"Hello Dean!"

"Hello Mrs. Dean!"

Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan appeared, and the disciples of the Lanyan Academy Palace looked over and greeted each other excitedly.

Hearing the title of Mrs. Dean, Mu Yuyan felt a little funny and a little sweet.

Gu Lan looked at his disciples and found that many of them were not only confident, but also had a slight improvement in their strength.

He is still very pleased to have made such rapid progress in a short period of time.

Even if the Lanyan Academy did not achieve good results in the final of the Ten Thousand Races Competition in the end, it would be worthwhile for the disciples to gain a long understanding and make progress.

"There are still a few days before the finals start, so you should practice hard and adjust your state in the next few days."

"No matter what the final result is, you are all the pride of the Lanyan Academy."

Gu Lan said a few words.

This time, he didn't need to say bloody words to boost morale.

Because the morale of the disciples of the Lanyan Academy Palace has been unprecedentedly high.

Everyone is confident in themselves.

They looked at Gu Lan with gratitude and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Many of them have been taught and instructed by Gu Lan.

It was precisely because of Gu Lan that they were able to study their own exercises thoroughly, and they shined in this Ten Thousand Races Competition.

After Li Xiong finished explaining the finals, the disciples of the Lanyan Academy Palace immediately returned to their respective caves, not wanting to waste a little time, and continued to cultivate.

……

The day before the final, the repechage began.

The forces that were eliminated in the knockout round, as long as the disciples who were still alive, did not give up this opportunity.

Whether it is the forces of the human world, or the fairy world, the demon world, or the underworld, they are all ready to fight with all their strength in the repechage match.

This repechage match is a personal battle, and only by defeating more than three disciples of other forces in the ring match can you successfully advance.

This rule may seem simple, but it's actually not easy.

Because the number of places to participate in the repechage tournament is limited, the disciples sent by each force are the elite of the sect.

It's not easy to win against one, and it's even harder to win against three.

At this point, the knockout round begins.

Luan Xiaoyao, a disciple of the Wraith Palace, met his opponent, a disciple of the demon world forces who was known for his physical body.

She held the soul killing umbrella, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and she resolutely stepped into the ring.

Memories of the past came to her mind.

Since she exchanged the Wraith Orb for the qualification to ascend to the Underworld, every step she took was not easy.

At the beginning, she became an ordinary disciple of the Styx Holy Land, although the resources and cultivation conditions she obtained far exceeded those of when she was in the human realm.

But when she thought of Zheliang, who had soared with her, and became the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Styx in a short period of time, she was unwilling.

Luan Xiaoyao had her own pride in her heart, she didn't think that she would be inferior to Zheliang, who was also from the lower realm.

But the more she thought about it, the more her cultivation stopped.

In the end, under the persuasion of her master, the ancestor of the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, she chose to quit the Holy Land of the Styx and join the Hall of Wraith, which has a lot of roots with the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls.

Although the Wraith Hall is inferior to the Styx Holy Land in terms of overall strength.

But she would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

After coming to the Wraith Hall, Luan Xiaoyao began a smooth sailing time again.

Through hard cultivation, she also became a personal disciple of the Wraith Hall in a short period of time, and even obtained the qualification to participate in the Great Contest of Ten Thousand Races.

From the human realm to the underworld, and from the underworld to the divine realm.

Luan Xiaoyao has suffered enough, she feels that she must be able to shine in the God Realm and get a good ranking for the Wraith Hall in the Ten Thousand Races Competition.

In the beginning, it did.

In the preliminary round, she successfully defeated her opponent.

This is something that none of her peers have ever done.

With such a record, when she returns to the underworld in the future, her status in the Wraith Hall can also be further improved.

Even if it is impossible to become a saintess of the Wraith Temple.

But the next knockout round gave her a blow to the head.

In the Tower of Ghosts, she encountered a powerful ghost clan, and she had no ability to resist at all, and all the disciples of the Wraith Hall were wiped out.

If she hadn't reacted quickly enough and smashed the point token in time, I'm afraid she would have lost her life there.

Eliminated in the knockout round, this is a situation she would never want to see.

"This is my last chance, and I must not give it up!"

In the ring, Luan Xiaoyao urged the Soul Killing Umbrella, and the red umbrella and red clothes rushed towards the opponent with the most resolute posture like a torrent of blood.

A quarter of an hour later, a smear of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and the red became even brighter.

In this battle, she won.

However, she was not particularly happy, because she did not win this battle easily, and there were still two hard battles waiting for her.

Soon, she had another opponent.

With the particularity of the Soul Killing Umbrella and his own exercises, Luan Xiaoyao won again.

She suffered some minor injuries again, and after taking some pills, she didn't have time to recover before she went into the ring again.

This time, she was facing a disciple of a local force in the God Realm.

The opponent was very strong, and after a hard battle, she still relied on her own strength and will to win narrowly.

"Luan Xiaoyao of the Wraith Palace, the promotion is successful!"

Hearing the referee's voice, Luan Xiaoyao was extremely happy in her heart.

Covered in scars, she put away the Soul Killing Umbrella and limped out of the ring.

After getting out of the ring, he sent a message to his master as soon as possible.

"Xiao Yao, congratulations!"

"You are the greatest pride of the master in this life!"

It didn't take long for Luan Xiaoyao to receive a reply from her master.

Looking at the reply, she cried tears of joy.

Along the way, only Shizun knows how difficult it has been for her.

For many days and nights, every time she was about to lose it, it was because of her master that she gritted her teeth and persevered.

"Xiao Yao, don't hold a grudge against the ghost clan!"

"After all, the Wraith Hall is only a small force in the Underworld, and it can't fight against a behemoth like the Seven Clans in the God Realm."

"You have to find a way to have a good relationship with the top-ranked disciples in this knockout round, maybe you can become the backer of the Northern Underworld Dynasty in the future."

After reading the teacher's message, Luan Xiaoyao was silent.

She doesn't hold a grudge against the ghosts, she just doesn't feel strong enough.

She can understand Shizun's suggestion.

But instead of looking for someone else to be a backer, she hopes that she can become the backer of the Northern Underworld Dynasty.

Luan Xiaoyao took a few healing pills and walked in the direction of the inn where the Wraith Hall was located.

On the martial arts field, it is not allowed to fly in the air.

Passing by the location of the gambling game, there are people coming and going, and everyone is fiercely discussing the recent Great Contest of Ten Thousand Races.

Along the way, the name she heard the most was Lanyan Xue Palace.

She also knows the brilliant achievements of the Lanyan Academy.

It was the first day of the knockout round, and they won the powerful power of the Orcs and Fire Clans, and won the first place in the two Trials Towers.

Such a powerful force should be in line with the backer of Shizun's words.

But comparable to the strength of the seven clans in the God Realm, she felt that she couldn't climb high.