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Ning Xiaolei squeezed out a bright smile and said as he walked beside the two of them.    

"Oh, little brother, are you here for the Heaven Flower Martial Meet as well?"    

Ning Xiaolei did not hide his identity as the cultivator. The two of them could tell at a glance that Ning Xiaolei was not an ordinary person.    

Ning Xiaolei's eyes instantly lit up when he heard this.    

Ning Xiaolei nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, that's right. I heard about it unintentionally, so I decided to come over to take a look. Big Bro and Big Sis also came over, right?"    

"Of course. Almost all of the people who came here are people from the same sect."    

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded. "Little brother, don't address me as Big Brother or Big Sis. My name is Wang Qiang and this is my wife, Gao Han. May I know what your name is?"    

"My name is Ning Xiaolei, you can call me Xiaolei!"    

Ning Xiaolei grinned and then said: "Sister Qiang, I did not mean to hear about the Heaven Flower Martial Arts Competition. I wonder if you guys can tell me about it?"    

"Of course you can, it's not a secret!" Wang Qiang nodded with a smile and spoke to Ning Xiaolei.    

Ning Xiaolei listened quietly and quickly understood the gist of it.    

What Wang Qiang said was about the same as what he had learned from Shi Yun, but it was much more detailed.    

Moreover, Wang Qiang had also stated that the location of the Martial Competition would be at the northern peak of the Tianhua Mountain.    

The so called Heavenly Flower Martial Arts Competition was a competition between the various sects in the Tianhua Mountain, but people from other places were allowed to participate.    

As long as one was a member of the younger generation and below thirty years of age, one would be able to enter the arena even if they thought themselves to be capable.    

The final victor would receive rewards from all the sects in the Tianhua Mountain.    

However, in the past years, the majority of the victors of the Tianhua Mountain Martial Arts Tournament were the disciples of the various sects.    

This was not to say that the Tianhua Mountain sects were very strong, but rather that the people who came were rogue cultivators or people from small sects and small sects. Naturally, they could not compare to the disciples of the Tianhua Mountain sects.    

The true disciples of the large sects simply looked down on the match and disdained to participate.    

After chatting for a while, Ning Xiaolei also understood Wang Qiang and Gao Han's identities. They were two ordinary rogue cultivators.    

It was because he had accidentally saved an injured and dying old man and obtained a cultivation technique, which was why he was able to become the cultivator.    

The two of them naturally asked about Ning Xiaolei's identity. Ning Xiaolei lied and said that the source of his cultivation technique was found in an ancient cave in the mountain.    

Regarding this, Wang Qiang and Gao Han were not suspicious at all. They chatted and laughed with Ning Xiaolei along the way.    

With the speed of their feet, it was only around eight o'clock when they reached the peak of the North Peak.    

If not, it would not have taken such a long time.    

Upon reaching the North Peak, Ning Xiaolei followed Wang Qiang and Gao Han into a large area of clouds.    

Deep within the clouds was a sect called Heavy Water Gate, which was one of the five great sects.    

The five peaks of Tianhua Mountain were controlled by the five sects. The five sects were respectively Thundercloud Sect, Azure Flame Sect, Two Elements of Sword Sect, Flying Cloud Sect, and Heavy Water Gate.    

And this North Peak, was controlled by the Heavy Water Gate. The location of the Martial Competition this time, was also at the Heavy Water Gate.    

The three of them advanced, and before long, they reached the Heavy Water Gate.    

Just like Thundercloud Sect, the area of the Heavy Water Gate was very large, with pavilions, pavilions, and all kinds of tall halls.    

Currently, within the Heavy Water Gate, there were figures everywhere who wore different clothes.    

"Yesterday, the top fifty of the five sects had already been decided. Today, fifty more people will be chosen from the remaining cultivator s who have registered. There will be a total of a hundred people to fight in the finals."    

At this moment, Wang Qiang suddenly explained in Ning Xiaolei's ears.    

They could tell that Ning Xiaolei was not that old and could sign up to participate.