"Hello, Dean!"
"Hello, Madam Dean!"
When Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan appeared, the disciples of Lanyan Academy all looked over and greeted them excitedly.
Hearing the title Madam Dean, Mu Yuyan felt a little funny and a little sweet.
Gu Lan looked at his disciples and found that many of them had not only become more confident, but also had a slight improvement in their strength.
He was very pleased to have made such rapid progress in such a short period of time.
Even if Lanyan Academy did not achieve good results in the finals of the Ten Thousand Races Competition, the disciples would gain insights and make some progress, so it would be a worthwhile trip.
"The finals only start in a few days. You should practice hard and adjust your condition in these few days."
"No matter what the final result is, you are all the pride of Lanyan Academy."
Gu Lan said a few words briefly.
This time, he didn't need to speak hot words to boost morale.
Because the morale of the disciples of Lanyan Academy has been unprecedentedly high.
Everyone is full of confidence in themselves.
They looked at Gu Lan with gratitude and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.
Many of them have received guidance and guidance from Gu Lan.
It was precisely because of Gu Lan that they were able to thoroughly study their own skills and shine in this competition among all races.
After Li Xiong finished explaining the finals, the disciples of Lanyan Academy immediately returned to their respective caves, not wanting to waste any time and continue practicing.
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The day before the finals, the rematch begins.
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 in the human world, the fairy world, the demon world, or the underworld, they are all ready to fight with all their strength in the resurrection competition.
This resurrection competition is an individual battle. Only by defeating more than three disciples from other forces in the arena can you successfully advance.
This rule seems simple, but in fact it is not easy.
Because the number of places to participate in the Easter Tournament is limited, the disciples sent by each force are the elite of the sect.
It is not easy to win against one person, and it is even more difficult to win against three people.
At this point, the knockout rounds begin.
Luan Xiaoyao, a disciple of the Nether Soul Hall, met his opponent, a disciple of the demon world who was good at the physical body.
She held the soul-killing umbrella, her eyes full of unwillingness, and stepped onto the ring resolutely.
Memories of the past came to her mind.
Ever since she exchanged the Ghost Pearl 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 training conditions she obtained far exceeded those in the human world.
But when she thought about Zheliang who ascended with her and became the Holy Son of the Styx Holy Land in a short period of time, she was unwilling to accept it.
Luan Xiaoyao has her own pride in her heart, and she doesn't think she will be inferior to Zhe Liang, who was also born in the lower world.
But the more she thought about it, the more her cultivation stalled.
Finally, under the persuasion of her master, the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Souls Palace, she chose to quit the Styx Holy Land and join the Nether Soul Palace, which has a close relationship with the Ten Thousand Souls Palace.
Although the Ghost Hall is not as good as the Styx Holy Land in terms of overall strength.
But she would rather make a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
After arriving at the Nether Soul Palace, Luan Xiaoyao began to have smooth sailing again.
Through hard training, she became a direct disciple of the Nether Soul Palace in a short period of time, and even qualified to participate in the competition of all races.
Ascend from the human world to the underworld, and then from the underworld to the divine world.
Luan Xiaoyao has suffered enough, and she feels that she can definitely shine in the God Realm and get a good ranking for the Ghost Hall in the competition of all races.
At first, it was.
In the preliminary round, she successfully defeated her opponent.
This is something that none of her classmates have ever done.
With such a record, when she returns to the underworld in the future, her status in the Underworld Hall can be further improved.
Even becoming a Saint of the Ghost Hall is not impossible.
But the next knockout round gave her a blow.
In the Ghost Tower, she encountered a powerful ghost tribe. She had no ability to resist at all, and all the disciples of the Ghost Hall were wiped out.
If she hadn't reacted quickly enough and crushed the points token in time, she might have lost her life there.
Being eliminated in the knockout round was a situation she never wanted to see.
"This is my last chance, I must not give up!"
On the ring, Luan Xiaoyao activated the soul-killing umbrella, and the red umbrella and red clothes rushed towards the opponent with the most determined attitude like a torrent of blood.
A quarter of an hour later, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and the red became even brighter.
She won this battle.
But she was not particularly happy, because she did not win this battle easily, and there were two hard battles waiting for her.
Soon, she faced another opponent.
Relying on the soul-killing umbrella and the uniqueness of his own skills, Luan Xiaoyao won again.
She suffered some minor injuries, and after taking some pills, she entered the ring again before she could recover.
This time, she faced a disciple from a local force in the God Realm.
The opponent was very strong. After a hard fight, she relied on her own strength and will to narrowly win.
"Luan Xiaoyao from the Nether Soul Palace has been successfully promoted!"
Hearing the referee's voice, Luan Xiaoyao felt extremely happy.
Covered with scars, she put away her Soul-killing Umbrella and limped off the ring.
After getting off the ring, he immediately sent a message to his master.
"Xiaoyao, congratulations!"
"You are the greatest pride of Master's life!"
Not long after, Luan Xiaoyao received a reply from her master.
Reading the reply, she cried with joy.
Along this journey, only Master knew how difficult it was for her.
Many days and nights, every time when she almost couldn't hold on any longer, it was because of Master's company that she gritted her teeth and persisted.
"Xiao Yao, don't bear grudge against the ghost clan!"
"After all, the Nether Soul Palace is just a small force in the underworld. It cannot compete with behemoths like the seven tribes in the God Realm."
"You have to find a way to build a good relationship with the disciples of the forces who rank high in this knockout competition. Maybe you can become the backer of the Beiming Dynasty in the future."
After reading Master's message, Luan Xiaoyao remained silent.
She doesn't hold any grudge against the ghost clan, she just feels that she is not strong enough.
She can understand the master's suggestion.
But rather than finding someone else to be her backer, she hopes she can become the backer of the Beiming Dynasty.
Luan Xiaoyao took a few healing pills and walked towards the direction of the inn where the Ghost Hall was located.
On the martial arts field, you are not allowed to fly in the air.
Passing by the gambling bureau, people were coming and going, and everyone was intensely discussing the recent competition among all races.
Along the way, the name she heard the most was Lanyan Academy.
She also knew about the brilliant achievements of Lanyan Academy.
It was the first day of the knockout round, and they had defeated the Beast Tribe and the Fire Tribe, and won the first place in the two trial towers.
Such a powerful force should be in line with the backing mentioned by Master.
But compared to the strength of the seven clans in the God Realm, she felt that she was beyond her reach.
