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Gu Tianya finally relented, "The competition is fine."

Sikong Wuhui and Ming Shuangshuang looked at each other and said in unison: "It is settled now."

"Since it's a big competition, there must be some prizes."

"In my opinion, we should compare combat strength, and the winner will get a spot to enter the Frost Secret Realm."

"Master Ming, Dean Gu, what do you think?"

Ming Shuangshuang smiled charmingly, "No problem for me."

Gu Tianya: "I have no problem with this old man either."

"However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?" Sikong Wuhui and Ming Shuangshuang asked in unison.

Gu Tianya: "Only twenty matches in total."

"After all, this is the competition for new disciples in our academy, so we shouldn't steal the show. What do you two fellow Taoists think?"

Ming Shuangshuang raised an eyebrow, "I have no problem. Baiyin Pavilion will play five games."

Sikong Wuhui's face looked a little ugly, but he tried hard not to get angry, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay."

This time, Sikong Wuhui brought out a total of seventy-five elite disciples. If they could win all fifteen battles, with the help of the space array, they could teleport everyone into the Frost Secret Realm.

Gu Tianya's proposal just hit Sikong Wuhui's bottom line.

Because of this, even though Sikong Wuhui was unhappy, he did not show his hostility in public.

After reaching an agreement, Sikong Wuhui and Ming Shuangshuang both flashed to the viewing platform.

"Master, have you negotiated the place to enter the Frost Secret Realm?" As soon as Sikong Wuhui's feet touched the ground, Su Feixia came up to him and asked.

Sikong Wuhui put his hands behind his back, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

His voice was cold and solemn, "Well, it's settled."

"However, there will only be 20 matches, and the winner of each match will receive a spot to enter the Frost Secret Realm."

"Master, why should we ask for a place from Holy Sun College?"

“When the Frost Secret Realm opens, can’t we just force our way in?” Fang Yao’s eyes sharpened and his tone was disdainful.

Sikong Wuhui: "This method is inappropriate."

Fang Yao was dissatisfied when he heard this, and continued to ask: "Master, what's wrong?"

"The strong are respected, and the weak dare not disobey."

Sikong Wuhui glanced at Fang Yao. Privately, he agreed with what Fang Yao said.

However, as the leader of a sect, you still have to be careful when you go out.

"Okay, the matter has been settled." Sikong Wuhui waved his hand, obviously not wanting to dwell on the matter any further.

"In the next battle, we can only win, not lose."

"Feixia, Fang Yao, Jing Cong, the three of you from Feisheng Sect will fight five matches each. Is there any problem?"

Fang Yao twitched his lips. "With these guys from Shengyang College who are strong on the outside but weak on the inside, there's no need for the three of us to come out. Just me alone is enough!"

Sikong Wuhui laughed loudly upon hearing this, and said with finality, "Okay."

"Then you will fight."

"Master, I have heard a piece of news." Su Feixia said after hesitating for a moment.

Sikong Wuhui: "Speak."

Su Feixia: "This year, Shengyang College has produced three geniuses with level eight qualifications."

Fang Yao snorted coldly, and said in a mocking tone, "Genius?"

“Only a genius who has grown up can be called a ‘genius’.”

“If Shengyang College dares to send them into battle, I, Fang Yao, will definitely let this group of rabble from Shengyang College see what a true genius is.”

"Let them see how the genius they mentioned fell by the wayside."