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"Boy, you don't have to worry about the blue bronze mirror. Because only me and the boy surnamed Long saw you taking the spiritual treasure. As long as you don't use the spiritual treasure in the sect in a short time, the old man will not be able to find it."

"After the sect competition is over, I will personally help you refine it, and you will be able to completely master and use the blue bronze mirror." Just when Chu Zhongtian was reluctant to put his mind at ease, Jiao Enjun's voice came to his ears.

At the same time, he also gave himself a reassurance.

After Long Xingyun completely tore the giant palm and left a domineering threat, Chu Zhongtian could finally recover his spiritual power at ease.

"Master Zhong Feng, the matter is over, you can continue the competition!" After getting Jiao Enjun's promise, Long Xingyun glanced at Zhong Faqin who was in a daze and reminded her kindly.

"Next, the first match of the twelfth round will be held, with contestant No. 1 Guo Zhaoli facing contestant No. 6 Zhang Renyuan."

"Guo Zhaoli meets Senior Brother Zhang!" After stepping onto the stage, Guo Zhaoli was originally planning to admit defeat.

Because he was severely injured, he could not be Zhang Renyuan's opponent at all, but just when he was about to admit defeat, a strange voice suddenly came to his ears, ordering him to delay for a while so that Xia Luoxing could have enough time to heal.

"Zhang Renyuan meets Junior Brother Guo!" Zhang Renyuan, who was also a preparatory disciple of the Law Enforcement Peak, also received the same order.

Originally, Zhang Renyuan was going to accept the refreshing mood of a victory easily, but he suddenly became unhappy, but facing someone who could use the sound transmission technique to order him, he did not dare to resist at all, and could only accept the order honestly.

Guo Zhaoli in front of him was pale, and his breath was messy. Even if he cooperated with him, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a long time because of the injuries in his body.

In desperation, Zhang Renyuan secretly winked at each other and used verbal conversation to delay for a while.

"Junior Brother Guo, I see that you don't look very good. Is it because your injury has not fully recovered yet!"

"Alas!" Guo Zhaoli sighed, then looked up and looked into the distance, his eyes full of complicated expressions.

He looked for nearly five minutes, and felt that if he continued to look, he might cause dissatisfaction among the people at the scene.

After retracting his gaze, Guo Zhaoli said in a very pitiful tone: "Senior Brother Zhang, you don't know that in the first game of the tenth round, Senior Brother Lu...!"

Then, the audience witnessed a unique game that was completely carried out in a casual chat.

Originally, according to Zhong Faqin's personality, he would have scolded Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan for what they did at this time.

However, considering that Chu Zhongtian, who had just finished the game and consumed a lot of spiritual power, also needed time to recover his spiritual power, Zhong Faqin just let Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan chat.

Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan chatted for nearly an hour before they had to stop chatting.

It wasn't that someone stopped them from chatting, but that the two people who were not familiar with each other had talked about all the topics they could talk about, and they really didn't know what to talk about next.

"Brother Zhang, I have never been convinced of your ranking. I just took advantage of this game to let my junior brother test your strength and see if you are really better than me." Being able to use the chat to delay for an hour, Guo Zhaoli felt that he had completed the order of the strong man behind him.

At this time, he wanted to end the game quickly and continue to heal his injuries after going down, so as not to extend the injury to the foundation and affect his breakthrough to the Qi transformation stage.

"Really? Then I will let you take a good look at whether my strength is worthy of my ranking."

At this time, Zhang Renyuan didn't want to continue like this, so as not to affect his popularity among the audience, so when he saw Guo Zhaoli intending to end the game, he immediately cooperated enthusiastically.

"Turning stones into gold!" Guo Zhaoli walked slowly towards Zhang Renyuan with a move that was a preliminary martial arts skill that entered the realm of minor success, but it did not contain any spiritual power.

"Water falls and flowers bloom!" It was also a preliminary swordsmanship that entered the realm of minor success, and it also did not contain any spiritual power.

The only difference was that his speed was slightly faster than Guo Zhaoli.

"Ah...!" The Spring and Autumn Pen and the Life Spirit Sword collided with each other. There was neither a roaring collision sound nor the fluctuation of spiritual power explosion, but only Guo Zhaoli's seemingly miserable howling.

Along with the miserable scream, Guo Zhaoli fell to the ground and pretended to be unconscious.

"Contestant No. 6 Zhang Renyuan won!" Seeing that the drama between Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan was finally over, Zhong Faqin, who had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time, immediately announced the result of the competition.

Seeing Guo Zhaoli pretending to be unconscious and hiding on the stage, Zhong Faqin wanted to kick him off, but at this moment, Guo Zhaoli woke up in time, stood up immediately, and walked off the stage pretending to be weak.

After Guo Zhaoli walked off the stage, Zhong Faqin glanced at Chu Zhongtian under the stage and found that he had opened his eyes and was about to stand up.

Seeing Chu Zhongtian, who was in high spirits and had a long breath, Zhong Faqin knew that he had fully recovered his spiritual power and was relieved immediately.

Then, he continued to announce the numbers and names of the contestants.

"The second match of the twelfth round, contestant No. 3 He Ying, will face contestant No. 13 Chu Zhongtian!"

As Zhong Faqin announced the numbers and names of the contestants, the audience, who had been tortured by Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan for more than an hour, suddenly became energetic.

He Ying, the second-ranked master among the outer disciples, has exquisite swordsmanship. He lost to Lü Cong in one move in the qualifying round.

In the twelve rounds, he won nine games and lost one, had one bye, and accumulated nine points, temporarily ranking third.

Chu Zhongtian, a dark horse that emerged in the sect competition, is not only strong, but also has countless trump cards. No one knows his depth so far.

In the twelve rounds, he won ten games and had one bye, and accumulated ten points, temporarily ranking second.

The match between the two can be said to be the most exciting and most noteworthy match in this round. Moreover, the match between the two also concerns the final champion.

If He Ying defeats Chu Zhongtian, then Lü Cong, who has not lost in one round, will basically become the champion of this sect competition.

If Chu Zhongtian defeats He Ying, then the final champion will be in the next round, the match between Chu Zhongtian and Lü Cong.

"Chu Zhongtian meets Brother He!" Chu Zhongtian, who was the first to step onto the ring, greeted with respect.

"He Ying meets Junior Brother Chu!" He Ying responded with the same respect.