Sanqing Emperor Competition

Take action when you think of it: "Xiaoyan, help me draw some pictures later."

"Yes, my lord."

"You guys don't have to do anything else these few days. I will teach you guys well."

"Ah~ Lord, let's go to work!"

Tang Xiaoyu angrily said: "If not for the lack of people, I would be too lazy to care about you guys. Whoever talks nonsense again will clean the latrine for me."

Everyone immediately shut their mouths and didn't dare to speak.

"Prepare well these days and go to Tianxuan Sect with me later."

"Yes."

"Dismissed!"

In Tang Xiaoyu's room, Tang Xiaoyan was drawing clothes styles according to Tang Xiaoyu's request.

"The clothes don't need so much decoration, keep it simple."

"Don't make it look so ethereal, we are not used to showing off."

"The color should not be too deep or too light, not too bright, not too gaudy. Just one requirement, dirt resistant."

Finally, clothes similar to Taoist robes appeared on the paper.

Tang Xiaoyu picked up the drawing, looked at his outfit again, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Low-key, simple, but full of connotation, this is what I need."

"Also, add three big words on the back, Sanqing Sect. This will be our sect's ceremonial attire from now on."

Tang Xiaoyu thought for a while: "Show 'Have respectful heart, have stop hand' on the chest."

Tang Xiaoyan took the paper and added Tang Xiaoyu's requirements on it.

"You and Elder Zhou, go deal with this now, make twelve sets first, the rest can be done slowly."

Tang Xiaoyan got up: "Then I'll go first."

"Go on!"

After Tang Xiaoyan left, Tang Xiaoyu called the nine Little Ling'er to the side hall where meetings were usually held.

"Today, we will learn how to be in the world."

"What if you meet a person who likes to pretend?"

Everyone said in unison: "Screw him."

"Wrong, you should cooperate with him."

"Why ah!"

"Let me ask you, what is your true mindset when you see someone pretending?"

"Of course scold him!"

"Scold what?"

"An idiot, fool or something."

Tang Xiaoyu shrugged: "That's it. You cooperate with him and make him become a real idiot and fool."

"Later you will find that everyone regards him as a monkey, but he still enjoys it without realizing it."

Little Ling'er said: "It seems to make sense. Every time I see the lord yelling in front, I would..."

She didn't finish her words for a long time, because she suddenly realized it.

"Lord, I don't mean that."

Tang Xiaoyu now discovered that the clown was actually himself.

"You don't have to explain, I understand. We will settle it slowly later."

"Okay!"

"Let's move on to the next lesson directly."

"When we go to Tianxuan Sect, we must pay attention to our own words and deeds at all times."

"This not only reflects a person's literacy, but also relates to the face of the sect. We must not make others laugh."

"Don't interrupt casually when others are talking, don't ridicule or taunt when others make mistakes, don't ignore when others say hello."

"Remember to give way when walking, remember to take the back seat when sitting down, remember to greet when meeting, and remember to say goodbye when leaving."

After saying this, Tang Xiaoyu looked at everyone solemnly: "Do you all remember?"

Everyone answered in unison: "Remember."

"Very good, next lesson, martial arts."

"Try not to say nonsense or don't talk during martial arts, just do it directly."

"Use whatever means possible without violating the rules. Burst out all your strength directly. Don't pretend to be mysterious or hide your strength. Victory comes in an instant, so there is no chance for you to use your hidden strength."

"Of course, if you encounter an opponent who is far stronger than you, admit defeat directly. Don't think you can create miracles. What I said is only for martial arts."

"Understand?"

"Understand."

"Very good. We will have an internal competition first tomorrow. Go back and prepare now!"

"Yes, lord."

The next morning, on the square of Sanqing Sect, Zhou Ruiqing acted as the referee, Tang Xiaoyu acted as the audience and host, and started the first sect martial arts competition in Sanqing Sect.

Tang Xiaoyu announced loudly: “The sect martial arts competition of Sanqing Sect now begins. Please invite the first group of players, Little Ling'er and Shi Tou get on stage."

Little Ling'er and Shi Tou walked to the middle of the square.

Zhou Ruiqing stepped forward: "Are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Alright."

"Start fighting."

Little Ling'er said: "Senior brother Shi Tou, you have to give way to me a bit."

Shi Tou said: "Don't worry, junior sister. I will be lenient."

Tang Xiaoyu said: "Do you think you are in a Wuxia world? Stop the nonsense."

Little Ling'er said: “Senior brother be careful.”

Shi Tou said: “Come at me, junior sister!”

Tang Xiaoyu said: “I'll come to beat you two to death. Both of you stop."

Tang Xiaoyu walked in front of them: "What did I say yesterday? I asked you to say less nonsense or don't talk, did you forget?"

"We are wrong, lord."

"If I see you talking nonsense again, I'll break your legs."

"Yes."

Tang Xiaoyu went back to his original position: "Start."

Without nonsense, the two rushed to each other in the blink of an eye.

Shi Tou threw a punch at Little Ling'er's face, Little Ling'er tilted her head to the left, punched at the other's chest, and kicked the other's crotch.

"Ah~" A scream echoed throughout Sanqing Sect.

Tang Xiaoyu scratched his head: "What happened? I just saw two shadows flash by and the game was over?"

Shi Tou was rolling on the ground holding his crotch, apparently seriously injured.

Tang Xiaoyu walked over and asked, “Elder Zhou, can that still be used?”

"No problem, it’s just a little difficult to walk these two days."

"It won't affect us going to Tianxuan Sect, right!"

"It will be fine in a few days. It won't affect going to Tianxuan Sect."

"That's good, hurry up and carry him away."

Tie Dan and Gou Sheng carried Shi Tou away. Seeing Shi Tou's miserable state, they subconsciously clamped their legs together.

"Alright, next round."

“The second round, Xiao Lan versus Zhuzi."

As soon as Zhou Ruiqing shouted to start, the two started fighting. No fancy stuff, just the collision of speed and strength.

Previously, Tang Xiaoyu bought some martial arts manuals for the Heaven Opening Palm and Plum Blossom Three Swords for everyone. As a result, he discovered that when speed and strength reach a certain level, moves have no effect at all.

So Tang Xiaoyu gave up the idea of buying martial arts manuals and decided to wait until they all reached the Golden Core Realm before buying techniques. After all, he couldn’t afford them either, it was just an idea.

Zhou Ruiqing knew some techniques, but he said they were currently practicing Qi Training, so there was no need to practice other techniques.

Tang Xiaoyu was also upset for a long time. He said people start off with the Myriad Swords Return to Origin and World Destroying Divine Palm. With that momentum, power and effect, he asked if Zhou Ruiqing was afraid or not.

Elder Zhou refuted that with the spiritual energy at the Foundation Establishment Realm, how could one exert the power of the Tribulation Crossing Realm. No matter how powerful the technique is, it ultimately depends on the cultivator itself.

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