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It was obvious that even though he had tried his best to change his voice when he transmitted his voice to Yun Qianyang, he was still suspected.

Yan Lan stepped down from the stage and looked around.

Lin Hu turned his head and glanced at Qin Wentian. Seeing that Yan Lan was about to step forward, he suddenly halted his steps.

Because the youth in front of him was waving at him, he had a thoughtful expression on his face as he sat up, quietly waiting for the next round.

Yun Qianyi slowly walked up the stage. Yun Qianyi's exquisite attire made him look extremely beautiful, and it affected the minds of many men.

Even though she was a female, she still revealed a stunned expression. This was because Yun Qianyi, who was on stage, was truly too beautiful.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hu immediately closed his eyes.

Yun Qianyi's opponent was a rogue cultivator. His opponent was a rogue cultivator, so he did not say much and directly admitted defeat without fighting.

He had a clear sense of propriety towards himself, so he decided to directly walk down the arena to enjoy himself.

"Number 3, get on stage!"

Following the loud shout of the Cloud City Soldier, Lin Hu walked up to the arena.

Yun Qianyi, who was walking down from the stage, stared at his mask with his beautiful eyes. Towards this scene, Lin Hu calmly turned around and nodded his head.

Lin Hu who was walking on stage did not know that Yun Qianyi, who was behind him, had turned to look at him.

Such a scene naturally caused the male disciples below to clench their fists, their eyes filled with resentment.

The opponent in front of him was a rogue cultivator. He casually dismissed these people. At this moment, he looked around and said, "It's strange that no disciples from the Martial Hall are participating in this competition!"

His tone was filled with doubt, but when he saw Yun Qianyi, he was relieved.

Since Yun Qianyi was present, the disciples of the Martial Hall would definitely not participate because they would not be able to obtain the first place nor the second or third place reward.

He had been in the Martial Hall for a period of time, and he had already sensed the rich resources in the hall.

From afar, he heard a clamor resounding throughout the hall. He turned his gaze over and saw that these figures belonged to the disciples of the Martial Hall.

Shouts and cheers came from afar.

"The young city lord is here to cheer you on, do your best, young city lord."

"Yes, Young City Lord, you should fight well and obtain first place. You are the strongest, forget the pain of losing your loved one!"

The first sentence was still okay, but the second sentence caused the surrounding people to be stunned.

Had the goddess of their dreams already taken control? The latter sentence was the thing that had surprised them the most. They had actually fallen out of love?

How could they not be surprised!

"Stop spouting nonsense. If you dare to spout nonsense again, I'll break your legs!"

Hearing Yun Qianyi's cold voice, the disciples of the Martial Hall shrunk their necks and no longer said anything. They quietly stood like the rest of the people and watched the competition from the outside.

"Who do you think will win this time?"

"Does that even need to be said? without a doubt, it is Young City Lord Yun Qianyi, is there anyone else? "

His words revealed a hint of disdain, as if it was extremely accurate. The surrounding people all nodded in agreement.

"I don't think so. I think that Young Master Fang Ruyu will be able to obtain the championship this time and directly knock the Li family disciples to the ground with that song. Can't you see how powerful he is?"

Reminiscence was evident in his voice, and even in his eyes, there was a look of reminiscence.

The discussions outside caused everyone to secretly nod their heads. It was obvious that the chief was going to compete with these two.

Six hours passed by as he observed the two ordinary-looking youths. As expected, he dealt with his opponents with a punch and a kick.

However, the only characteristic of this youth was that a portion of his blood essence had been lost. However, there was no sign of that black stream of energy.

It was already noon, and the fourth round of the finals had already ended. Only eight figures remained.

These eight silhouettes were respectively Lin Hu, Yun Qianyi, Gu Tian, Fang Ruyu, Yan Lan, Li Family's San Lang, and two of Lin Hu's conjectures.

Just like the previous process, he removed his number plate.

"Number 4!"

This meant that he was the last one to appear.

The first person to ascend the stage was Yan Lan, and the person Yan Lan was facing was none other than the tall, ordinary-looking youth.

Towards this sort of scene, Lin Hu transmitted his voice to Yan Lan as he pondered.

"Admit defeat after stepping onto the stage. That person is not a match for you."

The words that appeared in her heart once again caused Yan Lan to nod and walk up to the battling platform.

Just as this youth was smiling, Yan Lan's actions caused him to furrow his brows.

"I surrender!"

Towards the surrender of the person in front of him, this relatively tall ordinary youth seemed to reveal an expression of displeasure. Following that, all of his obscure auras drilled into the ground.

"Yan Lan, quickly jump down!"

Yan Lan naturally did as she was told and directly jumped down from the battling platform to stand at the bottom of the stage.

Seeing this scene, the ordinary-looking tall youth revealed an astonished expression. He didn't look back as he left the fighting stage.

In this battle, Yan Lan turned and walked out. Although she didn't ask why Lin Hu was doing this, she still trusted this young man in front of her.

By this point, there were only seven people left in the fifth round.

Under Lin Hu's astonished gaze, the two of them actually ended up in a situation where both of them were heavily injured. However, Gu Tian was still better off having a physical advantage.

"Damn it! My Li Family's Sanlang is actually only on par with you! " Lin Hu shook his head as he heard the weak voice. This Sanlang from the Li family was a very arrogant person who took himself as the center.

However, after stepping down from the stage, he turned around and said to the Cloud City Soldier: "I am at the peak of Stage Ten Martial Disciple level just to prove that I can continue forward even if I am a Body Cultivator. Now that I have proven myself to be weak, I will naturally not fight for the first seat anymore."

Although his body was weak, his words were powerful.

The scene caused everyone to nod their heads, and they looked at Gu Tian with admiration. To challenge a powerful cultivator with a declining physique, the fact that he was able to reach this stage proved their worth.

He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask about Gu Tian and was curious about Body Cultivators. However, this wasn't the place to talk, so he didn't try to stop Gu Tian.

There were only five people left in the fourth round of the competition after Gu Tian left.

At that moment, Yun Qianyi's long dress fluttered on the stage, quietly waiting for his opponent, who was the person the audience was waiting for, the person in charge, the one they were looking forward to, was Fang Ruyu.

"Young City Lord Yun Qianyi, this one greets you!"1

With that said, the flute in her hands was placed in her left hand and the green ribbon dancing in the wind between her robes was slightly lowered. With a gentle and beautiful smile, she cupped her fist in front of Yun Qianyi.

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