Chapter 301 Moon Comparison
Among the towering mountains of the Desolate Palace, there is an exceptionally tall peak that reaches straight into the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, exuding a sense of being out of this world.

This is the main hall of the Huang Palace, which is at the top of the mountains. The monthly competition in the palace is also held here.

Monthly competition is an activity that all four halls of Dao Sect have. To put it simply, it is similar to the monthly exam. The progress of cultivation is checked every other month to motivate disciples and improve overall strength.

At the same time, there will be many registered disciples with outstanding performance who will be promoted to formal disciples through monthly competition. Therefore, this is the busiest time in the Deserted Palace, and the vast majority of the tens of thousands of disciples will gather here.

At the top of the mountain, a magnificent hall stands safely, and in front of the hall is a vast square.

At this moment, the disciples in the square are divided into several layers. The outermost layer is the huge crowd of registered disciples. They are the largest in number but also the quietest. They just sit cross-legged in silence. Some of them are even practicing at this time.

On the second floor were the formal disciples. When the registered disciples saw them, their eyes were mostly filled with envy and hope. But when these formal disciples looked further ahead and saw the hundreds of figures in light yellow clothes, they felt more awe in their hearts.

Direct disciples, the elites of the Deserted Palace, to be one of them is in itself a manifestation of talent and strength, but they are naturally not the most eye-catching people in the entire square.

In the center of the square, the magnificent arena is clean and tidy. In front of the arena are several rows of dark green stone chairs, which are the seats of the high-level officials of the Huang Palace. Behind these stone chairs, a wide platform stretches between all the disciples and the high-level officials, which is particularly conspicuous.

This is a place that belongs exclusively to the eldest disciple. In the Desolate Palace, it can be said that it is second only to a few people and above ten thousand people. Countless disciples dream of sitting here one day. However, at this moment, the four figures who are above ten thousand people are looking ahead with horror...

"You are so confident?"

On the stone chairs, Chen Zhen, Wudao and several high-ranking officials of the Deserted Palace were sitting here, but most of the high-ranking officials were obviously not interested in Yuebi, so many seats were left empty.

"What else?" Lin Changqiang slumped comfortably on one of the chairs, saying as if it was a matter of course, "My second brother is invincible in the world!"

“Arrogant! Fang Yun has entered the Seventh Element Nirvana for several months, but Lin Dong has just broken through to the Fifth Element. What can he use to fight him?”

Wudao's eyes widened, and disbelief was almost written on his face, but Lin Changqiang just had a playful look on his face and a contemptuous tone.

"Are you scared?"

It was a provocation, and it couldn't be more obvious, but neither of them cared. After knowing each other for so long, they had a better understanding of each other's personalities.

"Bullshit!" Wu Dao glared at him, "Let's bet. I've been the hall master for so many years, how could I be reluctant to give up a heavenly-grade spiritual treasure?"

He slapped his thigh and gritted his teeth to accept the bet, as if he was provoked, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Seven-element Nirvana versus Five-element Nirvana, years of cultivation versus less than a month of cultivation, the advantage is clearly on my side~ How can I lose? I can't lose.

Besides, if he really lost to Lin Changqiang, wouldn’t it mean that Huang Palace had a new talented disciple?
It’s a win either way!
"Correction, it's not the Palace Master, it's the Deputy Palace Master."

"??? What happened to the deputy hall master? Isn't the deputy hall master the hall master?"

Looking at the asking-for-a-punch expression on Lin Changqiang's face, Wudao, who had been quite cheerful, became extremely angry. However, several other senior officials on the stone chairs tried hard to hold back their laughter, and Chen Zhen, the hall master, even laughed out loud.

After a while, at the hour of Si, a guardian walked to the stage at Chen Zhen's nod and announced loudly:

"This monthly competition has officially begun. For the first round, those who wish to challenge my disciple, please come to the center of the arena immediately!"

There was no opening ceremony and no unnecessary nonsense. The monthly competition in Huangdian was the highlight from the beginning. However, the disciples did not have much expectations for the first game.

If you want to be promoted to a personal disciple, you just need to fight with any senior disciple and not lose. But how easy is it to achieve this?

Pang Tong and Song Zhou often practiced with their disciples, and everyone knew their own strengths and weaknesses, so most of the disciples knew that the really exciting parts would be the second and last rounds.

But today's situation seems to be a little different... As soon as the protector finished speaking, a figure walked out from the team of disciples and landed directly on the stage.

"Disciple Lin Dong wants to challenge Senior Brother Fang Yun."

The sound echoed throughout the arena, attracting countless eyes.

"Lin Dong? He is the guy who walked to the front of the desolate stone and condensed the desolate seeds within a day? But isn't he only at the fifth level of Nirvana? How dare he challenge Senior Brother Fang Yun?"

"I heard that he, Lin Diao and Lin Yan are all brothers of Senior Brother Chang Qiang."

"If you ask me, Lin Diao and Lin Yan are the real awesome ones. They actually sneaked out to travel around right after joining the Desolate Palace. If I dare to do that, I will definitely be scolded when I go home to visit my family!"

"Compared to Senior Brother Changqiang, he seems to be the calm and reserved type, but I don't know..."

The whispers around were not transmitted by Yuanli, and even Lin Dong on the ring could hear them clearly. However, Huangdian obviously did not prohibit this. The referee next to him even smiled before turning to look at Fang Yun.

"Fang Yun, are you willing to accept the challenge?"

In order to prevent the occurrence of a round-robin battle, each disciple in the monthly competition has only three chances to challenge and three chances to refuse, and can only be challenged three times at most.

If there are more than three people who want to challenge the same disciple, the referee will select three of them. If all the disciples refuse the challenge of the same disciple, the referee will also randomly select people to fight.

This is the basic rule of monthly comparison.

"My junior brother invited me, how could I refuse?"

On the platform behind the stone chair, Fang Yun chuckled and slowly stood up. With his white robe, he looked more like a scholar from somewhere.

He tapped his toes lightly, and landed in the arena gracefully. He hooked his index finger and pushed his thumb, and a fan-shaped magic weapon unfolded from his hand. On it were inscribed four characters: Dragons Flying and Phoenix Dancing.

The first in Huang Palace!

A faint white mist rose quietly, making Fang Yun look outstanding. Even though the smile on his face was a little frivolous, it still made many female cultivators' eyes light up.

"…He still deserves a beating."

The corners of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched, and Pang Tong, the eldest senior brother, also held his forehead helplessly.

"You haven't practiced with him recently?" Song Zhou glanced over, a little confused.

Normally, whenever Fang Yun took out the number one fan in the Deserted Palace, Pang Tong and Jiang Hao would always take turns to come over to compete with him. Among them, Jiang Hao was the most active, while he himself rarely took action. Unexpectedly, this time Jiang Hao actually changed his temper.

"After being defeated by the spear master... previously, I have been practicing in seclusion."

Jiang Hao smiled awkwardly. Pang Tong and Song Zhou also nodded in understanding and said no more.

They were also present at the competition, so they knew that Jiang Hao's loss to Lin Changqiang was not because he was too weak...

Let’s just take a look at the competition in the distance!

(End of this chapter)