After the disciple below saw Fatty lose, he appeared on the martial arts platform shortly after the result came out.
Looking at Yunyue like that, he said: "It's good that you know not to cover up the heat. I saw you can run just now. I wonder if you can run again. Let me take a look."
"Senior brother, you are so impatient. Could it be that you are trying to earn a wife?" Yun Yue's words made the audience burst into laughter.
The opponent really wanted to beat Yun Yue to the ground immediately, so he hurriedly paid 100 contribution points and returned to the battle place at the martial arts stage.
The elder Zhute once again announced the start of the game. After teasing Yunyue before, this time he launched a fierce attack on Yunyue.
Not to mention having two brushes, Yunyue's last running battle was not pursued directly by the opponent.
Instead, he stood in the center of the martial arts platform from the beginning, thus saving distance, and returned to his original position every time he hit Yunyue.
For Yunyue, he didn't care at all about Lingwu Shuai's primary opponent, and he deliberately let a trace of blood flow from the corner of his mouth every time.
The opponent became more and more excited to fight, but he was just retaliating passively, fighting and retreating every time, like a person who could not be defeated no matter what.
He was always consuming his opponent's spiritual power. This style of play made people marvel at how strong Yunyue was in resisting attacks.
The battle continued, and a group of people in the audience kept shouting to defeat Yunyue.
However, the reality was beyond everyone's expectations. After a long battle, until the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted, Yunyue defeated the opponent with just a collision.
"I am Yibu now, and Yunyue wins the second challenge." As soon as the presiding elder said these words, everyone in the audience was disappointed.
Yunyue staggered as he walked. After coming to the presiding elder to receive one hundred contribution points, he sat directly on the ground and began to recover.
At this time, another disciple came on the stage. He immediately handed over 100 contribution points and came to the battle place of the martial arts platform.
Yunyue sat down and did not get up until he recovered. He stood up and walked in front of his opponent.
"I'm sorry, senior brother. I was indeed seriously injured just now. I need to recover for a while so that senior brother can wait."
"It's okay, senior brother, I can still wait at this time. Can we start now?"
The presiding elder stepped forward and was about to announce the start of the challenge when he was interrupted by Yunyue.
"The elders and disciples have something to say."
"You tell me," the presiding elder said, giving Yunyue a chance.
"Hello fellow senior brothers and sisters, junior brother feels that since you initiated the challenge between us, if you want to challenge, please submit your contribution points now, otherwise I will not accept the challenge."
Yunyue's words made everyone in the audience excited. He could avoid the battle without paying the contribution points. What does it mean now.
At this time, many senior brothers and sisters began to line up to hand in their contribution points, and there were more and more people.
The presiding elder was really overwhelmed, and the other elders stepped forward to help. They all felt that this was a grand gathering for their Golden Sword Sect.
Several elders began to divide the work and cooperate, with Lingwu Shuai's junior high school, Tall and Perfect, Lingwu King's junior and intermediate levels divided into six teams, and the scene became extremely lively for a while.
The great elder couldn't help but sigh: "This kid is definitely not simple. He is preparing to use challenges to improve his cultivation."
But as the sect leader, Tuoba Xiong just watched quietly. There were some things he couldn't say more, but it was good to be able to improve the current situation of the sect.
Yunyue now has an impulse in his heart, and wants to collect the contribution value in person, so he feels more at ease when it comes to him.
A scene of queuing up to exchange contribution points wasted half a day, and the senior brother on the martial arts stage was impatient.
What does this mean? It's so embarrassing for him to leave a living person aside now.
"I'm sorry, brother, I'm wasting your time again, but they will be finished soon."
The other person was so angry that he sat down on the ground and simply closed his eyes and started practicing. After all, it was only when the eyes were out of sight that the mind was at peace.
When Yunyue looked at those senior brothers and sisters, they had a lot of contribution points. Judging from this scene, they must have at least one million contribution points.
But he is still far from his goal. When will he earn 100 million contribution points? Will he challenge the elders?
Thinking about it, it's not achievable now. With his Lingwu Emperor's mid-level peak cultivation, it doesn't seem like a big problem.
But there are clouds beyond the clouds and there is a sky beyond the sky. It turns out that the elder must have extraordinary talents, and he is naturally a disciple who has been outstanding in the past.
If it doesn't work now, it will work in the future. He has to investigate the cultivation and combat power of all the elders in order from low to high.
If any elders knew what he was thinking, they might beat him to death right now, and still want to earn their contribution points, which is simply ignorant.
After the matter was over, after statistics from several elders, it turned out that the contribution value was more than 10 million. Even if they said that they were not moved, they would not believe it.
Yunyue stood up with a smile on his face. Now he was finally at ease. He no longer had to hide and tuck in and just show off and collect his contribution points.
"Brother, wake up, we can start now." Yunyue shouted to the senior brother who closed his eyes.
Lu Ximing had to applaud his master's performance. Now the overall situation was decided. If he accepted the challenge from Emperor Lingwu and Emperor Lingwu, he would definitely have a net worth of hundreds of millions.
When the other party heard Yunyue's shout, he opened his eyes and stood up and said, "It's finally over now."
"Yes, it's finally over." Yunyue said with a smile on his face.
The presiding elder came over and said to Yunyue: "I have good news for you. According to statistics, the total contribution value is 13 million. I am very optimistic about you. Come on."
Yunyue's opponent's face turned dark. Could anyone be so hurtful in front of him? Why was he optimistic about the opponent instead of him?
The disciple said angrily: "Elder, can we start now?"
"I can announce the official start of the third challenge." After the elder finished speaking, he retreated.
The battle between the two was about to break out, and the other party was still wary of the presiding elder's words and fiercely attacked.
Yunyue sometimes dodges and sometimes fights back, and the fight is still the same. He is no longer just running away like before.
Seeing the disciples below cheering, the elders also nodded, this is like a duel between disciples.
Yunyue kept flashing around, showing weakness by being lower than his opponent's combat power, and would fight back whenever he got the chance.
The more his opponent fought, the more he felt something was wrong. Lu Yunfeng seemed to have changed a lot, and was not as bad as he thought.
They fought with each other for hundreds of moves, but still couldn't defeat Yunyue, and the other party started to become a little impatient.
Yunyue just wanted him to be confused. If he was confused, there would be a flaw. In the blink of an eye, he would appear behind the opponent.
The other party didn't react for a moment. This was a perfect opportunity for him. He accelerated and hit him from behind.
He knocked the opponent away on the spot, and a blood spurt fell off the martial arts platform, scaring a group of disciples to retreat.
