The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 27 Bye Advancement

Upon seeing the newcomer, Shi Zhongyu clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.

"This disciple greets Martial Uncle Du!"

He recognized the man; he was Du Wanchuan, a disciple of Cheng Zixue.

Du Wanchuan stared coldly at Shi Zhongyu.

"You still haven't answered me: why did you violate the sect rules and harm your fellow disciples?"

Shi Zhongyu smiled.

"Master Uncle, I haven't violated any sect rules!"

"As for hurting them?"

"Uncle-Master, you're mistaken. It was a group of them who ganged up on me!"

"If anyone violated the sect rules, it was them. Besides... we were just having a sword fight!"

Du Wanchuan snorted coldly and pointed at Li Zhongyi and the others' faces.

"Are they ganging up on you like this?"

Shi Zhongyu said calmly, "Uncle-Master, ganging up on someone is one thing, but not actually hitting them is another!"

He was not afraid of Du Wanchuan.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the disciples in the training ground."

He didn't believe Du Wanchuan hadn't seen it.

Du Wanchuan certainly saw it; he had been watching it the whole time.

To his astonishment, Shi Zhongyu's swordsmanship improved far too quickly.

Upon hearing this, Du Wanchuan looked at Li Zhongyi.

"Are you ganging up on him?"

Li Zhongyi covered his face and muttered, "We absolutely did not gang up on him, we were just having a match with him."

Du Wanchuan snorted.

"waste!"

After he finished cursing, he stared at Shi Zhongyu.

"Even in a competition, you shouldn't have hit so hard!"

Shi Zhongyu lamented, "My swordsmanship is inadequate, and my skill has not yet reached the level of complete control, which is why this situation has arisen."

"How about this!"

"I will cover their medical expenses!"

Du Wanchuan was so angry he laughed.

"The sect can afford these medical expenses."

Shi Zhongyu nodded upon hearing this.

"Since you've said so, Uncle-Master, then this disciple will not contribute any money."

After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Du Wanchuan once again.

"If there's nothing else, Uncle-Master, I'm going to practice my sword now."

Du Wanchuan was furious. This kid's words were offensive and he didn't give people any face.

"You are truly a good disciple of Senior Brother Feng!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Du!"

After Shi Zhongyu finished speaking, he immediately walked to the side and continued practicing his sword.

Du Wanchuan watched Shi Zhongyu practicing his swordplay, pondering who he should ask to "instruct" the young man tomorrow.

Judging from the swordsmanship this kid has displayed, it's definitely close to perfection.

After some thought, Du Wanchuan made a decision.

"Let Bin'er go then!"

Seeing that Uncle Du remained silent, Li Zhongyi and the others exchanged glances, not daring to utter a sound.

Du Wanchuan felt annoyed when he saw Li Zhongyi and the others.

"What are you still standing here for? Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

"Get back there now and practice your skills properly from now on!"

Li Zhongyi and the others dared not refute him and slunk away.

After a day, Shi Zhongyu felt refreshed and in top condition.

The next day, the bell rang.

Shi Zhongyu finished washing up early.

Uncle Hua didn't come today; instead, a fellow disciple he didn't recognize came.

"Junior brother, Martial Uncle Hua sent me to call you to the martial arts arena!"

Shi Zhongyu bowed with his hands clasped.

"Thank you for your trouble, senior brother."

Shi Zhongyu followed behind the senior brother in the green robe, his heart filled with curiosity about the competition among the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

The Snow Mountain Sect's competitions are divided into major and minor competitions. The major competitions are the competitions between the Wan generation and the Cheng generation.

The "small competition" refers to the competition among those below the "ten thousand" generation, specifically those of the "heaven" generation.

Shi Zhongyu belongs to the "Tian" generation.

Shi Zhongyu followed his senior brother to the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena was built along the mountain slope of Lingxiao City. The platform was wide enough to accommodate dozens of people to fight.

On the north side of the platform, there is a high platform for viewing the ceremony. Stone steps lead up to the front, with a soft cushion at the very center.

