In Feng Tianjue's opinion, the Great Elder had just gone through the motions before, deliberately delaying the responsibility of finding the evil spirit master and delaying its implementation. Anyway, at that time, the most disciples died on the east coast.
To say who has the greatest influence, it is undoubtedly Sect Master Yuqing. Long Yuzhong hopes that Sect Master Yuqing will be forced to step down, so why would he care.
But now?
Things are changing, something big happened on the west bank, and it hit the great elder squarely between the eyebrows. Finally, it was his turn to be worried...
"Everyone, please be quiet. Let us suppress the endless grief in our hearts first. I believe that the Great Elder will be able to give us a satisfactory explanation this time!"
Feng Tianjue was also extremely cunning. Taking advantage of Long Yuzhong's departure, he quickly spoke with regret to manipulate the situation, and at the same time he did not forget to make things worse for the other party.
Looking around, all the elders had different expressions. They didn't know what they were thinking, but they all tacitly closed their mouths together with the sad and angry disciples.
"Yes, the great elder has already gone to investigate, no need to worry!" Then, the haggard old man standing on the left side of Feng Tianjue pretended to sigh and quickly agreed.
"Next..., please prepare the thirty inner disciples who are entering the venue quickly!" The kind-browed old man on the right was even more direct and said with a rather cold expression: "The second round of the draw will be held as usual!"
Grieving?
Only a fool is sad!
The disciples who died this time were all evil spiritual masters. Others may not know it, but the three giants who are personally the reviewers, how can they not know it?
"Here, elder!" Immediately, the thirty inner disciples below the duel field all handed over the ranking tokens in their hands to an elder in the center of the big disk.
"First of all, remember that one person can only draw a lottery once! Then, your one-on-one competition will be more intense this time. Don't underestimate your opponent!"
The presiding elder below was quite responsible. After giving everyone some patient instructions, he waved his hand and slowly summoned the screen from yesterday.
However, unlike yesterday's clear and eye-catching color, the color of this screen is not very dark, but slightly illusory, which is just enough for people to see clearly the content displayed on it.
"Legendary strong man...!?"
In the general auditorium, a man in green sat with two fat and thin disciples. When he saw the old man below waving his hand to lead the scene, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
These three people are Feng Ling, Zhu Bu Pang, and Gou Bu Shou. They have the privilege of having a bye today, so they do not have to participate in the second round of the top 20 selection.
There are a total of eight people in the first three groups who have byes. Together with Cheng Ye, the previous champion who continues to have a bye, these "top twenty" have invisibly taken up nine places.
In other words, the thirty inner disciples who are drawing lots off the field will compete fiercely for the remaining eleven places.
Eleven compared to thirty, their probability of successfully reaching the top twenty is pitifully low, only about 30%, and this is without matching Xu Peng, Ke Wei and Xue Wu.
good! In the head-to-head confrontation with each other, Xu Peng and Ke Wei, who were eager to kill each other, failed to qualify for a bye in the end.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree!
Simply, many inner disciples at that time were lucky enough to survive due to Xu Peng's "evil reputation".
"Boss, where is the evil spiritual master hiding? So many fellow disciples died suddenly around me overnight, it's scary to think about it...!"
The thin disciple sighed with regret, with a trace of lingering palpitations in his eyes. According to rumors, one of the inner disciples who died yesterday had a cultivation level that reached its peak in the middle of the seventh rank!
Zhu Bupang and his two brothers were also at the seventh level of cultivation, and the evil spiritual master killed dozens of inner disciples in one night and successfully evaded the detection of the management elders.
Naturally, an important piece of information was revealed to everyone: the murderer was at least a senior ghost spirit master with a level eight cultivation level or above!
"Don't worry, just do whatever you have to do! The evil spiritual master caused such a big disturbance this time, and the sect leader ordered a strict investigation. I think he won't dare to come out to harm others again for the time being!"
Hearing this, Feng Ling knew what the other party was worried about, and immediately offered a word of comfort, but deliberately did not answer Gou Bu Shou's "Do you know?"
Because to a certain extent, the evil spiritual master mentioned by the other party is him, but that doesn't count.
Yesterday, Fengling fought all the way back to the east coast from the west coast. Most of the time was spent on forcing the evil spirit master to confess his accomplices. However, no matter how hard Ren Fengling tried to torture him, the effect was not satisfactory.
After being brainwashed, these evil spirit master disciples either committed suicide by taking poison or biting their tongues when they were tortured to a critical point. Anyway, none of them gave a complete account, and almost most of them were telling nonsense.
However, a somewhat funny thing also happened during this period. After the last evil spirit master on the east coast was killed, it was already time for daily morning meditation.
While passing through the yard of Zhu Bupang and Zhu Bupang under the shrinking raindrops, she saw a faint light coming from inside. On a whim, Feng Ling wanted to see if the two people who got up early were practicing hard, so she immediately sneaked into the yard.
I saw the two of them sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating. Next to the old-fashioned wooden table in front of the window, a dark kerosene lamp was lighting up and down.
Seeing this scene for the first time, Feng Ling felt very happy. After all, this daily morning practice was the rule he had set for the two of them by letting Ling Weiyun clone him.
Just as Feng Ling nodded with satisfaction, he turned around and took two steps to leave, but unexpectedly, two very rhythmic sounds came from their room!
Snoring……! ?
Turning around and looking inside again, the two of them seemed to be completely different people, with long flowing hair.
At this moment, Feng Ling's smile froze, his heart became heavy, and his face became very ugly. Just as he decisively put on the black cloth again, the oil lamp in the room went out strangely...
Next, no one knows what happened!
"Junior brother, how can you ask the boss such a question? Aren't you slandering that the boss is an evil spirit master?"
After speaking, the corners of Zhu Bupang's eyes trembled slightly, and he secretly looked into the eyes of the man in green with a hint of awe that he had never seen before.
The main thing is that the man in black who taught him a lesson about "leading his junior brother to bad" in the courtyard this time left a really deep impression on him!
"Uh...!? No, no, I just asked that out of speculation. I want to hear the boss's opinion. Boss, please don't misunderstand me!"
The thin disciple hurriedly explained that in the past, the two of them only had respect for Feng Ling and had no fear. But at this moment, Gou Bu Shou was vaguely aware of the strangeness in the eyes of the fat disciple.
"Hush~..., the game has begun!"
The man in green clothes made a gesture of silence, and then, accompanied by thirty figures in the field, they jumped onto a stone platform suspended in the air. Seeing these two people, they immediately kept silent.
Originally, Feng Ling and the other three had successfully received a bye, so today they could stay at home like Kuang Tu and others. However, it was a game without him, so Feng Yuqing and several other familiar core disciples were too lazy to come.
However, considering that Zhu Bupang and the two still lacked combat experience, they needed to learn more about and analyze other people's moves. In addition, there was a slight situation in that matter.
Finally, after repeated consideration
Feng Ling is here!
