I'm just lazing around cultivating in the world of Jade Dynasty.

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Then he lowered his head and whispered in Li Qing'an's ear, "Don't you think the sect leader is planning to suppress your prestige within the sect because he sees that you have too much influence?"

Just as Zeng Shushu finished speaking, Li Qingan saw Dao Xuan on the stage looking in their direction.

Li Qingan quickly pushed Zeng Shushu's face away with his hand, shook his head and said, "Your analysis is very good. Don't analyze it next time. I've already discussed it with the sect leader."

"Besides, do you think I'm that stupid? I've already put it out as a reward, and now I want it back."

At this moment, Dao Xuan, Tian Buyi, and the others on the stage could also hear the discussion below.

Tian Buyi frowned, looking at Dao Xuan, about to ask a question.

At this moment, Dao Xuan stood up from his seat again and spoke in a deep and authoritative voice that reached the ears of all the disciples present: "This array plate was given to me by my junior nephew Li Qing'an as a reward for the martial arts competition, so naturally he will not take it. If my junior nephew Li Qing'an is the first in the competition, then it will be given to the second place winner."

The disciples below were silent for a moment, then shouted, "Master Uncle is mighty!"

Seeing this, Dao Xuan sat down again and then asked Cang Song to continue explaining the rules.

Zeng Shushu curled her lips and said, "They can't tell the difference. You, the producer, are right here, yet they're still vying for the first place reward. They have no foresight at all."

"But judging from your nonchalant attitude," Zeng Shushu raised an eyebrow, looking at Li Qing'an, "how much benefit did you receive from the sect leader?"

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Li Qingan shook his head and said, but when he thought of the pile of materials in his room, he couldn't help but smile.

"The lottery ceremony will now begin." At this moment, Cangsong scattered a pile of wax balls into the air.

Seeing the wax pellets in the sky, Li Qing'an casually picked one up and took it into his hand.

"two"

Because Li Qing'an was present at this martial arts competition, Zhang Xiaofan didn't get a bye and had to fight his way up. It's just unknown what place Zhang Xiaofan will get.

Everything is still unknown.

"The duel begins."

Chapter 61 The martial arts competition begins, and Hai is not released.

"The Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament of Qingyun Sect has officially begun. Disciples, please come up on stage when your names are called."

"..."

"Number two against number sixty-three, please come up to the stage."

"Number two against number sixty-three, please come up to the stage."

Li Qingan looked at the martial arts arena in front of him, where a referee was calling out the names of the people whose numbers were drawn from the lottery.

Li Qing'an was number two, so he stepped onto the stage and looked at the Chaoyang Peak disciples in front of him.

"I never expected this senior brother to be so unlucky, meeting Senior Brother Li in the very first round!" A disciple below the stage shook his head and said regretfully.

"Yes, yes, I remember him. He was somewhat famous and should have made it into the top sixteen, but now..."

"How many moves do you think he can withstand from Senior Brother Li?"

"Ten moves? No, I feel it'll be within three moves!"

While everyone was discussing this, those from Dazhu Peak who hadn't participated in the competition were all cheering for Li Qing'an from the audience.

"Senior Brother, how many moves do you think Qing'an would take down this Chaoyang Peak disciple?" Du Bishu whispered in Song Daren's ear.

"I don't know either, it depends on what my junior brother thinks!"

“That’s true!” Du Bishu nodded in agreement.

The disciples of Chaoyang Peak listened to the discussions below the stage and could only smile wryly. Although they were not as good as Li Qing'an, they could at least last ten moves!

He made an uncertain guess in his mind.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Li. I am a disciple of Chaoyang Peak. I have long admired your name."

"Senior Brother Li, please show mercy."

"Junior brother, you're overthinking it. You should make the first move!" Li Qing'an returned the courtesy with a fist and palm salute.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Chaoyang Peak did not refuse.

After all, he was bound to lose, but if he lost with some dignity, he wouldn't have disgraced Chaoyang Peak.

This is the wisdom of spiritual practice, including understanding human relationships and worldly affairs.

The disciples of Chaoyang Peak then took out their magic weapons and rushed towards Li Qing'an, blasting them towards him.

Li Qing'an's clothes fluttered as he retreated or dodged, everything seeming so casual.

Seeing this, the disciples of Chaoyang Peak smiled bitterly to themselves, their magical artifacts emitting a pale yellow light as they prepared to deliver the final blow.

He didn't want to lose face on stage!

"Shhh-"

The pale yellow light unleashed several sword energies, each about two feet long, at Li Qing'an.

"Not sharp enough, not big enough," Li Qing'an thought to himself.

Li Qingan also felt that he had already given the green light enough.

