Chang Fuming felt kind of cool, and instantly looked down.
Taking this opportunity, Rong Yi hit on Chang Fuming’s chest with the handle of his sword and swept him off the field.
All disciples exclaimed.
They never expected the one who would get defeated was Chang Fuming.
The deacon was also surprised and looked over towards Rong Yuanyin.
Bu Qi followed his eyes’ direction and reminded him, “Deacon Yu, according to the rules, the one who got blown off the arena loses.”
Since it was really inappropriate to let him climb back in front of so many people, Deacon Yu could only announce that Chang Fuming lost.
“I didn’t lose. I didn’t lose.” Chang Fuming rushed to the arena and yelled, as he was not resigned to lose to Rong Yi like that.
Bu Qi then swept him away again by swinging his palm.
Those disciples around all persuaded him, “Senior Chang, you already got beaten off the arena. You’d get punished if you get onto it again.”
Chang Fuming yelled, “Rong Yi got lower spiritual level. He got no chance to win over me. Rong Yi, let’s have another fight. I will definitely beat you.”
“Senior Chang, he won only because he got a better magic weapon.” Those disciples all persuaded him.
Rong Yi then walked before Guo Rui, pointed at him with the sword, saying with a cold voice, “Apologize to my son.”
Looking at the point of his sword glittering with cold light under the sun, Guo Rui couldn’t help swallowing some saliva.
One of his senior brothers pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice, “His son is the little disciple of Immortal Yunyi, our grand uncle master shifu. Apologize if you still wanna stay.”
Guo Rui’s legs immediately turned into jello, and he instantly kneeled in front of Yin Tao, saying while kowtowing hard, “Grand uncle master shifu, I am sorry. I shouldn’t have said that to you…”
Those disciples who were competing in another arena also looked over to them on hearing the noise.
“What is going on out there?”
“It seems someone is kneeling down to apologize.”
“To whom?”
“I don’t know. You can go ask someone.”
Within an hour, everyone on site knew that Rong Yi not only had spiritual root but also defeat a disciple who was at level 9 of Qi Practicing with his superb swordsmanship.
Bai Yunchen who was competing in the Golden Elixir competition field also heard the news, frowning. No one knew his junior brother better than him. His junior brother had never laid a finger on swords, so he would never have such superb swordplay. They should make a mistake. Maybe he should ask about it after the competition.
Of course the chief and elders also saw everything on the competition field of those disciple at Qi Practicing phase..
Elder Jiuqing said, “I remember that pregnant disciple is the leader of Tianxu Peak’s son Rong Yi.
“Yeah, that’s him.” Elder Jiumen frowned, “How is it possible the disciple who only brings shame to Nine Void Sect suddenly owns spiritual power?”
The chief said faintly, “After the competition, I’ll send someone to investigate it.”
After Guo Rui’s kowtowing, Rong Yi immediately asked Bu Qi to leave, because if they didn’t leave now, more competitions would be waiting for him.
Noticing Rong Yi was leaving, Wei Wenxiao was so angry that he even wanted to chop someone with his sword, “Mother, now everyone knows he has spiritual power.”
Rong Yuanyin tried to comfort him, “Take it easy. He is only at Qi Practicing phase. We have plenty of opportunities to kill him. Actually it’s not a bad thing that he survived. We can still explore where his father has hid those precious ingredients.”
On hearing his mother, Wei Wenxiao felt much more relieved.
After Rong Yi and others left the site, Yin Tao shouted excitedly, “Daddy is awesome! Daddy is awesome! I also want to learn swordplay.”
Rong Yi smiled, “OK. I will teach after we get back. You should get up at 5 am to do horse stance.”
On hearing he had to get up so early, Yin Tao immediately changed his tone, “Oh, then I quit.”
Rong Yi was speechless.
Fortunately he also had no intention to teach Yin Tao who didn’t own the Blade Spiritual Root the swordplay. After all in the early stage of sword cultivation was too weak, and his little son might get bullied.
Bu Qi then led them to fly over the gate of Nine Void Sect.
For a very far distance, Rong Yi already saw the carriage they had taken this morning..
He couldn’t help wearing a smile. So Yin Jinye really came to pick them up.
On seeing them, Rong Su who was sitting on the roof immediately said to Yin Jinye who was sitting inside, “My lord, they are back.”
Then Bu Qi flew the sword before the carriage.
Rong Su quickly picked the kid up from his hands, “Little young master, is everything OK?”
Yin Tao nodded, “I have smelted a chrysanthemum for daddy today.”
“Wow! You are impressive!” Rong Su didn’t ask his rank but only praised him, and then slipped the boy into the carriage.
Seeing Yin Jinye was inside, Yin Tao’s eyes were beaming. He then threw himself into his arms, “Father, father, when I was competition, I have refined a chrysanthemum-shape magic weapon for daddy and master Yunyi used it to defeat someone else. Isn’t my magic weapon awesome? Daddy is also awesome. He swung his sword, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, then blew someone down and even tore that guy’s robes into pieces, only his underpants left. Haha…”
Seeing he was never ready to stop, Yin Jinye picked up a piece of cake and stuffed into his mouth.
Those pastries were prepared by Rong Su, saying Rong Yi might be hungry.
Before Yin Tao who was starving swallowed the piece in his mouth, he already took another piece.
Outside the carriage, Rong Su asked Rong Yi, “Young master, have you passed the test?”
Rong Yi gave Bu Qi a look, “It’s like a piece of cake.”
“Sure, our young master is so impressive, of course you would be qualified.” Rong Su then supported him to get onto the carriage, “Young master, come on. I have prepared you some pastries.”
Rong Yi was also starving, “You are so sweet!”
