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Di Shuye, who didn't know anything about this, was still standing in the ring stupidly waiting for the opponent of the chess sect to come on the court. The so-called a few families are happy and a few are sad, and when the people of the Qizong saw that the Qinzong actually sent a fresh face, they all thought that the Qinzong was playing tricks, and they randomly chose someone to come up and fight for defeat, and their hearts sank.

This little-known kid, if he lays down straight up and down before the fight starts, then the chess sect will want to cry without tears.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Qin Sect who know Di Shuye are secretly happy, Di Shuye has joined the Qin Sect for eight years, and has never shown any dew in the past eight years, and at the end of the annual assessment, Di Shuye always refuses to participate on the grounds that his father-in-law is jealous, in their eyes, Di Shuye is a rookie through and through.

"This one, we are doomed!" Several peak masters of the Qin Sect were secretly happy in their hearts, and they didn't see the Eight Elders ringing the bell at the end, and their faces were gloomy and scary at this time.

"You are despicable, then let's compare and see, who is more despicable!" In the Qi Sect camp, the person in charge glanced at the Qin Sect's side, scolded secretly in his heart, and then hurriedly walked to the front disciples, signaling one of them to fight.

A person slowly walked out of the disciples of the Chess Sect, this person staggered, walked like a big bear twisting his waist, clumsy and slow, and when he arrived at the bottom of the ring, he looked up at the ring, and under the gaze of thousands of eyes from the field, he slowly stretched out his arm, climbed on a bulge on the edge of the ring, and dragged his bloated body up.

"Boom ......" Seeing this scene, all the people of the eight major sects on the field laughed, and the disciple of the chess sect was shocked by this shocking laughter, his arms trembled, and he fell from the ring, he didn't feel ashamed, he smiled at the audience, stretched out his stubby arm again, and crawled to the ring.

"This chess sect is too much, isn't it?" On the judges' bench, the people in charge of the major sects who came this time couldn't help frowning, and Tang Xun of the painting sect said dissatisfiedly.

The rest of the people nodded with deep sympathy, and the elder of the clinker chess sect smiled without smiling, and said, "Everyone has similar thoughts, each other!"

"Each other, Xiang Nanfei, the chess sect is fighting against the shepherd's disciples, and your chess sect is fighting...... It's ...... It's too much!" Tang Xun obviously knew Di Shuye, after all, when he had a relationship, the young man in the ring, when he was able to block the full blow of Yan Rudao's "Eight Horses", he was deeply impressed.

"Shepherd's disciple?" Elder Xiang's heart sank, and then he laughed and said, "That's good, that's good, hahaha!" The laughter grew louder and louder, and his face was proud.

The shepherd on the side had a calm face and glared fiercely at Xiao Changsheng behind the disciples of the Qin Sect, obviously the bell ringer had informed him of the situation here.

The other sect disciples in the ring were already humming and fighting together, Di Shuye frowned and looked at the chess sect players who were still humming and climbing to the ring.

"How can this be?" Di Shuye was stunned for a moment, shook his head slightly, thought for a while, walked to the edge of the ring, stretched out his palm and said, "Hold my hand, I'll pull you up!"

"Oh!" the fat man replied sullenly, his left hand clinged to the edge of the ring, his fat and short right hand trembled and finally reached Di Shuye's fingers, and the two hands shook each other, Di Shuye suddenly felt that his hand seemed to hold an extremely heavy stone lock, he was already standing on the edge of the ring and bent down to reach out his hand, and was pulled by this weight, before he could adjust his strength, his body had already leaned forward and fell.

"It's not good, it's okay for me to fall, this fat man is so heavy, it's terrible to fall. In his busy schedule, Di Shuye raised his wrist fiercely, and his cultivation power took advantage of the situation, and kicked the edge of the ring with his legs.

Turning around lightly when he was about to land, Di Shuye landed firmly on the ground and looked up at the ring.

"Oh!"

Everyone in the audience let out an 'oh' at the same time, and everyone could see that Di Shuye didn't want the fat man to get hurt, but in this way, the victory and defeat had been decided.

Leaving the ring is considered a failure, no matter what Di Shuye's intentions are, but after all, he is the first to leave the ring, and this game is considered a loss.

The disciples of the Chess Sect who originally looked happy and proud were all stunned, but the bell ringer and shepherd, who had no hope, were instantly overjoyed. The ending of the drama surname also made the two major sect camps fall into a deathly silence in an instant.

"That's it, the moment I grabbed his wrist just now, I already realized that he hadn't cultivated cultivation power at all, there was no point in such a battle, it was just that he lost the game......" Di Shuye didn't feel anything, he just felt a little ashamed of Drunken Dragon Yin, looked up and looked down, sure enough, Drunken Dragon Yin's face was not very good-looking.

