"..." Everyone fell silent.
Miao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Manor Head, please don't make fun of me. The entire East Arrival Cave is only so big. If there's anything you like, just tell me and I'll bring it over immediately."
Yang Qing nodded slightly, "I think the robe you're wearing is not bad. If you're willing to part with it, I'll allow you to withdraw from this competition."
"Sigh …" Miao Yi thought to himself, 'I thought it was something serious.'
Without another word, he unbuckled his cloak and handed it to Qing Ju.
Qing Ju passed it to Qing Mei who was sitting on her dragon steed. Qing Mei steered her dragon steed closer to Yang Qing and shook off the cloak. Tilting her body, she personally wrapped it around Yang Qing's shoulders.
"It fits quite well." Yang Qing adjusted his shoulders and flicked his hand at Miao Yi, "You may withdraw!"
Miao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran away.
Everyone looked at each other. They could tell that the Manor Head didn't just admire this brat! How could the Manor Head of South Edict Manor lack a robe? He didn't treat that brat as an outsider!
The two old men from the School of Blue Jade looked at each other and nodded slightly, secretly communicating with each other through sound transmission.
"Looks like Wang Zifa and the others did the right thing. This brat is so admired by Yang Qing. If we can win him over to our side, we might be able to deal a fatal blow to Yang Qing one day!"
"That's right. This matter is very promising! Looks like our School of Blue Jade will have to spend more effort on this brat … "
Xiong Xiao's eyes flickered as he stared at Miao Yi's departing figure. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered inwardly. This brat actually managed to avoid a calamity.
Even though this kind of competition for good luck stipulated that only victory and defeat could be determined and no killing was allowed, he had previously arranged for his two subordinates, Cave Masters Fan Renfang and Fang Ziyu, to kill Miao Yi, so that they could think of a way to be in the same group as Miao Yi.
Once they 'accidentally' killed Miao Yi, they could use the excuse that they didn't expect Miao Yi's cultivation to be so low. They were dealing with Miao Yi with the same amount of force as a White Lotus Third Grade cultivator. The reason was naturally because of Miao Yi's previous battle record.
When the time came, it was too late. No matter how much Yang Qing admired Miao Yi, Xiong Xiao would speak a few words for his subordinates, and plead for mercy.. Yang Qing couldn't do anything for a low-level cultivator who was already dead.
Who would have thought that this brat was not afraid of losing face and voluntarily withdrew from the competition!
Xiong Xiao pursed his lips. He had already promised to give Chun Xue an explanation, but as the Mountain Lord, he couldn't even deal with such a low-level cultivator. What would his personal maidservant think of him? Where was his prestige? Where was the dignity of a man?
After the incident at the Mystic Arts Temple, Xiong Xiao had originally wanted to continue killing Miao Yi. However, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, it wasn't convenient for him to deal with the two matters at the same time. Thus, he decided to temporarily hold back.
This time! He would never allow Miao Yi to return to East Arrival Cave alive!
The snowy plains at the foot of the mountain were already prepared. Close to a hundred Cave Masters rode their dragon steeds down.
Regardless of whether the group of Cave Masters had the strength or not, under the observation of their own Mountain Chieftain and Manor Head Yang Qing, each and every one of them appeared to be very courageous. They challenged each other, called out names, and challenged each other. Each voice was louder than the last.
In the end, all of them were separated into pairs and scattered to different regions.
Following Yang Qing's nod, the Cave Masters from various regions who were eyeing them covetously immediately charged forward and began killing each other. The scene was exceptionally spectacular. Mud and snow swirled in the air as they fought back and forth.
"Tsk tsk! Wonderful! " Sitting on his dragon steed, Miao Yi observed the situation and deeply felt the difference in cultivation between himself and the various Cave Masters. Fortunately, he withdrew in time. Otherwise, he would definitely have been flipped over by a single blow. The feeling of being humiliated in public was not a good feeling.
Watching from the side, Zheng Jinlong curiously asked, "Cave Master, why didn't you go up?"
This place was far away, so he didn't know that the Cave Master had voluntarily withdrawn, and even embarrassed himself once.
"..." Of all things, he really touched on a sore spot. Miao Yi expressionlessly said, "Don't you understand what it means to know your own limits?"
"Cave Master's cultivation …" Wang Zifa secretly transmitted his voice to Zheng Jinlong, and gave him a look.
Zheng Jinlong immediately understood that he had misspoken, and quickly shut his mouth.
After the fierce battle below, the pristine white snowy plains had already been ruined beyond recognition.
After the first round of killing was decided, the losers withdrew, and the victors once again challenged each other to a battle, and continued to fight in pairs to determine who was superior.
Among the Mountain Chieftains present, some had smiles on their faces, while others had slightly darkened expressions.
Yang Qing, on the other hand, nodded slightly. He could see that some of them had decent strength, and could be put to good use if the opportunity arose.
Watching the show, Miao Yi naturally felt no pressure, and watched with a face full of excitement.
Dragon steeds galloped, galloping like thunder. The battle was extremely intense. In a competition where there was no danger to their lives, everyone knew that whether they could show their faces or not would depend on today.
After the third round of competition, many Mountain Chieftains' faces had already darkened.
After the fifth round of competition, most of the Mountain Chieftains' expressions had already become dull, because most of their subordinates had been eliminated.
Qin Weiwei's face had a slight smile, as two of her subordinates had actually made it into the top six.
However, she also understood that these two subordinates were originally people that Yang Qing had specially transferred to support with her in mind. Their strength was not weak among the various Cave Masters to begin with.
When the sixth round of competition came, all of them were the strongest of their respective Cave Masters. Of the two subordinates under Qin Weiwei, one was defeated, while the other entered the top three, and had the opportunity to enter the final round to fight for first place.
Of those who entered the top three, the other one was Xiong Xiao's subordinate. It was clear that Xiong Xiao's ability to take over Mount Shaotai was not without reason. The other one was a disciple from the School of Blue Jade.
The three of them fought together in a chaotic battle. It was faintly discernible that Xiong Xiao's subordinate and Qin Weiwei's subordinate were working together to suppress the School of Blue Jade disciple.
Yang Qing frowned slightly. He didn't want to see something so obvious. He slightly tilted his head and shot a glance at the School of Blue Jade's coordinating elder stationed in South Edict Manor. In the end, he realized that the other party didn't have any reaction at all, and was abnormally calm.
Yang Qing faintly felt that something was wrong!
The situation at the scene attracted everyone's attention. Now, it was no longer a question of who would be able to compete for first place, but whether Yang Qing or the School of Blue Jade would win.
Seeing that the School of Blue Jade disciple was about to be beaten to a pulp by the other two, who knew that he would suddenly roar at the crucial moment, "Dismount!"
The long halberd in his hand instantly glowed with a faint blue light, and slashed apart a large piece of land that rolled up and covered his head.
Boom! Mud and snow exploded in all directions. That person and his dragon steed leapt into the air and broke through the obstruction, brandishing the halberd in mid-air.
The two people who had joined hands and crossed their spears to clamp down on the other's halberd. Immediately, they spat out a mouthful of blood, and were sent flying backwards from their dragon steeds, rolling as they landed on the ground!
That School of Blue Jade disciple stopped in the middle of the field, raised the long halberd in his hand, and declared himself the final victor. Finally, he pointed to the two people who were slowly crawling up from the ground, and shouted, "Thank you for letting me win!"
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