As soon as the diary was updated, Li Siyi immediately started reading it.
Although she had expected it, Su Luo's situation was truly tragic. Yet, despite this, he still had to complete the plot.
Li Siyi could only express her admiration. If it were her, would she endure such humiliation?
With her strength, no one would dare to disrespect her.
However, Li Siyi's focus was on what came next.
Why didn’t he come to attack me? My master might not even care about you, so be brave!
When the time comes, I’ll just tell my master that we were just playing around—it’s not a big deal.
Li Siyi really wanted to see how Su Luo would attempt to attack her.
......
On the other hand, Nangong Xiyun also read the latest diary entry.
She didn’t care about the newcomer competition; to her, it was like watching children fight.
[To return to reality.]
Was that Su Luo’s goal? Did he want to return to some place?
Well, it wasn’t a particularly interesting goal.
Nangong Xiyun felt a bit bored.
But then again, since Su Luo seemed to know what was going to happen, it might still be worth observing him further.
However, judging from the diary, Su Luo didn’t seem to notice the changes in Li Siyi?
She felt like she had thought of something, but then again, maybe not. Never mind, she decided not to dwell on it.
......
The next day, the newcomer competition officially began.
It was held in the central square of the sect.
Early in the morning, the newcomers were already prepared, eager to secure a good ranking.
Senior disciples who were interested also came to watch. The newcomer competition was considered a lively event in the sect, and joining in the excitement never went out of style.
Of course, the sect leader and the eight peak masters were also present, giving the newcomers a chance to familiarize themselves with the higher-ups.
However, among this year’s newcomers, only the sect leader and Nangong Xiyun had taken on disciples; the other peak masters had not.
The best candidates had already been picked, and the rest were not quite up to par.
After a brief opening speech, the newcomer competition officially commenced.
Each newcomer was assigned a number, and based on these numbers, they were randomly matched for one-on-one battles. The winners would advance to the next round, while the losers would be eliminated immediately.
The competition would continue until the top eight were determined, marking the end of the first day.
The rules were simple and straightforward. To secure a good ranking, strength was essential, but luck also played a significant role.
After all, if someone ended up facing Li Siyi in the first round, they would be in for a tough time.
The competition’s announcer loudly declared, “This year’s newcomer competition officially begins! The first match is between contestant 21 and contestant 4. Please step forward.”
The arena was circular, with spectators surrounding the central one-on-one stage.
There was no concept of going out of bounds; the match would only end when one side lost the ability to fight or conceded defeat.
Soon, the newcomers whose numbers were called stepped forward to battle.
Once the match ended, the second one began seamlessly.
The master of Kaiyang Peak pointed at Little Yu and said, “Sect Leader, is that the new disciple you took in? You haven’t accepted a disciple in over a hundred years.”
“Yes, she looks promising, doesn’t she?”
“She looks promising, but her true strength will only be revealed in battle.”
“Don’t worry, she won’t disappoint. In fact, you might even be surprised.”
The surprise, of course, wasn’t about Little Yu’s current strength, but rather the potential she showed at such a young age. Her future was indeed bright.
“Then I’ll look forward to it.”
Since the sect leader spoke so highly of her, the master of Kaiyang Peak naturally became curious.
However, at that moment, the sect leader frowned slightly. Why was Little Yu seeking out Su Luo again?
Little Yu had already spotted Su Luo in the crowd and made her way over to him.
“Su Luo, what’s your number?”
“45.”
“I’m 54. Our numbers are reversed. Do you think we’ll end up facing each other?”
“Hahaha, of course not. That’s too much of a coincidence.”
Su Luo was confident because he had experienced this scenario many times before. He knew every opponent like the back of his hand.
At that moment, the third match on the stage concluded.
The announcer called out the next pair: “Contestant 45 versus contestant 54.”
Su Luo: ?
No way, just because Little Yu was here, even the matchups had changed? Was the butterfly effect really this powerful?
Little Yu: “Ah? We really ended up facing each other.”
Su Luo’s mouth twitched: “What a coincidence...”
The sect leader’s eyes lit up, though he maintained a calm exterior. “I didn’t expect Little Yu’s turn to come so soon. Everyone, pay close attention.”
Inwardly, however, he was thrilled. Facing Su Luo directly, Little Yu would surely defeat him, proving just how weak Su Luo was.
Little Yu would surely be disappointed in Su Luo. After all, she was no longer the girl from that small town.
Unbeknownst to her, she had already undergone a transformation. The Su Luo she once admired from afar had long been left behind.
It was time for her perception to change.
The sect leader was pleased. It seemed even fate was on his side.
“Please welcome contestants 45 and 54 to the stage.”
“Let’s go, Su Luo.” Little Yu pulled Su Luo along as they made their way to the stage.
“Alright, alright.” Su Luo was still pondering how to handle the situation.
Should he use his treasures? But those were reserved for dealing with Lin Xuan. It wouldn’t be good if Little Yu damaged them.
But with his current public image as someone at the Late Stage Qi Cultivation level, it didn’t seem like he could defeat Little Yu.
This was tricky.
Unlike Su Luo’s dilemma, the other newcomers were already celebrating as if victory was guaranteed.
After all, Little Yu was the sect leader’s disciple. Her strength couldn’t possibly be lacking. Alongside Li Siyi and Lin Xuan, she was considered one of the opponents the newcomers least wanted to face.
If they could avoid her in the early rounds, it would be better to face her later when their rankings were more secure.
Even if they lost, their overall performance wouldn’t suffer too much.
Now that Su Luo was facing Little Yu, the other newcomers felt a bit of relief.
And who was Su Luo? Everyone knew he had cheated to get in. If anyone deserved to lose, it was him.
So, the general sentiment among the newcomers was: “Say no more, let’s pop the champagne. If Su Luo were my opponent, I’d open two bottles.”
In the eyes of the newcomers, Su Luo was already considered the weakest, having only gotten in through cheating. How good could he possibly be?
However, they were mistaken. In the original plot, Su Luo’s strength wasn’t actually bad among the newcomers. It was only because he faced Lin Xuan that he appeared weak.
“Please enlighten me.”
While Su Luo was still thinking, Little Yu had already taken her position opposite him, ready to attack.
This was actually the first time Little Yu was facing Su Luo in a match. Every time before, Su Luo had refused, citing laziness, and Little Yu never pushed him, so it never happened.
Now, Little Yu was quite excited to finally face Su Luo.
“Little Yu, I have a reason I must win. Can you step aside?”
Su Luo habitually spoke before the match began, much like telling an enemy to surrender. It didn’t really help, but it was a habit he couldn’t break.
After hearing this, Little Yu nodded. “Alright.”
Then she turned to the announcer and said, “I concede. I can’t defeat Su Luo.”
Su Luo: ?
Wait, I was just saying that. Why did you take it seriously? And couldn’t you at least pretend?
At least exchange a few moves with me before conceding.
In front of everyone, you conceded just because I said one sentence. What will people think of me? I don’t care, but what about you?
Su Luo was both amused and exasperated. Little Yu, you’re way too obedient.
The newcomers thought they had misheard.
“Did she just say she concedes?”
“She can’t defeat Su Luo? Did I fall asleep? Did they even fight?”
“No, we all saw it clearly. The sect leader’s disciple conceded without even fighting.”
“Foul play! There’s foul play here! Su Luo must have some dirt on the sect leader’s disciple.”
“Foul play! Foul play!”
Rationally, the newcomers knew that Little Yu couldn’t possibly be threatened by Su Luo. She was the sect leader’s disciple, after all. Threatening her would be suicidal.
But how else could they explain what had just happened?
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