Draw Goddess from Douluo

On the square, the disciples of Qingyun Sect stood in their respective teams in an orderly manner. The sun shone on them, reflecting their colorful costumes, making them look like a rainbow. These disciples were roughly divided into five teams, and each team was led by Yue Dongbei and Yan Ruyu's favorite disciples.

The first disciple, Zi Zhenzhu, is tall and has a stern face. He stands at the front of the team, his gaze is like a torch, as if he can penetrate all appearances. The second disciple beside him, Ma Dongfei, looked bold and bold, with an uninhibited smile on his face. He was obviously a cheerful person. The third disciple, Leng Xing, as his name suggests, always has a cold look, but the twinkle in his eyes reveals his extraordinary strength.

On the other side, Yan Ruyu's two female disciples are also women and men. The fourth disciple, Bai Yun, is as gentle as water. She always has a faint smile in her eyes, as if she can resolve all disputes. The fifth disciple, Lan Shang, has a heroic appearance. She is wearing a tight-fitting military uniform that outlines her perfect body curves, and her brows reveal a heroic spirit that refuses to admit defeat.

In addition to the hundreds of disciples who were about to compete, there were also many people who came to the square today to watch the excitement. Most of these spectators are in the middle and lower reaches in terms of strength. They may not have made much achievements in cultivation, but they are very enthusiastic about competitions within the sect. They gathered together, whispering and discussing, all speculating on the outcome of today's game.

However, among this group of spectators, there are also a few masters. Although they are about to leave their sect and switch to the more powerful Tianfeng Sect's advanced techniques, their hearts are still filled with concern for this sect that has raised and taught them for several years. They stood silently in the crowd, watching the game on the field, with complicated expressions on their faces.

At this moment, a young man wearing a white gown caught everyone's attention. He has a slender figure, a handsome face, and a wise light in his eyes. He raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on Liu Yang, who stood as straight as a javelin in the No. 1 field. There was a glint in his eyes, as if he could see the extraordinary hidden in Liu Yang.

"This kid seems to have a very special aura about him." The young man said to himself, with a trace of inexplicable expectation on his face. In his memory, it seemed that he had encountered a figure with a similar aura to Liu Yang, and that figure had left a deep impression on him. Thinking back on it now, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he had returned to that unforgettable moment.

As the game approached, the atmosphere in the square became increasingly tense. The audience held their breath for fear of missing any wonderful moment. The same goes for the young man in white. He stared closely at Liu Yang's figure, looking forward to the game bringing him more surprises and discoveries. In this tense and expectant atmosphere, the game finally kicked off.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​I didn't expect you still have time to come here to watch the game, haha~" A simple and honest voice suddenly came from behind. These sudden words made the young man stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses. He turned around and saw Ma Dongfei walking towards him with a smile on his face. That familiar figure stood out among the crowd.

Junior Brother Tian looked at Ma Dongfei, and a faint smile immediately appeared on his face. This smile revealed his respect and kindness for the senior brother, "Second Senior Brother, you are here. The eight-year war is a major event in our sect. I How could I not come? Besides, I haven’t seen such an exciting game for a long time, and I’m already feeling bored, so I’m just looking for some fun to relieve my boredom.”

Ma Dongfei walked up to Junior Brother Tian and patted his shoulder affectionately. This move naturally attracted the attention of many young disciples around him. They curiously looked at this young man who was so familiar with the second senior brother, and couldn't help but feel a bit of curiosity and envy in their hearts.

"Who is he? Why haven't you seen him before?" A young disciple asked doubtfully, his eyes looking back and forth on Junior Brother Tian, ​​as if he wanted to see some clues.

"Yeah, I've never seen him before. Seeing how close he is to his second senior brother, could he be the senior brother who stayed before?" Another disciple couldn't help but guess.

The buzz around them gradually grew louder, but Junior Brother Tian and Ma Dongfei didn't seem to care. The two of them smiled at each other and continued walking towards the competition venue.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​you must perform well in this eight-year battle and bring honor to our sect." Ma Dongfei said as he walked, his tone full of expectations and trust for Junior Brother Tian.

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother. I will definitely try my best." Junior Brother Tian nodded and said with firm eyes. He took a deep breath of fresh air, felt the lively atmosphere around him, and couldn't help but feel eager to try it out.

As the two got closer, the situation on the playing field gradually became clearer. I saw that disciples from various sects had gathered together. They were either whispering to each other, or staring intently at the arena in front of them, waiting for the game to start. On the stage, the two participating disciples were already ready, and they were just waiting for the referee's order to start a fierce duel.

Junior Brother Tian and Ma Dongfei also found a suitable position and stood ready to watch the next game. Their eyes glanced back and forth on the ring, trying to get some clues. When the surrounding disciples saw the two of them arriving, they also greeted them one after another, and the scene became more lively for a while.

"Second Senior Brother, who do you think will win this competition?" Junior Brother Tian suddenly asked, his eyes flashing with curiosity and expectation.

Ma Dongfei pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "It's hard to say. Every disciple participating in the competition has his own special skills and unique skills. It's hard to predict who will win. However, I believe that as long as our sect's If the disciples work hard, they will definitely achieve good results.”

After hearing Ma Dongfei's words, Junior Brother Tian couldn't help but nodded. He knew that the second senior brother was right and the outcome of the game was indeed unpredictable. But no matter what, he will go all out to support his disciples and cheer them on.

With the referee's order, the game officially started. The two disciples on the ring quickly entered the state and began to fight fiercely. Their movements were quick and sharp, and every attack and defense was dazzling. The audience was attracted by this wonderful showdown and burst into cheers.

Junior Brother Tian and Ma Dongfei also watched with great interest, and they exchanged their views and opinions with each other from time to time. Although they cannot directly participate in the game, it is also extremely satisfying to be able to feel the tension and excitement by watching the game.

As time went by, the competition gradually entered a fierce stage. Every participating disciple tried his best to win. They jumped, punched and kicked, cast spells, or used weapons. There were all kinds of moves that were endless and dizzying. The audience was also deeply attracted by this exciting duel, and their emotions continued to fluctuate as the game progressed.

Finally, amidst bursts of warm applause and cheers, the game came to an end. Regardless of the result, every participating disciple has shown his or her own style and strength on this stage. For Junior Brother Tian and Ma Dongfei, they also gained a deeper understanding of the strength and potential of their own sect through this competition, laying a solid foundation for their future cultivation path.

After the game, Junior Brother Tian and Ma Dongfei did not leave immediately. They stayed in the venue and exchanged their thoughts and experiences with other brothers and sisters. This eight-year battle is not just a simple competition, but also a rare opportunity for communication and learning. They hope that through this competition, they can find their own shortcomings and improve them in future practice.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​did you gain anything from this competition?" Ma Dongfei suddenly asked.