Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and walked onto the stands humming a song.

She was very unhappy with Zhao Jiutian.

This person had better pray that she doesn't run into him.

"Sister Ning, that Zhao Jiutian..."

Limited Edition Mummy Lu Chaoyang poked his head out with difficulty.

He was shocked.

That Zhao Jiutian didn't seem to have any particularly strong powers.

The cultivation level will not be much higher.

How come...Chu Aotian is so vulnerable in his hands.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Lu Chaoyang who was lying horizontally, picked up an unpeeled spiritual fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Chaoyang:!!!

Ning Xiyuan touched the tip of her nose. She was just feeding the mummy.

By the way, he answered Lu Chaoyang's question: "The aura on him is very strange."

The power of luck suddenly accumulated on one person.

The effect is amazing.

Besides, there is also...the power of evil spirits.

Because the result of the match between Chu Aotian and Zhao Jiutian was so shocking, everyone began to discuss it eagerly, and occasionally a few curses could be heard in the stands.

The crowd slowly calmed down only after the last group of games was over.

Qin Chen won.

Although it is still a weak and thin five points.

But his victory is undeniable.

Ning Jin lost.

The Saint of the Hall of Eternal Life lost.

This news was enough to make those charlatans in the Hall of Eternal Life flip the table.

When Qin Chen walked onto the stands, his face looked pale and bloodless.

The wrist of his right hand was also a little bruised, which looked extremely scary.

Embarrassed.

This was a level of embarrassment that had never occurred in the previous few games.

Qin Chen knew that this was because Ning Jin had become stronger.

In just a few months, the speed at which he became stronger is simply astonishing.

He is so miserable.

Really!

Qin Chen felt that the remaining four people should comfort him.

But when they walked over, everyone gathered around Lu Chaoyang and listened to him crying and shouting.

"Mmmm, Chu Aotian is so miserable! Why can't I go up and finish him off at this time!"

“Ahhhhh! Who’s more miserable, me or Aotian?”

"There was an opportunity before me to take advantage of someone's misfortune..."

Qin Chen stood outside the four people, watching a bandaged hand raised tremblingly, and finally couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Amidst the noise and cheers.

A new round of rankings has emerged.

The bottom three points remain unchanged.

There have been new changes in the top two.

First place, Changshengdian, 60 points.

Second place, South Region, fifty-seven points.

Just three points behind.

But no one is not optimistic about the Southern Region.

There are three contestants left.

Both are from the Southern Region.

Why can't I win!?

Why is it impossible to win!

Unfortunately, Linxian City is the home turf of the Eastern Region and the Palace of Eternal Life, and not many people support the Southern Region.

The referee area in the stands started arguing again.

As usual, the remaining three contestants will have to compete in two more rounds.

But the situation this year is special.

Because two of the remaining three contestants were from the Southern Region, the judging panel decided to simplify the situation.

Only the final round is carried out.

Any contestant from the Southern Region will compete against Zhao Jiutian.

One game determines victory or defeat.

The Third Elder really overturned the table this time!

He rolled up his sleeves and stepped on a chair, looking at the referees from other forces around him, gritting his teeth and cursing.

"I think you old bald asses are all dung beetles farting and shameless!"

"I must have stepped on dog shit and dug up your ancestral graves in my previous life to have met a bunch of bastards like you in this life."

"The competition system can be changed as it pleases, why don't you just die as it pleases?"

"You are disrespectful to your elders, what a piece of shit! You cheat when you can't win, what's the difference between you and hooligans!!"

"..."

When the Third Elder said this, he did not hold back his voice at all, and even deliberately used his spiritual energy to amplify it.

The Tengyun Pond, which was bustling with people just now, is now completely silent.

The only sound left was the Third Elder's soul-stirring voice.

It spread to every corner of Tengyun Pond.

The entire jury had gloomy faces.

Everyone wanted to beat up the third elder.

Although what they did was indeed not allowed to be seen in public and was a little shameless.

but!

I didn't expect the Third Elder to curse so vulgarly!

It's just...ridiculous!

The third elder was still cursing, wishing he could curse all the ancestors of these dozen people.

Ning Xiyuan walked behind the third elder.

"Third Elder."

Ning Xiyuan folded his arms across his chest, raised his chin slightly, and called softly.

The scolding stopped.

The third elder snorted coldly, jumped off the chair and stood behind Ning Xiyuan.

The other referees seemed to be sober: "Master Ning, you have to teach us the rules of the Futu Sect, otherwise we will think that the Futu Sect is full of rude people who speak rudely!"

"That's right! We need to take care of it!!"

"You let your elders curse in public like this. You are not strict with your subordinates. You are still young!"

"..."

When the third elder was silent, they were all very eloquent.

The girl is still young, and you can vaguely see some immaturity in her.

It always makes people subconsciously ignore a lot of things.

The third elder gritted his teeth and stepped forward to argue.

Ning Xiyuan raised his hand to stop him.

So the other referees laughed: "We knew that Sect Master Ning is a reasonable person."

Ning Xiyuan smiled and shrugged, then turned around and said, "Let's go. They will lose if they go one more round or one less round."

"There's no need to waste your breath on such insignificant matters with losers."

The girl hadn't walked out of the crowd yet, and her voice was immature but with a laziness that didn't suit her age.

The Third Elder: "The Sect Master is absolutely right!"

Elder Qu also quickly followed and praised: "The sect master has a great vision!"

Although he is not an elder of the Futu Sect, at times like this it is necessary to emphasize unity against external enemies.

The other referees had their gums bitten.

Who are you calling trash?

Talk about them!

It turns out that people from the Southern Region are all birds of a feather!

Someone cursed: "You are just a youngster, too arrogant and presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!"

"Hiss... Do you know how Ning Xiyuan became the sect leader?"

Someone in the crowd asked weakly.

Someone immediately answered and expressed his extreme disdain.

"Everyone knows that he killed his mother to seize power!"

"Um... her mother seems to be in the out-of-body stage."

"..."

"......oh."

The referee team was inexplicably quiet again.

When Ning Xiyuan led everyone back to the City Lord's Mansion, the Third Elder and Elder Qu were still cursing behind them.

Qin Chen took two or three steps forward, holding his chest, his face pale: "Sister Ning, I can't do this."

"I'm seriously injured!"

"Very weak!"

Although he didn't watch Zhao Jiutian's game, but...

Definitely very strong!

An opponent of this abnormal strength should be dealt with by the pervert himself.

He applied for direct withdrawal.

Ning Xiyuan: “….Hehe.”

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