Originally, I was full of confidence when I heard the doubts from the audience and their doubts about Mo Jingtian's undefeated legend. However, the referee's words made me look solemn for a moment!
I was still guessing before, how will the three remaining people compete?
Should we still adopt the method of drawing lots and give one person a bye, or should we use wheel tactics and compete in pairs, and finally decide the champion based on the winning point.
As a result, I never expected that the final game would actually use this method of operation.
Three people compete together!
Normally, I wouldn't care, but if I see the top three people, I can't sit still!
Although the rules say that three people compete together, I know very well that Mo Jingtian and Song Yumen are a team. When it comes to the competition stage, will it be a three-person competition?
Obviously, it’s a one-on-two situation!
This is hard to do!
Originally, I wasn't completely sure when facing Mo Jingtian, but now that Song Yumen is added to the mix, I'm probably completely ruined!
And combined with the current situation, I finally understand why I noticed the weirdness in the previous lottery!
This Zongbi was deliberately controlled by someone!
The answer is already obvious. Someone is deliberately manipulating Zongbi. The purpose is to let Mo Jingtian win the championship, and this also excludes the manipulation of any variables!
The purpose of having Su Yi and me face off is to consume one of us, and the purpose of having Song Yumen face off against a disciple who is in the Yang Qi separation stage is also to ensure that Song Yumen can advance!
As for Mo Jingtian, he got a bye directly because he didn’t want him to waste too much energy on the day before the finals. In the end, whether it was me or Su Yi who entered the finals, there was absolutely no chance of winning against the two of them!
The meticulous calculations step by step are all to avoid all accidents, and the purpose is to allow Mo Jingtian to get the first place in the Zongbi competition.
And all of this seems to have been calculated by someone, so who is so capable?
If my prediction is correct, the only one left is the high-ranking Maoshan Sect Master!
He really worked hard for his son to get first place in the Zongbi competition!
I couldn't help but shake my head with a wry smile. For a small sect comparison, and for the sect leader to personally intervene, it seems that he wants to make the Maoshan sect a hereditary system!
As I walked through the corridors of the martial arts arena, my mood was extremely complicated. The questioning and humiliation of me by the people around me also slowed down a lot. It was obvious that my strength was recognized by them.
Sure enough, in Maoshan Sect, strength is the means that determines everything!
“Now, let’s invite the top three from this competition to appear!”
Following the referee's loud shout, there were also bursts of shouts from the stands. I don't know if they were cheering or watching the excitement.
With a heavy heart, I stepped onto the martial arts field step by step, not knowing how to fight in the next competition!
After all, those are two real little heavenly masters!
And this time the competition venue is the Qinglong Field!
The law of heaven is clear and the retribution is unsatisfactory, is it Qinglongchang? This may be the best arrangement!
After I stepped onto the martial arts field, I saw that Song Yumen and Mo Jingtian were already waiting here!
One is holding a folding fan in one hand, dressed in white, and the other is standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a black Taoist robe, one black and one white, standing side by side.
I stepped towards the center of the competition stage, looked at the two people opposite me, and couldn't help but sneer and said: "It seems that you are not willing to act? Are you going to join forces to deal with me?"
Song Yumen swung his folding fan and said angrily: "What are you barking at? Do you need Brother Mo to deal with you? I am enough!"
Looking at him, I just felt so angry that I had nowhere to vent my anger. I couldn't help but mocked: "What an obedient dog!"
Song Yumen was about to get angry, but Mo Jingtian reached out to stop him.
"You don't need to come. I'm going to meet this new star in person! I also want to see how deep this water is that can challenge the Little Heavenly Master with his Yang Qi leaving the body!" Mo Jingtian said without any hesitation.
I still had a smile on my face and said, "This time Zongbi's final game ended up in this situation. It was you... no, to be precise, it was your father's fault, right?"
Mo Jingtian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then smiled and said: "So what if it is? So what if it's not? It won't change the outcome, so what's the point of worrying about it?"
Is this a disguised admission?
I shook my head helplessly, yes, what's the point of worrying about this, it can't change anything.
I looked up at the referee next to me and said, "When does the game start?"
"If you are ready, you can start at any time!" the referee said seriously.
I nodded, then slowly drew out the Tai'a Sword, and shouted in a deep voice: "That's good, you're right, no matter what, the outcome will not change, so even if you two come together, I will not do anything. Don’t be afraid!!”
Mo Jingtian smiled disdainfully for the first time, then he patted Song Yumen on the shoulder and whispered: "You don't need to take action, today I will let this abandoned son of Maoshan know that unreasonable arrogance is to Pay the price!”
Then, he looked at the sword in my hand and said: "Sword practitioner? I have seen the competition between you and Su Yi before. You borrowed the sword on the spot and defeated Su Yi, which shows that your swordsmanship is very high. But you have never used a sword before, are you hiding your strength?"
I didn't hide anything and said directly: "My swordsmanship is average, but my sword is extraordinary. Do you want to try it?"
Mo Jingtian glanced at me provocatively, and then waved his sleeves. The clothes all over his body moved without any wind, making a hunting sound. Under his feet, circles of yang energy slowly rose up!
Ready to take action?
"Lin Jiu, let me see, what are you capable of? How can an abandoned son of Maoshan compete with me for the first place in this competition!!"
The moment the last word fell, Mo Jingtian waved his hand, and a bolt of yang energy came towards me!
I didn't dodge or dodge, and swung my sword out. When the sword came out, the sound of dragon roar echoed, and a cold light passed by, cutting the Yang Qi Pilian into several pieces and melting into the air!
After the tentative exchange, I stopped talking nonsense. If we could win by talking, I could chat with him until the sun goes down.
Then I bit my middle finger, and a drop of bright red blood was flicked into the sword, and the evil spirit was instantly awakened!
Let’s get the hatred between your father and me back from you first!
