked at Xiao Yang in confusion. He didn't know what Xiao Yang wanted to do.
He thought to himself, "Could it be that Xiao Yang can't even take out a decent magic weapon?" "That's too embarrassing."
Xiao Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all. He looked at Pang Qing Yun.
When he and Pang Qing Yun came to the celebration banquet, they had already agreed that Xiao Yang could participate in the exchange of pointers as much as he wanted. As for the magic treasures, elixirs, and other things, he would be responsible for all of them.
Pang Qing Yun noticed Xiao Yang's gaze and smiled awkwardly. "As usual, Xiao Yang's disciple left many good treasures with me. I'll take them out for him now."
In fact, Xiao Yang didn't leave any magic treasures with him at all.
He said this because he wanted to save some face for Xiao Yang.
Of course, the others wouldn't be stupid enough to expose him. They also smiled along.
Anyway, as long as there was a wager, it didn't matter where you came from.
Pang Qing Yun took out a quasi-Heaven-level magic treasure and placed it on the table. Then, he asked Xiao Yang in a low voice, "Xiao Yang, are you confident this time? You won a lot of magic treasures just now, but they are all low-level goods. If you are not confident, I won't be the banker, so as not to lose even the underwear. "
Xiao Yang was a little amused. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he said calmly, "Don't worry. If I want to win, I will win thoroughly. However, after this celebration banquet, it is very likely that my identity will be exposed. At that time, the Qing Yun Sect can't be afraid of trouble. Otherwise, I, Xiao Yang, won't be easy to talk to."
One had to know that when Pang Qingyun took Xiao Yang into the Azurecloud Sect, he had once made a promise.
It was also because of this that Xiao Yang and Old Man Qing Tong were willing to join the Qing Yun Sect.
If Pang Qing Yun kicked him to the curb after he had outlived his usefulness, Xiao Yang would definitely not let him go.
Pang Qing Yun said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will protect your matter. Even if I have to sacrifice the entire Qing Yun Sect, I will definitely protect you."
Xiao Yang nodded slightly.
Then, he walked to the sparring area.
Nangong Sen, who was behind him, also followed slowly. The battle intent on his body gradually condensed, and his aura rose steadily.
Everyone in the hall was attracted by the sparring between Nangong Sen and Xiao Yang.
One had to know that it was not common to see the sparring between top experts like this.
It would only appear in large-scale high-level competitions like the Ten Sects Grand Competition.
Originally, this would not happen at this celebration banquet. In the past, there would only be some unremarkable disciples sparring with each other.
This time, because Xiao Yang, the dark horse, had appeared out of nowhere, the sparring level of the celebration banquet had increased.
Even the genius who was ranked second in the Ten Sects had stepped forward.
Many of the onlookers were also eager to have a go, and their eyes were full of anticipation.
"Who do you think will win between the two of them?"
"It's hard to say. After all, Senior Brother Nangong Sen is the genius who is ranked second in the Ten Sects. His strength is not to be underestimated."
"And Senior Brother Xiao Yang is even more extraordinary. He went from being in the fifth place to being on par with Senior Brother Nangong Sen. It's hard to say, hard to say."
As these people discussed animatedly.
Pang Qing Yun, Chen Qin, Qian Baiyu, and the other Ten Sect Masters also began a new round of betting.
Pang Qing Yun was the first to speak. "Ahem, well, let's not bet big. Let's bet small."
After all, Heaven-level Dharma treasures were very rare these days.
If each sect bet a Heaven-level Dharma treasure, then Pang Qing Yun would not be able to make up the number even if he sold himself.
Of course, these Sect Masters also cherished their Heaven-level Dharma treasures, so they would not easily bet with their Heaven-level Dharma treasures. They were not high-level alchemists like Pang Qing Yun. Once they lost their Heaven-level Dharma treasures, they could only cry.
After all, Xiao Yang and Nangong Sen were now evenly matched.
It was unknown who had the greater chance of winning.
Qian Baiyu said with a smile, "Brother Qing Yun, you're taking it for granted. Not only did you pick up such a good disciple, but you also won so much of our belongings. If we don't make you vomit blood, we'll let you down."
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