In fact, how did Di Shuye know about Drunken Dragon Yin's thoughts? When he returned to the station, Drunken Fufeng told him the reason in detail, and Di Shuye understood.

"So, all the major sects are afraid of the death and injury of the disciples in the sect, so they chose such a strange competition? Senior Brother Long Yin feints, it must be the elders who passed on the news?" Di Shuye couldn't help but look at the happy shepherds on the judges' seat.

Looking at the black-faced Elder Qi Zongxiang, the shepherd was happy in his heart, and said to himself triumphantly: "Hehe, it's good to be fat, it's good to be fat!"

The old face of the originally black-faced Elder Xiang was even darker, this game was related to the fate of the younger generation of the sect, perhaps because of this carelessness, the young disciples of the Qi Sect died in the mouth of the crazy cloud beast, without the injection of fresh blood, the Qi Sect would at least form a vacuum period for a period of time, and this kind of heavy loss was not something that he could afford as an elder.

"Haha, okay, let's go on!" After three games, Qin Zong lost two games, and he no longer had any qualifications to fight for the final champion Tanhua, and the shepherd was happy and proud, and his tone was extremely excited when he spoke.

"What's more, do you think it's interesting to compare like this?"

The voice of opposition immediately sounded, it was the person in charge of the four major sects who had won, and the shepherd frowned, and his face was slightly cold.

"Shepherd, what kind of attitude do you have, this kind of competition, also called a competition? Everyone thinks that it is good to lose, and after they go on the field one by one, they can't afford to fall to the ground before they make three or five moves, these disciples are at least the strength of the middle level of the sixth level, are they so weak?" Mo Zhu, the elder of the Bamboo Sect, had a violent temper and snorted angrily.

"Mo Zhu, everyone discussed it before, the once-in-a-century cloud beast trend is imminent, and this competition is just the right choice to resist the cloud beast, did everyone say that before? This will make you regret it, do you really make it a child's play when we talk?" The shepherd looked at Mo Zhu coldly, and said in a deep voice, the flickering and dark aura on his body fluctuated, like a storm hidden behind the tranquility.

"Hehe, don't be excited, Mo Zhu's surname is like this, why do you want to be angry with him? But what we said before, but the eight major sects are fair games, and now you dare to say that this game is fair?"

"What Shui Zhu said is reasonable, this competition is not fair at all!" Seeing a hint of a hint, Mei Jie, the elder of the Mei Sect on the side, hurriedly said a word.

"How is it fair, then?" said the shepherd, sneering at the three of them.

"This kind of competition is not the solution after all, the terrifying scene a hundred years ago must be in everyone's hearts, but if it is not stopped, I am afraid that those crazy cloud beasts will sweep the entire continent, related to the fate of the entire continent, a small fight between children will be solved, too child's play!" Shui Zhu groaned for a long time and slowly spoke.

"Although this is good, but you and I both understand, resisting the tide of beasts is tantamount to sending them to death, do you think, who will send them to death? If it weren't for this kind of cheating father's competition decision a hundred years ago, my Qin Sect would not be where it is now!" The shepherd glanced at the eight disciples of the Eight Great Sects who were staring at his eight people, and recalled that the Qin Sect was calculated by other sects a hundred years ago, and there was a nameless anger in his heart.

"Hehe, old man, it's all over, forget it, everyone is responsible for protecting the family and defending the country, I think the proposal of the Han Yin Kingdom a hundred years ago is good. Ju Dongli, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke, this Ju Dongli was the person in charge of the Ju Sect this time.

Shui Zhu's eyes lit up: "You mean...... Take it voluntarily?"

"Not only do we adopt a voluntary model, some of them must have the help of Hanyang and Hanyin, and secondly, our eight major sects must also have people, driven by money, as the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards, we have enough people, and what to do is not something we can manage, just leave it to the general sect!"

"For the sake of the development of the sect, we have to do this...... Calculate the time, there are still more than three years before the time of the beast tide. The shepherd stretched out and sighed.

"Then this group of bear children is not comparable?" Mo Zhu's voice was quite loud, and this sound was heard by almost several major sects nearby, and the young people all looked at Mo Zhu with resentment on their faces.

"It's better than a yarn, do you like to watch it softly and pretend to be dead?Forget it, let's move on to the next link!" the shepherd responded angrily, and the ten-year Eight Great Sect Xiaobi came to an end.

Although the young people are not surprised by the small comparison, but compared to the elders' grudge battle', they are more enthusiastic about the latter, with the shepherd's orders one by one, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became lively, every teenager has a strong dream in his heart, watching the elders fight, it is very beneficial to the improvement of their own cultivation, and they have always watched others compete and have a comprehension and then break through the shackles abound, among the eight major sects, there is no shortage of disciples who are bottlenecking.

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