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"Alright, now is the time for you two to end the competition." Elder Long stroked his white beard as he smiled. He had thought that Fang Wen would cause some trouble again, but he didn't expect him to be so sensible.

Almost all of them had placed their bets on Long Qitian and Fan Mu, and all of them were looking forward to seeing the moon and praying for Long Qi to come out. Now that their dreams had come true, and they had personally witnessed Mo Ru's strength, everyone could see that Fan Mu did not have the chance to perform any more miracles, after all, the third round of the competition was about real combat, and not just trying to get lucky in the first few rounds. Even if there was an old saying that it was part of strength, it would still tell us a clear truth, that everything is about building a foundation of strength.

"I give up!"

Mo Ru panted as she stood up and raised her hand towards Elder Long. Even though Mo Ru's voice was soft and weak, the mosquitoes still charged towards the audience like a thunderclap. This was completely giving away victory to someone else, a person who was weak like a chicken.

The entire audience went into an uproar, no one knew why the girl did this, but the girl slowly walked towards Fan Mu, opened her arms, and hugged him, whispering, "This is for you, a ring that can store spirit energy, this is the second round treasure I made myself, hmph, I have never owed anyone a favor, this time I will give it to you, absolutely not the next time."

Fan Mu smiled. Actually, he and Mo Ru were thinking the same thing. If Mo Ru didn't say that she would give up, then he would be the next to give up.

Seeing the two of them embracing each other, the noise died down. A trace of emotion flashed across the eyes of the spectators. Perhaps this was the best gift the two of them would receive after a life and death battle.

"Have you decided?"

A hint of gratification surfaced on Elder Long's face. This battle had undoubtedly allowed the two children in front of him to grow quite a bit.

Releasing Fan Mu Jianshuo's arm, Mo Ru smiled happily and nodded at Elder Long. Soon after, applause rang out like thunder, and after the beautiful battle, the spectators' hearts were more moved, and Long Qi Tian acted as if he had never existed, no one mentioned him, even some gamblers who had bought the second son of the Long family's gambling house.

"Old Master Qin!"

Qin Yin waved his hand, gesturing for the person at the door to come in. At this moment, he was grinning from ear to ear, not because of Fan Mu's victory over her, but because he had recalled the scene of his teacher participating in the competition forty years ago, exactly the same as what had happened before him. It was just that their opponents had died in a coma, so they were very familiar with each other, and he was the guardian god of the heavens.

"What is it?"

"Old master, outside the door ?" A burly man wearing a lion mask and a silver helmet whispered beside Qin Yin.

Qin Yin's joyous expression instantly froze. He nodded his head indifferently and looked out the window. Dark clouds had already appeared on the horizon. It seemed like a storm had been brewing for a long time.

"Set up all the spectators, activate the emergency rescue system, and act accordingly."

They were all from different parts of the continent, and although they were mostly from the Nine Regions, there was no lack of famous families from the Misty Cloud Empire and the Dragon Empire that came to watch the battle. If they caused a large number of casualties, then it would not be easy to solve the problem, and it was very likely that the surrounding countries would use this as a spark to start a war against the Nine Regions Empire. After all, the Profound Emperor had just left, and the three Heavenly Protectors were still missing.

It was very easy for Duke Ming's foundation to be overturned by his enemies. At that time, he could only apologize with his death.

"Truly troublesome. Today, I'll let all of you have a taste of what it means to never return ?"

Elder Long stood in the air, his eyes squinted, and laughed heartily. He inwardly exclaimed that this Fan Mu was indeed a mysterious figure whom he had not seen in a hundred years. In the first two rounds, not to mention when they had competed in true strength, he still won miraculously, and in the end he was even fortunate enough to 'hold' a beauty.

"Since our contestant has already made his decision, I declare that the champion of this year's Dragon Flame Competition is ?"

Elder Long cleared his throat, spread out his arms, and announced, "Fan Mu group!"

From the beginning to the last moment, most of the spectators did not believe that the winner was Fan Mu, but remembering Fan Mu's outstanding performance at the tournament, how he was not in a hurry when fighting against Long Qi Tian, and how he even risked his life to rescue the girl, everyone accepted this fact. Such a victory was proof of that old saying, luck was a part of strength, who could not say it?

"Alright, it's about time to start preparing. Hur Hur."

Long Batian gradually restrained his emotions. The fact that someone else had seized the championship didn't seem to affect him much, and he was abnormally calm, even Long Qitian's death didn't matter to him. After all, he could do the things of a defeated master destroying the ancestors, so it was better not to expect him to have too much humanity.

"Now, I invite City Lord Ling to make a statement."

The two hosts once again returned to their duties. Since Elder Long had left, he had his own mission, which was to monitor Fang Wen's every move. The real strength of the enemy was still unknown, he couldn't run away.

"Congratulations, this was given to you by my young master. I hope you can accept it."

Proud and proud, he walked over to Fan Mu, bent down, and handed him a piece of white jade.

"What is this?"

He obviously knew this person. Although he was just a servant during the day, he had the same impressive results as during the day, and he had discovered this in the first trial of the Thunder Gate. In the day, he had fought against Long Qi on equal footing with Long Qi in a one on one battle.

"This is the pass for our Bai Clan. With it, you can freely pass through the defense zone of the Bai Clan. Young Master hopes that you can accept it. As for the reason, when Young Master recovers, I will tell you."

He was not familiar with the Bai Clan, but he could tell from the act of pretending that they were from an ancient clan. Since they weren't from an ancient clan, Fan Mu didn't decline and accepted the jade. He weighed it in his hand.

"Sigh, the great clans are truly not simple, to be so extravagant with just a casual attack."