That faint light helped Lu Yuandao relieve a lot of strength, preventing him from losing his life.

However, his body still fell heavily to the bottom of the competition platform, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"clang!"

At this moment, the time is up.

On the competition stage, only Chen Hetu stood there.

The whole audience suddenly cheered!

Dugu Qingyi cheered the loudest.

Even Feng Lao had a smile in his eyes.

He nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, in such a short period of time, I have broken through to the fourth level of the powerful realm, so it is not a waste of that dragon bone."

Others in Taichu Academy were also very excited. Although they were not the ones who finally stood on the competition stage, the person standing on the competition stage was from Taichu Academy, which made them feel very proud.

After cheering.

Dugu Qingyi turned to look at the people from the Wuxiang Sect, and said with a proud look on his face: "What did you just say? I really want to forget it. Please tell me again."

Seeing Dugu Qingyi's expression in need of a beating, those from the Wuxiang Sect were itching with hatred.

But... now that Senior Brother Lu has been kicked off the competition stage, it is meaningless what they say...

In particular, everyone's eyes were looking at their Wuxiang sect members with ridicule, which made them feel ashamed.

They could only bite the bullet and say: "It was just a fluke that we defeated our Senior Brother Lu, is there anything worth showing off?"

"If we do it again, I don't know who will win and who will lose!"

Dugu Qingyi smiled and said: "Haha... Are you still talking too hard? Do you people from the Wuxiang sect participate in competitions with your mouth?"

Hearing Dugu Qingyi's words, the people around him laughed even more unscrupulously.

Even the people from Qingfeng Pavilion and Xuanguang Sect laughed.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter who stays on the stage in the end. What matters is that they still have another chance to participate in the melee, so they are happy to watch the jokes.

When the people of the Wuxiang Sect heard these laughter, they could only suppress the anger in their hearts.

Lu Yuandao, who fell under the competition platform, did not get up for a long time.

His expression was shocked, his eyes were angry, and he kept muttering: "How is it possible! How is it possible! How could I fail?"

He still can't accept this reality.

He could not accept that he was knocked off the competition stage by Chen Hetu. He ignored the explanation and could not participate in the trial.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion!

At this time, Feng Lao came to the competition stage.

"Be quiet." Feng Lao said.

Upon hearing Feng Lao's voice, the entire competition platform became quiet.

Feng Lao nodded with satisfaction and said directly: "I declare that Chen Hetu wins this round of selection!"

As soon as this sentence came out.

The competition stage was boiling again.

Some people looked at Chen Hetu with envy, but there were also some people who hated Chen Hetu, such as those from the Wuxiang Sect.

Chen Hetu naturally ignored them.

He looked at Dugu Qingyi and Yun Xiaoyue, both of whom kept smiling at him.

Chen Hetu also laughed heartily at them.

He knew that everyone present, except Feng Lao, Dugu Qingyi and Yun Xiaoyue, sincerely wished him well.

At this time, Feng Lao continued: "Now I announce that Chen Hetu will not need to participate in the second round of selection and will directly obtain the trial quota!"

The whole place was excited again.

Although they all already knew it, they couldn't help but be excited when they heard the news.

Feng Lao continued: "Since only Chen Hetu won this round of selection, everyone except Lu Yuandao will go through a new melee selection."
Chapter completed!