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"Master, I have something to report." Jing Cong, who had been silent all this time, spoke slowly.

The sound was not loud, but it attracted the attention of Sikong Wuhui, Fang Yao, and Su Feixia.

Sikong Wuhui frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jing Cong raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Yao, his tone still calm, "Gu Zhantian's direct disciple has broken through to the Martial King realm."

Fang Yao's face twisted when he heard this, and he blurted out, "Impossible."

Sikong Wuhui also found it a little unbelievable.

Gu Zhantian had never accepted any disciples, and only accepted two new disciples one month ago.

Jing Cong paused, then continued, "According to reliable information, this person had just broken through to the martial arts master realm when he joined Shengyang College."

"But for some reason, in just one month, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he broke through to the Martial King realm."

The more Sikong Wuhui listened, the deeper the wrinkles on his brows grew.

If these words were spoken by any other disciple, Sikong Wuhui would have slapped him in the face long ago.

However, since these words came out of Jing Cong's mouth, he had to be cautious.

Jing Cong has a physique that allows him to tam animals, and he has a very high affinity with all kinds of birds and beasts.

He contracted a blood-evil shadow tiger and a group of blood-shadow bats.

Not only is his combat capability impressive, his ability to gather information is also top-notch.

Sikong Wuhui was silent for a moment, then asked, "How confident are you if you face Xiao Chenyuan?"

Fang Yao: "100%."

Jing Cong: "One percent."

Sikong Wuhui: "......"

Of the judgments of Fang Yao and Jing Cong, it is clear that Jing Cong's words are more convincing.

"What about Senior Brother Lan? If Senior Brother Lan takes action, then Xiao Chenyuan will definitely not be a match for Senior Brother Lan." Su Feixia said confidently.

Sikong Wuhui: "Okay, the time has come. I will be back soon."

When Sikong Wuhui returned to the viewing platform, Gu Tianya and Ming Shuangshuang had already been waiting for half a quarter of an hour.

"Master Sikong, I have already discussed with the Lord of the Underworld that the competition should stop at a certain point and no one should be killed."

"A martial arts competition, one round will decide the winner."

"The five disciples of Baiyin Pavilion will each compete with the disciples of Shengyang College in one duel. The remaining fifteen duels will be conducted between the disciples of Feisheng Sect and the disciples of Shengyang College."

"Five matches in one day, completed in four days."

"Does Sect Leader Sikong have anything to add?"

Sikong Wuhui: "Yes."

"The two contestants should be at the same level of cultivation."

Gu Tianya nodded, "It should be so."

Ming Shuangshuang raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled meaningfully, "I have no problem with that either."

Gu Tianya: "Since everyone has no objection, Gu Yun, let's begin."

Gu Tianya looked at Gu Yun and spoke calmly.

Gu Yun nodded.

"Dear disciples, this new entrance competition will have 20 extra matches. Today, there will be five extra matches."

As soon as Gu Yun finished speaking, the disciples on the waiting platform became excited.

"Master, disciple invites you to fight!" Qingyun walked out from the viewing platform and bowed to Ming Shuangshuang, Gu Tianya, Sikong Wuhui and the others.

Ming Shuangshuang reached out and smoothed the hair by her ears, nodded, and said, "Well, go ahead."

Gu Tianya pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Fang Chong.

Fang Chong was squinting his eyes as he looked at Qing Yun who had already flown onto the fighting stage.

His martial arts skills were very open and closed, so he had no chance of winning against Qingyun.

In the academy, he and Xiao Xingchen, who had just broken through, were the only ones who had reached the ninth level of martial artist.

Morale is the most important factor in a competition, so winning the first battle is very important.

Thinking of this, Fang Chong took the initiative to step forward and was about to ask for a fight.

A streak of light flashed by, and Luo Bingdie's pink dress fluttered, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and her figure landed lightly on the fighting stage.

He raised his chin towards Qingyun and said, "Luo Bingdie from Shengyang College, please teach me!"