Shi Zhongyu saw his master, uncle, and others sitting in the very center.

In front of the stage stood several disciples dressed in blue elder robes, bowing their heads and adjusting their attire, waiting quietly for the competition.

Shi Zhongyu followed his fellow disciple to Feng Wanli's side.

"Master!"

He took the initiative to bow.

Feng Wanli nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Shi Zhongyu.

Seeing that Shi Zhongyu was in excellent spirits, he nodded in satisfaction.

Beside him, Hua Wanzi leaned close to Shi Zhongyu and whispered, "Uncle-Master, you've heard about what happened yesterday."

"You did a great job!"

Hua Wanzi patted Shi Zhongyu on the shoulder as she spoke.

Feng Wanli turned his head to look, and Hua Wanzi immediately became solemn, her eyes fixed on the martial arts stage.

Shi Zhongyu stood behind his master, waiting for the competition to begin.

Soon, it was three-quarters past dawn.

thump.

Someone rang a small bell.

A disciple in charge stepped onto the stage and announced loudly, "All disciples participating in the preliminary competition, please ascend the platform!"

Shi Zhongyu looked at Feng Wanli.

He was so engrossed in practicing his skills that he was unaware of the competition rules.

Feng Wanli nodded to Shi Zhongyu.

"Just go up there, and they'll assign you disciples!"

Upon hearing the sound, Shi Zhongyu walked towards the stone platform.

Hua Wanzi cheered on Shi Zhongyu.

"Strive to win the championship!"

Shi Zhongyu paused, then gave his uncle a reassuring smile.

Not far from Hua Wanzi, Du Wanchuan snorted coldly.

"The leader?"

"Isn't Junior Sister Hua afraid of putting too much pressure on this little guy and bending his spine?"

Hua Wanzi said coldly, "There's no need for Senior Brother Du to worry about that."

Du Wanchuan was speechless and felt uncomfortable.

Hua Wanzi then spoke up again, "Senior Brother Du, are you perhaps sending some of your earlier disciples to instruct Shi Zhongyu?"

Du Wanchuan remained expressionless.

"Shi Zhongyu is exceptionally talented. Disciples who entered the sect at the same time as him pose no challenge to him."

"Therefore, only those who start earlier can be his rivals."

Hua Wanzi glanced at Du Wanchuan.

This guy actually praised Shi Zhongyu.

Du Wanchuan noticed Hua Wanzi's gaze and snorted, "Although this kid makes me very unhappy, he is still a disciple of our Snow Mountain Sect."

"I'm confident I can see his talent."

A smile appeared on Hua Wanzi's face.

"It seems that Senior Brother Du still has a sense of justice."

Du Wanchuan snorted coldly.

"Talent may be great, but disrespecting seniors will eventually lead to trouble!"

Hua Wanzi immediately stopped laughing and decisively turned her head away, ignoring Du Wanchuan.

Just as the two were talking, more than thirty disciples of the Heavenly generation stood on the platform.

The disciple in charge glanced at the group and said indifferently, "Disciples who have learned the Seventy-Two Forms of Swordplay, now all of you, step down from the stage."

In an instant, more than twenty people left the platform.

The disciple nodded and glanced at the platform.

He then said directly to Shi Zhongyu and the others, "Now, each of you can choose a disciple to compete against!"

Shi Zhongyu did not expect Xiao Bi to be so hasty.

As he was thinking this, he noticed that everyone on stage had soon found their opponents.

Only he was not sought out.

Shi Zhongyu looked at a disciple, who immediately avoided him and found a fellow disciple to spar with.

As soon as he looked at one person, another person avoided him.

Shi Zhongyu pondered, "It will always be an even number, right?"

However, after all the disciples had paired up, Shi Zhongyu discovered that he had been left behind.

He looked at the disciple in charge.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

This disciple was also surprised that such a thing would happen.

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask Uncle Feng and the others."

He returned quickly.

"You've advanced! You can go now!"