Chapter 391: Winning the Championship(2/2)
"Have a rest for half an hour and start the last two competitions!"
Allow them to rest for half an hour to recover their energy.
In the battle just now, all four of them were exhausted, especially Wen Haoran, who was the most severely exhausted.
It was already afternoon, and more and more people were watching, wanting to know who would win this year's competition.
"Who is that kid and how did he break into the top four?"
Many people who came in the afternoon, mostly inner disciples, looked at the field, and the first one fell on Liu Wuxie, mainly because it was too eye-catching.
Liu Wuxie still maintains the peak true elixir state and has not released the power of Tiangang.
"The level of this year's competition is too low. Even the True Alchemy Realm can break into the top four. They are all a bunch of rubbish."
Many of the inner disciples who came showed disdain on their faces.
I recall how tragic it was when they participated in the outer sect competition.
"Stop talking nonsense, even the fourth level of Tiangang died at the hands of the True Alchemy Realm. This year's competition is more tragic and exciting than any other."
The inner disciples who arrived first scoffed and recounted several exciting battles in the past few days. The inner disciples who came later were shocked.
"What, you must be sure it's true to kill the fourth level of Tiangang in the true elixir realm."
The later inner disciples were shocked and couldn't accept the result, thinking they were joking.
"Haha, so many people are lying!"
Different voices came from all directions, including doubts, doubts, and jealousies...
Half an hour passed in a flash!
The four of them opened their eyes, and endless fighting spirit burst out from them.
The deacon took out a bamboo tube with four bamboo sticks inside.
"There are only yellow and white inside. If you draw white, it will form a group, and yellow will form a group. Then it depends on your luck."
The deacon placed the bamboo tube in front of the four people.
"Sister Chen Lin, you must draw Wen Haoran or Liu Wuxie, but never Shao Wendong."
The Disciples of Dijifeng collectively prayed that as long as they avoided Shao Wendong in this battle, with Chen Lin's strength, it would not be difficult to defeat Wen Haoran, and they would face Shao Wendong in the final decisive battle.
At this point in the competition, everyone still refused to believe that Liu Wuxie had the ability to win the championship, thinking that it was the end for him to reach this point.
According to everyone's logic, the first place was born between Shao Wendong and Chen Lin, Wen Haoran ranked third, and Liu Wuxie ranked fourth.
Xuan Mingfeng is also praying, hoping that Wen Haoran will avoid Chen Lin and Shao Wendong, and the best opponent will be Liu Wuxie.
After defeating him, you will lose the final battle and secure second place.
No one prayed for Liu Wuxie. Bai Lin and others closed their eyes silently. Liu Wuxie had come to this step, which was enough for them to be honored. If they didn't pray to go further, surviving to the end would be victory.
The four of them stretched out their hands together and each pulled out a bamboo stick, just as the deacon said, two white and two yellow.
The moment they were drawn, everyone was very nervous because this year's rewards were so rich.
Even the inner sect disciples are jealous of Rich Rich, wishing they could participate in this year's outer sect competition in person.
Spirit stones and points don't matter to them, the main thing is the Fairy Cave rewards, which are too generous.
He glanced at the color in his hands, and then looked at the hands of the other three people.
A smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips. Sometimes luck is really important.
As for whether Zuo cheated, only God knows. Anyway, they each chose the four bamboo sticks, so there is no possibility of cheating.
Chapter completed!