I saw that the old man's subordinates randomly selected a person trained by Qiu Yuebai, and they were ready to start fighting.

"Young master, I'll say ugly things ahead, if the young master's people lose, the matter of attacking the sub-base of the burial world is still up to us, the older generation, don't interfere more." After speaking, he stroked his beard, looking determined to win.

It is true that he really didn't take Qiu Yuebai to heart, but he has always been worried about Qiu Yuebai's appointment, especially the position of the former hall master should also be his, but he just killed Qiu Hansheng and pressed on his head, he has always been unhappy, and now he can't teach Qiu Yuebai, a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, how can he consolidate his prestige in the Demon Slaying Palace.

"Well, if my people win, then all the branch hall masters present must listen to my command and do their best for this operation of the Demon Slaying Palace."

"How?" Qiu Yuebai's eyes looked straight into the eyes of everyone present, so that they didn't dare to look at them directly.

"Yes." The purple-robed old man said slyly, anyway, no matter how much he trained Qiu Yuebai, he would not be able to surpass his cronies, and Qiu Yuebai was doomed.

As long as he loses, he will definitely lose people's hearts, and naturally he is still in charge of the Demon Slaying Palace.

"Then let's not say more, if you have no objections, let's start talking!"

"We have no objections." Everyone replied in unison.

"Good."

Qiu Yuebai raised her hand to signal that it was time to start, and the two people on the field immediately started the competition.

……

"Young Master, are you really sure that you will win?"

"I don't know." Qiu Yuebai was also very nervous in her heart, this old guy is cunning and cunning, and he will inevitably make a bad move, which is really unreassuring. But he believes in the strength of his people.

Impossible, the young man on the other side was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked a little thin, how could he be so flexible and be able to dodge his attack?

Damn, how could it be so difficult to deal with.

"Look at the move, the thorn." A pile of sharp rocks several meters high suddenly burst out of the ground, and at this moment, it must be impossible to escape!

It's just a few mounds of dirt, how could it be possible to trap him, only to see the young man dodging and floating in mid-air.

Wind-based?

"Wind Blade." The young man kept throwing out one after another, catching the person on the other side off guard. He had been dodging just now, just trying to weaken his opponent's stamina, and now it was time to fight back.

The young master has been cultivating them, and now he has repaid the young master's kindness, and he will definitely not let the young master down!

The final blow. The boy stopped panting, and while his opponent had already been knocked to the ground by him, he won.

What the!? His cronies were defeated! How is this possible? The purple-robed old man was furious, could it be that he was calculated by Qiu Yuebai and turned into a trap? Impossible, Qiu Yuebai has indeed only started to cultivate powerful people in the past few years, and it is impossible for there to be masters.

That is, his own people are too weak, useless things, he has been cultivating him, but today he has lost his old face!

"As you can see, the winner is already clear." Qiu Yuebai glanced at the audience, although he was still the handsome young man in the crescent white robe, but everyone obviously felt the coercion, as if the hall master was there in person, and they suddenly realized that it was good to come today, if they didn't come, there would probably be no good end.

"I am willing to do my best for the young master!"

"Then the matter of attacking the burial sub-base, I will discuss it with you in detail another day, and that's it for today, you can leave, I will take the first step."

Qiu Yuebai stepped down from the high platform, picked up the young man who had just competed, and sent him to the infirmary.

And the purple-robed old man didn't even look at his cronies lying on the ground, and left directly angrily.

With such a comparison, everyone knows in their hearts that if they stand on the wrong team, they will probably end up like this, so they still have to think carefully.

The master of the Demon Slayer Temple is no longer what it used to be.