Chapter 141 Dignity

After registering at the registration office, Li Chuyi and Xiaoyu found a place to wait on the sidelines.

Thinking of the horrified look in the eyes of the deacon at the registration office when he looked at his token, Li Chuyi couldn't help but feel guilty.

I was just thinking about expressing my feelings and forgot about the identity token.

Disciples of Taixu Palace need to show their identity tokens to participate in any activities. His token is a white jade token given by Baijie Taoist. Only a few ancestors of Taixu Palace or the guests of the ancestors can wear it. Seeing the token is like seeing the ancestor himself. Therefore, as soon as the token was taken out, the deacon in charge of registration almost cried out in surprise.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu next to him was well prepared. She flashed her own token in front of the deacon without saying anything, but looked down on the deacon with a threatening look, which made the deacon swallow his shouting back. After verifying the authenticity of the token, he completed the procedures for Li Chuyi with a strange look.

Feeling the strange gaze of the steward from time to time, Li Chuyi asked with some guilt: "Girl, the steward won't say anything, right?"

"Don't worry, he won't. Your token is real, and he knows who I am. After my warning, he won't say anything. I, Lu Shiyu, still have some reputation in Taixu Palace!" Xiaoyu was full of pride.

Li Chuyi pouted secretly.

Reputation? Bad reputation!

With Xiaoyu's guarantee, Li Chuyi was relieved and focused on watching the disciples fighting on the stage.

The martial arts field, which was not small to begin with, was now divided into three parts, for the three realms of foundation building, Dan formation and spirit refining. The place where they were located was the competition venue for the Dan formation stage.

Looking at the two cultivators coming and going on the field, Li Chuyi only looked at them for a few times and then stopped looking.

Both cultivators were at the early stage of Jindan, one used palm and the other used sword. They had just entered the realm of Qi among the five realms of skill, Qi, momentum, intention and Dao. Although the fight was lively, it was naturally boring to Li Chuyi, who had already entered the realm of momentum in swordsmanship. He knew that the one who used palm would win after just a few glances.

Turning his head to look at the arena of the Refining Spirit Stage in the distance, Li Chuyi asked casually: "Xiaoyu, I am just a small and broken cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan. There are so many masters in Taixu Palace. I dare not guarantee that I can win all the way to the end. If I meet a cultivator in the great perfection of Jindan, he can beat me to the ground. If I lose, don't blame me."

"You have killed even a cultivator in the late stage of Refining Spirit. You said you can't beat a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan. Do you believe it yourself?" Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcasm.

Li Chuyi spread his hands, helpless: "Girl, I have told you so many times, you saw it yourself, I was sneaking up on you, and that idiot is already exhausted, you can do it if it's you! This is a serious competition, how can it be compared with that kind of fighting at all costs."

Xiaoyu pouted: "I don't know if you can get first place, but if you can't make it into the top ten, then I will tell Baijie Patriarch about you!"

"You don't keep your word!" Li Chuyi was immediately annoyed.

Xiaoyu raised her face: "Of course I am trustworthy, but the premise is that you have to be trustworthy too! As long as you don't let me win, there will be no problem in entering the top ten!"

Li Chuyi couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Auntie, how come you have more confidence in me than I do! There are so many masters in your Taixu Palace disciples, how can I, a kid in the middle stage of Jindan, beat so many people!"

"Oh, why are you so unconfident!" Xiaoyu patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you. Let's put it this way, if you really lose to some hidden masters, I won't blame you. But you are not allowed to let me win. If you let me win and lose on purpose, I will immediately go to find the ancestor of Baijie!"

Seeing that Li Chuyi nodded helplessly, obviously without any motivation, Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and decided to give him some motivation.

Looking at the competition field, Xiaoyu said casually: "By the way, I heard that the prizes for this Tongtian Competition are good. The top ten in the Jindan stage will be rewarded with at least 100 spirit stones, and the first place will be rewarded with 500 spirit stones. I also heard that in addition to the spirit stone rewards, the top three in each realm will also be rewarded with elixirs and exercises."

Li Chuyi's eyes bulged, and he stared at Xiaoyu with burning eyes.

"Really?"

"Can I still lie to you? Why do you think these disciples are working so hard? In addition to the glory of the top ten, there is naturally the motivation of this prize!" Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at him.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, Li Chuyi's breathing was rapid, and his eyes were faintly red.

He didn't care about the elixir and the exercise, but the spirit stone made his heart beat.

Having been in Taixu Palace for so long, he naturally knew the value of spirit stones in the world of cultivators. Spirit stones are not only a kind of spiritual object that speeds up the speed of cultivators' mana improvement, but also a hard currency in the world of cultivation, and are used as currency like gold and silver treasures in the mortal world.

If a cultivator has a mountain of gold, few would be jealous, because gold and silver are as worthless as stones to cultivators.

But if a cultivator has a mountain of spiritual stones, even a powerful person like Baijie Taoist would be unable to help but shine.

Thinking of the Taoist's disdainful look when he saw the Sutra Pavilion made of red gold by Wuyang Old Monster at Wuyang Tomb, Li Chuyi couldn't help but blush.

It's no wonder that the Taoist is like this. He is a person in the world of cultivation, but he is still obsessed with the gold and silver in the human world. He is really useless.

Spirit stones are good things, but they are also extremely difficult to earn. He has been in Wanshi Hall for so long and has only obtained a few pieces. He still hides them in the secret pocket of his pants like a treasure, as a treasure at the bottom of the box.

At this time, he heard that as long as he entered the top ten, he would get a reward of at least 100 spirit stones, and the first place would get a reward of 500 spirit stones. Li Chu was green at first sight, and his saliva flowed down.

"The heavens have finally opened their eyes! Isn't this spirit stone prepared for me!"

