Chapter 46 Registration
Is this really comforting words?

Why does it sound so awkward.

Xu Feng had a wry smile on his face. His thoughts were the same as everyone else's, but he just wanted to pick up some silver taels for free.

But now it seems that the money can't be picked up, and I have to pay it back.

No wonder he said just now that posting the task actually made a lot of money.

Xu Feng slandered inwardly, why didn't he take part in the competition with this strength.

Could it be that the compensation of people like myself can't compare to the reward of Dabi?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but tentatively said: "Senior brother, you have such strength, why don't you participate in the competition inside the sect?"

"Bigbi?"

"What big competition?"

Jiang Chen looked at Xu Feng suspiciously.

"You don't even know about the competitions held by the sect, do you?"

Xu Feng looked at Jiang Chen with disbelief.

"Junior Brother, come and listen."

Coincidentally, Jiang Chen only heard about Hong Lu five days ago.

Although there are some impressions, it is not very clear.

At that time, I thought it was Hong Lu's expedient measure, but I didn't expect it to happen.

"There are monthly examinations every month, and annual examinations every year."

"And once every ten years, the sect will hold a competition among disciples."

"The higher the ranker, the richer the reward."

"With the strength of senior brother, he will definitely be among the best among inner disciples."

When Xu Feng said this, Jiang Chen understood.

Not only the registered disciples have tests, but even the outer sect, the inner sect, and even the true disciples will test their cultivation every month.

The so-called annual review is to check the progress of cultivation in the past year.

Once the sect requirements are met, rewards will be given.

And this once-in-a-ten-year martial art competition means that there is a cycle of ten years.

In fact, it is also the time for the sect to select true disciples.

That is to say, from entering the outer sect to the inner sect, the registered disciples are selected whether they can become true disciples in the end.

Of course, if the cultivation base is reached and the age is not exceeded, then one can directly become a true disciple.

This kind of disciple is quite special. You can choose a master at will, and even the inheritance can be chosen by yourself.

Of course, there is another kind, like Jiang Chen, who is favored by the big shots in the sect and directly becomes a true disciple.

However, most of the true disciples of the Tiangang Sect stand out from the competition once every ten years and become true disciples.

Therefore, the Tiangang Sect attaches great importance to the competition held every ten years.

"Junior Brother, can I still sign up now?"

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, it didn't matter whether he ranked or not.

The important thing is that there must be many capable disciples participating in this competition.

For example, disciples in the late stage of body training.

These disciples may be older than the ranks of direct disciples, but if they perform well in this competition, they may not be selected by the masters of the sect.

Instead of letting them beat you at your own expense, you might as well take the initiative to go out and let them beat you.

At that time, even if they don't want to beat themselves up, they will do their best.

After all, an opportunity like this only comes once in ten years.

"Brother, you have to hurry up, today is the last day to sign up."

Xu Feng's eyes lit up, he wanted to see if Jiang Chen was really so skinny.

If this is the case, then my mind will be balanced.

Especially when he thought of those people standing on the ring who couldn't impress Jiang Chen.

What I lost was only silver taels, but what they lost was face in front of everyone.

"Junior brother, it seems that you can't complete the task, remember to pay the liquidated damages."

Jiang Chen's figure was like the wind, and he disappeared in front of Xu Feng in an instant.

"Nest grass!!!"

"Is this the superb agility?"

Looking at Jiang Chen who disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, Xu Feng complained about Jiang Chen's body skills, but also felt sorry for his money.

This time it was really nothing.

martial arts arena.

Usually the Martial arts arena is very lively, but today it is unusually deserted.

There is no way, the martial arts arena has been cleared and the arena is being built.

"I want to sign up for the competition."

Jiang Chen came to the registration booth.

"Who is the name? What realm?"

The little fat man sitting in the booth didn't even look at Jiang Chen, but he picked up the writing brush beside him very skillfully.

"Jiang Chen, the sixth floor of body refining."

When Jiang Chen finished speaking, he caught the little fat man's gaze.

"Are you Senior Brother Jiang Chen?"

The little fat man put down his pen, but looked at Jiang Chen with a strange expression.

"I am Jiang Chen, what's wrong?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help frowning, this expression is not quite right!
"Brother, let me take the liberty to ask, are you really here to participate in the competition?"

"Brother, don't misunderstand your brother."

"Just because you are already an elder's disciple, it stands to reason that true disciples don't need to participate in the Grand Competition."

Seeing Jiang Chen's eyes, the little fat man quickly explained.

There is no way, the other party is a ruthless person.

The fact that he dared to kill someone in the Tiangang Sect was not only okay, but he was accepted as a disciple by the elders because of a blessing in disguise.

If he accidentally offended him, would he kill himself on the spot?

"That's right, I am the elder's apprentice, but I have not been included in the list of true disciples."

"It stands to reason that I am not a true disciple, so my participation in this competition should comply with the regulations."

Just when the little fat man was wondering, Jiang Chen finally understood what Hong Lu's operation meant.

"Not included in the sect list?"

The little fat man was dumbfounded, and there was this operation.

"Help me sign up!"

Jiang Chen hastily urged.

If it is too late, then the opportunity to be beaten will be missed in vain.

"Yes, yes, junior brother will help you write your name on it."

The little fat man who dared to refuse quickly wrote down Jiang Chen's name.

But when Jiang Chen left, the little fat man couldn't sit still.

He quickly reported the matter to Deacon Wu of this contest.

"what?"

After hearing what the little fat man said, Deacon Wu's face also collapsed.

Did Jiang Chen come here to embarrass himself?
In addition, he had a very good personal relationship with He Zudao, and he didn't have much affection for Jiang Chen.

"If that's the case, don't blame me."

Deacon Wu said a word, and ordered his subordinates to spread the news.

All of a sudden, the entire Tiangang faction was talking about it.

"No way! Didn't Jiang Chen become the elder's disciple? Why did he still participate in the sect competition?"

"That's right, the grand competition held once every ten years is mainly for the big bosses to select true disciples. What's the meaning of his meddling?"

"That's okay, it's too shameless!"

"Who said no?"

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Jiang Chen didn't know about the discussions from the outside world.

Because he was blocked by the hidden guard again.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Jiang Chen just returned to the room, and saw the masked man in black sitting inside.

"It seems you don't welcome me."

The dark guard glanced at Jiang Chen.

"Senior, don't get me wrong."

"I approached Elder Hong only according to your wishes."

Jiang Chen had a bitter look on his face.

"But you shouldn't kill people in the sect."

The dark guard's tone was rather annoyed.

"Senior, you can't blame me."

"You know that I was almost killed by the Jiang family."

"It's not a gentleman not to take revenge if you have a grudge. If they want to kill me, then I will kill their heirs, and I will get back a little interest."

Jiang Chen had a look of resentment, completely showing the image of a villain.

"Okay, okay."

"If your lord hadn't suppressed this matter, you thought you could be saved with just one word from Hong Lu."

"However. You became Hong Lu's disciple, and this act counts as meritorious service."

The dark guard tapped lightly on the table with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)

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