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The people of the Great Rock Mountain were gathered below the third arena, watching the final match of the day. On the stage, the fight between the opponent and the macro model was in full swing as the power of the macro model's sword technique expanded. The Spirit Calendars Sword Technique in the surroundings seemed to have formed countless sword butterflies, clashing against the opponent's sword blades and producing loud sounds.

However, in the audience, while the people of Great Rock Mountain were happy, they still could not accept the truth of Zhu Ci's words.

"Junior Apprentice Nephew, are you saying that in the match just now, you were about to lose? Who knew that the other side would suddenly have diarrhea, and then just left the arena to admit defeat?"

"Yes, Martial Uncle Hong Qing, you and Martial Uncle Hong Yu, Martial Uncle Hong Yuan, Martial Uncle Hong Wu, each of you have asked me a few times, why are you still asking me?" Hong Shang, Martial Uncle, please hurry up and persuade them, what I have said is the truth. "

Zhi Hong Shang could not be more serious and said: "You are saying that in the competition just now, you were the one who started the fight. Who would have known that the other party would admit defeat just like that?"

Zhu Ci could only squat on the ground and draw circles to show his disapproval. He helplessly groaned, "Yes!"

Si Qin Shi said angrily, "Why do all of you keep asking questions like this? Little Lu said he didn't panic. It'll definitely be written on the Red Chart when he comes out later." "However, you're so lucky, aren't you a little too overboard? It's no wonder that others do not believe you, there are at least twenty people with such a reputation, and you were ranked third in the younger generation in the last match. No one would have thought that you would admit defeat like this, at least you would be defeated, and then go to the restroom!"

Chu Ci was speechless.

Listening to the jabbering of the disciples behind them about the 'dog shit luck' of their sect's worst disciples, Shopkeeper Blossom and Zhong Yi were still looking at the stage. After a moment, Zhong Yi suddenly whispered, "Little Fatso, what do you think?"

The storekeeper frowned, replying, "If I told you that he won based on skill, would you believe me?"

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "Our sect's disciples' luck is really not ordinary! To be able to get second place to the Infatuation Sect in an instant, is truly rare! "

The storekeeper snorted. "If he can get first place among the foolish disciples with 'dog shit luck', then the sky will fall."

As if in response to his voice, rumbling, rumbling! The weather in the sky changed dramatically. In the blink of an eye, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and rain began to fall.

The Sword Butterfly looked like it was really going to fly up, and it was in harmony with the thunder rain on the windowsill. Taking advantage of the thunder rain's momentum, it carried an invincible momentum and rushed forward, the opponent was finally unable to block it, and was thrown into disarray by the powerful momentum, the defense in his heart was broken, and he was sent flying with a sharp sword at his wrist.

The crowd in the Great Rock Mountain cheered. Seeing the sword of Mr. Chen placed in front of his opponent's chest, Mr. Shi finally revealed a smile on his face.

Macro walked down the stage and returned to the crowd. First, he met with Zhong Yi and Zhen Xian, and then he received the warm congratulations of the crowd.

"Hehe, what a fluke! Brother Hong Wu, you don't have to say it like that! Ai, my good disciple, you have also returned from the competition, what's the result today, you didn't hurt anything right? Ah, seeing how depressed you are, listening to Master's words, your martial arts cultivation is too shallow, go back and work hard, and train well in the outer sect martial arts. Even if your inner force is weak, you still have a chance to win, don't take it to heart.

Shopkeeper Blessing was the first to turn around and walk away. Zhong Yi smiled at her grand-disciple and followed behind her. Macro was at a loss. He asked everyone, "What's wrong?"

Because his master had been promoted to the semi-finals and had been defeated by his arch-rival, he didn't have the mood to explain to his master. Si Qin Shi walked up to him and told him how his disciple stepped on 'dog shit'. She turned her head in disbelief, and Zhu Chi cowered in fear, saying, "Master, I know my luck is too good, but the truth is indeed like this. I have no way of changing it!"

Macro opened his eyes wide. "Good disciple, your luck is really not bad! "However, I am just confirming. Are you saying that in the match just now, you were about to lose? Who knew that the other party, a fellow with good reputation, would suddenly have diarrhea and admit defeat just like that?"

Zhu Ci almost fell to the ground in despair after hearing his master say this.

In the macro-competition, there were only sixteen people that could participate in the three gathering of meridians. Against many people's expectations, the normally weak Great Rock Mountain had actually produced only a single disciple, and that disciple had squeezed into the competition, far surpassing the other mountains. In addition, although Zhen Xian had lost to the semi-finals, he was still able to participate in the third place competition. Furthermore, after the competition just now, he was able to participate in the finals as well. This way, if his luck was bad, he would be able to obtain the fourth place in the true generation's competition, and the second place in the true generation's competition. Apart from the 'dog shit luck' component, just based on their face alone, the storefront couple had a lot of face in the outside world. With the shameful deed of forcing the marriage to be annulled because of their sect, the smile on their faces was actually quite nice. In the eyes of the sect disciples, all of them were discussing in private.

He decisively said, "Look at the happy expression on Master's face. This time, he has finally let out a sigh of relief."

True Blaze said, "Well, the Eldest Brother and the Great Master did give him some face."

Zhen Li sighed, "I am ashamed. Although Martial Nephew Hong is young, he was able to enter the finals. He is much more ambitious than I, a Martial Uncle. His future is limitless."

As if it was a rare occurrence, Si Qin said, "Don't forget that there's still our 'lucky expert'. He has also entered the finals. If he's not good, then what's wrong with his opponent? Then he'll be the number one and youngest disciple in history."

He said decisively, "Why don't we take a gamble and see if Pig wins or loses in the finals? Are you guys willing to bet?"

"I bet he loses!" "Let's bet now!"

Si Qin Shi opened her mouth from Zhong Yi's hand and said, "Add me in, and we'll bet on him losing!"

Of course I heard the wager, and I thought to myself: Heh heh, in the finals, you will lose the wager!

The next day, the Dao meridian 'three gathering' Martial Meeting entered its final round. On this day, the first and twelfth rankings of the true, great, and foolish disciples of the third generation would be decided.

It had rained last night, but the morning sun had risen in the east, which did not affect the mood of the disciples. The true, great, and foolish disciples that had entered the top four had been distributed across the three arenas that were far apart from each other, competing at the same time. Of the three people, Zhu Ci had been arranged to fight in the original arena. She had been assigned to fight in the first round of the true generation, and Macro had been assigned to fight in the third round of the macro generation.

As for the most eye-catching competition for the true disciples, it was the third stage for the true characters. The disciples of the main sect had already prepared seven chairs for the competition, as if just in case, the six prominent people in the Dao meridian along with the Sect Leader of the Hua Mountain Sect would definitely be ranked first or second, which was the most important part of the sect.

Zhu Ci, based on Song Shaojie's explanation, those old fellows from the Dao Veins were right. In fact, it was no surprise that Yang Ruxue was the center of attention for the true love competition of the true love competition. Yang Ruxue was the one with the 'Purple Microsoft Sword'.

In the last competition, she had defeated her senior, Yang Ruxue, who had defeated her senior apprentice sister Zhen Qin at such a young age, in a moment of love, there were many people commenting in private, but few of the older generation knew that the two people on the stage today were actually a couple.

Today, the two most outstanding young couples of the past hundred years met, but the lazy young disciples were jubilant. They had long surrounded the center of the ring like an iron bucket, and those who knew of their relationship even shouted out loudly, "Yang Ruxue, let's see if you can get away with it or not!"