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Chapter 1701 The top three in the Bright Cup

The Waiter of Light was a little impatient after being made such a fuss by this group of people.

He said loudly: "Okay, this is the last test. If it passes this time, the result can be announced."

"yes!"

When everyone heard this, they had no opinions.

They were satisfied with being able to get so many opportunities to test Ji Yingpeng's team.

Zhang Wentu is mute, so it only depends on this time to destroy Ji Yingpeng's team and become the champion.

Lin Tian and the others didn't know the evil intentions of everyone. Ji Yingpeng had a cold face and asked Zhang Wentu to step out.

"Zhang Wentu, go and show them your dark beast, five commands."

Zhang Wentu said nothing, lowered his head and headed towards his two dark beasts.

His way of taming animals is different from the others in the team, and he doesn't use words.

He said "click" to the cage, and the Nian beast came out.

"boom!"

The Nian beast rolled in a circle on the ground happily.

"Boom!"

The Nian beast stood up and made a bow with its two paws together.

"boom!"

The Nian beast walked around him.

"laugh!"

The Nian beast lay down and bowed to him.

"Chirp!"

Nian Beast actually hugged Zhang Wentu and shook his head, looking affectionate.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a while.

"I didn't expect that he could give instructions in this way..."

"The mute's methods are indeed different. How did he reach an agreement with the Nian Beast?"

"If you don't understand, just ask, does this count as an order? I always feel like something is wrong."

"That doesn't count. He just gave random orders."

The Waiter of Light frowned slightly when he saw this. He said to everyone: "After several verifications, what Ji Yingpeng's team said is true. The inspection is over."

Everyone was speechless. The servants of light all spoke, and they could no longer find any thorns.

But there was still a non-sighted cultivator who was not convinced. He shouted: "If you are not convinced, they have to pull out thirty or forty dark beasts and sneak around before we are convinced."

"Noisy."

The waiter of light waved his hand, and the man was teleported out of the dark forest.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's backs, and they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that they would also offend the Waiter of Light.

Following the actions of the Waiter of Light, everyone in Ji Yingpeng's team returned to the other teams.

The waiter of light's eyes drifted towards Zhao Ziqi intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked back.

"I announce that the results of this Guangming Cup competition are over, and the top three names will now be announced.

First place, Ji Yingpeng's team, with a total of ninety-seven.

Second place, Shui family team, total number sixty-five.

Third place, wooden frame team, total number fifty-seven.

The top three teams can bring their harvest in the dark forest back to the underground city.

In addition to this, we also have other rewards, which will be distributed to these three teams separately in three days.

The award ceremony was held in Guangming Hall and presided over by the Great Attendant of Guangming.

At that time, we will select the player with the most outstanding performance in this Guangming Cup to become an intern of our Guangming Palace Waiter and obtain the qualification to protect the Guangming Cup.

As for the ten-year control of Guangming Banner, it falls on the Shui family. The other family heads will assist the Shui family in maintaining all the secret formations.

Let’s meet in the Hall of Light in three days.”

Before everyone was teleported out, the talkative casual cultivator was sent out of the dark forest first and arrived at the city square stage where they were sent away before.

There are still so many people waiting on the stage, and there is a sea of ​​people below the stage. The lineup has not changed much, but it is no longer the scene they were at that time.

A month later, the people in the underground city gathered here again, waiting for the triumphant return of the participants of the Light Cup.

While waiting, I saw only one person coming out.

After everyone clapped a few times, they stopped, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Why is there only one person coming out? Where are the others?"

The casual cultivator coughed awkwardly.

"Well, when the game is over, I'll come out first if I have something to do."

He would not tell the story of how he was thrown out by the Waiter of Light.

However, no one cares about this.

What they care about is the result of the game.

The heads of the five major families on the stage were all waiting eagerly on the stage. The head of the Feng family was the first to ask the man: "Where is our Feng family? What is the total number?"

He asked with certainty in his tone, feeling that they must be first again, and everyone quieted down, waiting to hear the results.

The casual cultivator had never been treated so warmly before, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

"Master Feng Family, the total number of Feng Family teams is fifty-seven, ranking fourth."

"What? Fourth place!"

When everyone heard this sentence, everyone was stunned.

"It's impossible. The total number of the Feng family is already as high as fifty-seven, and they are only fourth! Then how high must the ranks of other families be?"

"I can't believe it. The top three favorites suddenly lost to the Feng family. It's a shame that I'm so optimistic about them."

Master Feng's face immediately turned ugly, but it was difficult to get angry on the spot.

The head of the Jin family hurried forward and asked the monk with a happy face: "The Feng family is fourth, what about our Jin family? Do you know how our Jin family's results are?"

Without the Feng family blocking the way, he was confident that the Jin family would definitely be in the top three.

The casual cultivator shook his head.

"The Jin family, the total number is twenty, but they are not ranked!"

The head of the Jin family's face suddenly elongated. Twenty is the worst score in the history of the Jin family. It's so embarrassing!

Seeing two family masters in a row being defeated, the Huo family master felt very proud.

The Feng family and the Jin family, the two favorites to win the championship, have not made it into the top three, so the Huo family must be in the top three!

He said to Patriarch Feng and Patriarch Jin in a somewhat sinister tone: "Two Patriarchs, don't be discouraged. There are winners and losers in the competition. There will still be a chance in ten years."

Patriarch Feng and Patriarch Huo looked even worse.

The leader of the Huo family happily asked the monk: "Fellow Taoist, am I the number one in the Huo family?"

The casual cultivator looked at Patriarch Huo with a strange expression.

"Huo family, your entire team has been destroyed."

"What? Impossible!" After hearing the news, the head of the Huo family turned pale and asked in disbelief, "Is there a mistake? My son Huo Liangjun is in there."

The casual cultivator sighed.

"As I said, the whole army was destroyed. Of course Huo Liangjun also died together. The waiter of light didn't see him when he gathered us. I'm sorry."

The leader of the Huo family had dull eyes and took two steps back, speechless.

The head of the Feng family and the head of the Jin family looked at each other and smiled. They were miserable, but the Huo family was much worse than them.

"Tsk, tsk, the whole army was destroyed, it's the worst in the history of the Guangming Cup."

"Master Huo, please forgive me and accept the change."

What they said seemed to be comforting words, but their tone was full of gloating, which stabbed the leader of the Huo family hard in the heart.

Huo Liangjun went there with so many magic weapons, how could he still die there?

It's over.
Chapter completed!
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