God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Qi Xiong's words are undoubtedly sending a signal, that is, from now on, the Dao Yizong has the final say in Dongzhou.

The four major sects in the past have now become affiliated with Tao Yizong, as well as Putuo Temple and Guigu.

In this way, who else in the entire Dongzhou can compete with Dao Yizong.

Let alone resisting, even saying no would be difficult.

Moreover, what Qi Xiong said next shocked everyone even more.

"In addition, on behalf of the Dao First Sect, our sect welcomes Senior Huoyan, Senior Caixia, and Senior Yunlishan to join the First Dao Sect."

This news shocked everyone speechless.

The great sage ancestors of Guigu and Luoxia Sect have all joined the Dao Yizong?

Some casual cultivators did not know these things and immediately looked at Su Luoxing and others in Gaotaishan with their mouths open.

Su Luoxing and the others did not refute. It was obvious that what Qi Xiong said was true.

These two simple pieces of information confirmed Daoyizong's position as the overlord of Dongzhou without a doubt.

At the moment, it is true that no one can shake the status of Dao Yizong.

After the words fell, Qi Xiong stopped talking nonsense and immediately announced the start of the four-sect competition.

Everyone took their seats one after another, and Qi Xiong specially arranged Ye Changqing next to him.

"What's wrong, Changqing boy? He looks worried."

"It's nothing, the sect leader is worrying too much."

Hearing this, Ye Changqing smiled helplessly and said, what can I do now that I'm here? Just watch the excitement.

Following Qi Xiong's announcement, all the young talents below were gearing up.

The order of the competition had already been prepared through drawing lots. A total of twenty arenas started at the same time, and a group of Taoist and Sect elders also boarded the arena to be responsible for the refereeing.

The casual cultivators and disciples from various major sects were very excited.

Only the Daoyi Sect disciples seemed to be lacking in interest. No, the other arenas were all in full swing, and in one of the arenas, there were disciples of the Daoist Sect on one side.

He walked onto the stage with an indifferent expression, looked at his opponent and bowed.

"Please enlighten me."

He spoke feebly. When he heard this, the young man opposite him frowned. He felt that this disciple of the sect was too arrogant. He didn't even have a fight yet, so he looked down on himself like this?

Anger welled up in his heart, and the young man immediately snorted coldly.

"Hmph, although senior brother is strong, junior brother is not an embroidered pillow. Even if he is defeated, he has to fight to know why he despises me so much."

Ok? ? ?

Hearing this, the Taoist disciple was stunned and then explained.

"I didn't mean that, it was just......"

It's true that I didn't mean to look down on anyone, it was just that I wasn't interested.

After all, what can the Four Sects Competition bring to him? It has no real meaning.

But the other party obviously didn't listen and took the lead.

Seeing this, the disciple of Dao Yizong also took action to resist, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this kid didn't try his best at all.

The beatings were more like perfunctory.

Even the Dao Yizong elder on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"This little brat..."

In the end, it seemed that the disciple of Dao Yizong won after a lot of struggle between the two parties, but in fact it didn't have to be that troublesome at all.

Moreover, after the victory, the disciple did not show the slightest hint of joy, but walked off the ring without looking back, returned to his seat, and lay down directly.

"Hey, why can't we give up?"

He sighed helplessly. If he could give up, he would have just surrendered.

Not only this disciple, but also in the following battle, as long as a Dao Yizong disciple takes the stage, nine out of ten will have no intention of fighting.

It gives people the impression of being extremely lazy and out of shape at all.

This time, let alone his opponent, even Qi Xiong's face turned dark on the high platform.

"These little bastards are so soft that they can't even be beaten, and the flaming punch looks like a fucking soft palm."

He couldn't help but cursed, it was indeed a bit too much. The Fiery Fist, which is famous for its fierceness, was punched out in one punch. It was no different from a cotton palm. What are you making a fuss about?

As well as the movements he performed, if he hadn't looked carefully, Qi Xiong would have thought it was an old lady crossing the road and taking a walk?

But even so, Dao Yizong disciples still won one after another, but such victories did not make people feel the slightest joy.

"Go, tell these little bastards to give them a good beating."

Unable to bear it anymore, Qi Xiong directly asked the deacon beside him to remind all the disciples that if the beating continues like this, Dao Yizong's face will be completely embarrassed by you.

Soon, the deacon also conveyed Qi Xiong's meaning to all the disciples.

After hearing Qi Xiong's order, all the disciples looked bitter.

"No, just win this fight."

"Okay, the sect leader has spoken, let's just pretend a little bit."

"Oh, that's all it can do. It's so troublesome."

Qi Xiong's warning still had a certain effect, but the effect seemed a little different from what he imagined.

Another disciple of Dao Yizong appeared on the stage. Looking at his opponent, this time, this disciple of Dao Yizong finally looked good.

At least he didn't look lazy. He stood up straight. Seeing this, the elders on the stage couldn't help but nod secretly. This is right. He looks a bit like a disciple of the Taoist sect.

"excuse me."

"Senior brother, please enlighten me."

The two sides surrendered to each other, and then, this Dao Yizong disciple took the initiative.

This is probably the first time since the battle that Dao Yizong disciples took the initiative to attack.

Facing the attack from Dao Yizong's disciples, the other party was also extremely alert and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

"Heaven Breaking Palm."

In one step, he appeared in front of this young man. The Taoist disciple raised his hand and was about to strike out.

Seeing this, this young man was also very experienced and immediately made a defensive posture.

However, in the next second, the expected sky-shattering palm did not fall. Instead, the young man felt a coldness in his crotch and forcefully hit his vaginal leg.

An indescribable smell of electric shock swept through his body instantly, and large beads of cold sweat dripped crazily from his forehead.

Looking at this Taoist disciple with eyes full of disbelief, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Aren't you.........the Heaven-Shattering Palm?"

"This is called soldiers never tire of deceit."

After saying this, the disciple of this sect stopped his legs, and the young man fell down foaming at the mouth. The severe pain obviously made him fall into a coma.

As for the elders on the side, they were stunned. What the hell are you doing?

"Elder, how about it? The victory is quite clean and tidy."

In the end, it was the disciple's voice that woke him up. Hearing this, the elder opened his mouth but could not say a word.

It is indeed neat and tidy, but does it really have to be like this?

Not to mention this elder, everyone present fell into deep silence when they saw this scene. The methods of this disciple of the sect are really a bit......... ....

No one said it clearly, but everyone's thoughts were surprisingly consistent.