So he stopped dodging the sword energy of the Chaoyang Peak disciples, and with one hand he drew a rune, summoning a stone pillar from the ground to crash into the flying sword energy with the force of thunder. Then Li Qing'an pointed at the rune in mid-air and threw it into the sky.

A meteorite, roughly ten feet in size, fell from a height of several tens of meters.

A fierce wind is blowing!

The sword energies shattered upon impact with the stone pillar, which then rammed into the disciple!

"Boom."

Upon seeing this, even the referee standing to the side exclaimed in surprise and almost stepped back.

But seeing the sect leader and the others standing to the side, their expressions unchanged, even with smiles on their faces, he hardened his heart and stood still.

The Chaoyang Peak disciple was horrified to see a stone pillar crashing in front of him and a meteorite pressing down from behind. He even lost the will to fly on his sword.

Obviously frightened.

"Junior brother admits defeat, please go easy on me, senior brother." The Chaoyang Peak disciple, drenched in sweat, stared blankly at Li Qing'an and begged for mercy.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingan smiled, snapped his fingers, and then walked off the stage.

After Li Qing'an snapped his fingers, the stone pillar and meteorite vanished into thin air, leaving no trace on the ground, as if it had all been a dream.

"Gudong."

Lin Jie of Chaoyang Peak swallowed nervously, feeling incredibly lucky. He would never forget the near-death experience he had just witnessed.

On the platform, Shang Zhengliang, the head of Chaoyang Peak, was not surprised by the result, but he lamented that his disciples had too little experience.

In that desperate situation, wouldn't you have run away and been waiting to die? Instead, you were just standing there!

"Senior Brother Li is too strong!"

The crowd below cheered, as it was the first time they had ever seen such magic.

All told, Li Qingan only made one move, and that was already a result of him holding back.

"Just one move, just one move!"

"I hope I don't run into Senior Brother Li later!"

"Oh no, I just saw that if I win the competition later, I'll be facing Senior Brother Li."

One of the disciples wailed, already plotting how to avoid being beaten so badly.

"You're in big trouble!"

A Qingyun disciple who had come to watch the commotion patted him on the shoulder and teased him!

By this time, Li Qing'an had already stepped down, but he hadn't gone far, letting them gossip as they pleased, mainly because these people were so nice to talk to.

He was particularly pleased when people complimented his good looks, but what displeased him was that they didn't know there was someone called 'The Reader' who was even more handsome than him!

It's such a pity!

Du Bishu suddenly ran over, grabbed Li Qingan, and ran towards other arenas.

"Junior brother, don't just stand there! Ling'er is about to start her martial arts competition. Let's go take a look."

Li Qingan also remembered that Tian Ling'er had a martial arts competition today, so he went up to watch as well.

Over the past year, Tian Ling'er had been pestering Li Qing'an to teach her cultivation and martial arts, so he was quite confident that she would win. After all, he had been teaching her for so long, and if she lost, Li Qing'an would lose face from Tongtian Peak to Dazhu Peak.

"Shen Tiandou of Chaoyang Peak versus Tian Ling'er of Dazhu Peak."

Tian Ling'er, who was listening to Song Daren's instructions from below the stage, saw Li Qing'an coming over and smiled with dimples, as beautiful as a peach blossom.

"I didn't expect someone to still remember my martial arts contest!"

"Ling'er, you have to thank me for this. I'm the one who dragged Junior Brother Qing'an over here," Du Bishu said to Tian Ling'er, trying to take credit.

"Not bad."

Tian Ling'er approached, patted Du Bishu on the shoulder, and looked at Li Qing'an with an expectant expression.

“I just looked at Shen Tiandou. He’s the kind of person who uses unconventional methods. If you’re not careful, you could easily be caught off guard and lose. You should be fine with what I taught you before. But if you lose, don’t bother asking me to train you anymore. I can’t afford to lose face like that.”

Li Qingan glanced at the Chaoyang Peak disciples standing opposite him and gave Tian Ling'er another instruction.

"Hmph, just you wait and see!"

Tian Ling'er gave a soft hum and looked up at Li Qing'an.

After saying that, Tian Ling'er lightly leaped onto the arena.

"Junior Sister Ling'er and Junior Brother Li Qing'an are from the same lineage, so please show mercy, Junior Sister."

Shen Tiandou adopted a humble attitude, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his lowered eyes.

"Senior Brother Shen, there's no need to say more. Since we're on stage, let's have the competition first."

Tian Ling'er remained vigilant, watching the person before her. Amber and crimson ribbons danced in the wind beside her as she kept a close eye on Shen Tiandou's movements.

Seeing this, Li Qing'an nodded and affirmed, "Ling'er did listen."