Start of the competition

" Haarrggh, finally the day to stretch my muscles has arrived." Yang Chen yawned as he woke up from bed. He did not treat the sect competition seriously, after all he believed he could probably solo all the disciples and even some elders of the sect.

He woke up to see Su Mu and Mo Ling meditating on the floor . As a teacher he was really impressed by how much Mo Ling had improved.

" Crack,crack,.....Uughh" Su Mu was the first to wake up. He immediately stood up and stretched his back lazily and groaned.

" It seems someone had a great night." He scoffed as he looked at Yang Chen who was busily doing stretches . " Wanna eat noodles this morning?" He asked Yang Chen and immediately rushed to the kitchen.

" Yeah make loads of them." Yang Chen happily smiled and replied.

After taking a light bath, they both sat down to eat.

" Oi seems you're up already, here have a seat. " Mo Ling woke up a few moments later and was stupefied seeing them eat so much.

" How can you guys be so relaxed when there is a competition today?" He asked as he sat and proceeded to eat.

" So what if it's a competition? If it wasn't compulsory, I would've been enjoying my sleep." Su Mu answered while slurping a large amount of noodles.

" Haaaarggh why did I even bother?" Mo Ling sighed and continued eating his food. Su Mu was extremely lazy and he had even realized that Yang Chen was somehow starting to become lazy as well.

" Ding!!" " Ding!!" A loud bell suddenly rung, reverberating throughout the sect.

" It's time." Mo Ling smiled excitedly as he immediately got ready, while Yang Chen and Su Mu looked at each other and sighed.

After an hour of protesting from Mo Ling, they finally decided to show up, as the three easily teleported to the fighting arena.

" Shit we're late." Mo Ling muttered and immediately run to join other disciples, while Yang Chen and Su Mu followed behind.

There were five fighting arenas being used. All the inner disciples were divided into 5 groups, with every group having at least two disciples from the top 10 inner disciples.

The whole place was encompassed with both inner and outer disciples. Yang Chen spotted the core disciples sitting at a section. He even saw Min Lang waving at him and cheering him on to which he face palmed.

Most of the elders were in fact seated including the sect master. On the other side of the plaza, Yang Chen saw a few unfamiliar faces, however he saw that they were disciples of other sects, and immediately lost interest after not finding anyone special.

Soon the Yang Chen trio moved to a designated area, where they picked up balloted papers for their arenas.

Yang Chen picked arena 1 , Su Mu picked 3 and Mo Ling picked 4, after which they headed to their seats.

" Hey isn't that the spiky haired devil, Yang Chen? He's here to participate in this competition? Hehehe do you think he can fight against the three kings?" One disciple immediately recognized Yang Chen and alerted his friends.

" I don't think he's that strong, besides all the three kings have advanced their realms. For the generals, I think Yang Chen would win, however for the kings, I don't think so." Another disciple also muttered, before a round of heated discussion started.

" Silence!!! I welcome everyone to this great event. Without further dabble, let the competition begin . First match Lin Aojue vs Fang Qintan, Arena 1. Second match Wang Chung vs Mi Song , Arena 2 .....

All disciples mentioned should walk to their respective arenas." The Grand elder took the podium and began to call out the fighters.

After everyone took their arenas, the fight immediately began.