He kept shouting in his heart, and Li Chuyi felt like he had a cramp, and his face was twitching with excitement.

Seeing him look like a loser and greedy, Xiaoyu was angry and amused.

This guy, he didn't listen to my kind words, and he didn't want the opportunity to make a name for himself, but he was so excited when he heard that there was money to be made. His face was almost purple. How greedy he must be!

Xiaoyu secretly guessed in his heart that as long as he was given enough money, he would be able to kill the emperor of Dayan.

After a long time, Li Chuyi finally calmed down, his eyes emitting a faint green light like a hungry wolf and looking around.

"Why is it not my turn yet? These two idiots have been fighting for a long time, why haven't they finished yet? Oh, they are delaying my earning money!"

Hearing Li Chuyi's messy words, the monks around him cast strange looks, wondering what's wrong with this fat kid with a cramped face.

Xiao Yu looked straight ahead, and gently moved his feet away, with a look of "I don't know him".

Finally, the long-awaited voice came to his ears.

"Next group, Li Chuyi, a disciple of Shenjian Peak, and Lu Renjia, a disciple of Shenjian Peak."

Before the referee's voice fell, Li Chu, who couldn't wait, hung a long animal skin sword behind his back, and then "whoosh" fell on the stage, looking around anxiously.

"Where are the people? Where are they? That Lu Renjia, hurry up, don't waste time!"

The referee frowned and looked at him a few times, couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head slightly.

It turns out that he is an impatient kid. It's good to be young!

Under his urging, a young disciple in a blue shirt landed on the stage and saluted.

"Hello, Junior Brother Chuyi. I am Lu Renjia from Shenjian Peak. I am honored to meet you today..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Chuyi. He hurriedly saluted and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Lu, right? Hello, hello. Look at so many people. Let's not waste time. Let's start now!"

Lu Renjia frowned slightly. He was a little displeased with Li Chuyi who didn't know etiquette, so he didn't say anything more.

With a slight smile, Lu Renjia rushed forward with a sword in his hand. The momentum of the middle stage of Jindan was dissipated halfway, and the lightsaber was wrapped in a cold light of more than one foot long and pressed towards Li Chuyi.

"I recently realized the release of sword energy. Junior Brother Chuyi, please teach me."

With confident words, Lu Renjia came to Li Chuyi in a breath, and stabbed his left shoulder with his long sword. His cool appearance caused cheers from the disciples watching around.

Only Xiaoyu curled his lips and cast a sympathetic look at him.

Using a sword in front of Li Chuyi? This poor guy~~~!

Sure enough, facing the sword that Lu Renjia was confident would hit, Li Chuyi grinned, shook his body slightly and avoided the lock of the energy, and in Lu Renjia's astonished eyes, he turned his body to the side to avoid the sword.

The cheers around stopped abruptly, and the disciples watching the battle were very surprised. They didn't expect that this fat guy who looked chubby and easy to bully was so powerful.

Although Lu Renjia was shocked that Li Chuyi could avoid his powerful attack, he was not discouraged. He turned his wrist and was about to sweep the sword horizontally.

How could Li Chuyi let him do that? He didn't even draw his sword. He used his finger to represent the sword and slashed it hard at the weakest part of his sword spine. Lu Renjia felt that the sword was weakened and lost control, and was involuntarily swung away.

The long sword was blocked and the door in his mouth was wide open. Lu Renjia hurriedly turned around and retreated repeatedly, looking at Li Chuyi with horror, his eyes full of disbelief.

Li Chuyi did not chase him, but grinned at him.

"Brother Lu, you can't beat me, admit defeat, and everyone will save time."

His original intention was good. He hated fighting and killing, and was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Lu Renjia, so he spoke out to persuade him.

But his words were too unpleasant to hear. Lu Renjia only felt full of ridicule and disdain. Especially since the other party didn't even draw his sword, Lu Renjia's face turned red and white, and he felt deeply insulted.

"Stop talking nonsense, look at the sword!"

With a roar, Lu Renjia flew up again. He knew that he was basically doomed to lose this time, but even if he lost, he wanted the other party to draw his sword.

This was his last dignity as a sword cultivator.

Li Chuyi was helpless. He didn't understand why Lu Renjia was angry when he was trying to persuade him with good intentions?

Seeing Lu Renjia rushing at him again, Li Chuyi hurriedly met him, still without drawing his sword, and easily suppressed Lu Renjia with his sword finger. After a few moves, he lightly tapped his throat with one finger.

"Brother, you lost."

Li Chuyi smiled.

Lu Renjia's face turned black, and he stared at Li Chuyi angrily for a long time before slowly nodding.

"Lu is not as skilled as others, and this battle is indeed lost. But Lu is unwilling. Although his swordsmanship is not as good as yours, he will not tolerate humiliation."

As he spoke, Lu Renjia swung his sword suddenly, regardless of the fact that his vitals were controlled, and he would try his best to fight even if he died.

"Are you sick!"

Li Chuyi was startled and quickly withdrew his finger and flew back. He was afraid of killing Lu Renjia.

Seeing that Lu Renjia was still rushing towards him like a madman, Li Chuyi's face was full of incomprehension.

"Hey, it's just a fight, what's the big deal! You've already lost, why are you still like this? How did I insult you? Hey, stop, if you don't stop, I'll start!"

Seeing that Lu Renjia was still fighting regardless of anything, Li Chuyi hurriedly asked for help from the referee next to him.

"Uncle referee, he has already lost, why don't you call a halt? If you continue like this, I can't guarantee that I won't hurt him!"

"He lost, but you didn't draw your sword and humiliated his dignity as a swordsman. Fight for dignity, I can't stop you." The referee said with a serious face.

Li Chuyi was stunned when he heard this.

"Dignity?"