Qiu Honglei rolled her eyes: "It wasn't him who drew the lots for us, it was us contestants who drew them ourselves, how could he tamper with them?"

Yun Jianyue snorted: "Anyway, there are always more solutions than problems. He must have seen that the big-breasted woman was injured, and now the competition is at a disadvantage for her, so he arranged a bye for her so that she could have more time to rest."

“Master, why do you keep talking about big-breasted women? You’re not small yourself,” Qiu Honglei said with a strange expression. “Besides, I think you seem to be in a bit too much of a hurry.”

Yun Jianyue's heart skipped a beat, but she immediately said, "Hmph, you heartless wretch! Your master is clearly worried about you, and you still say these things."

Qiu Honglei smiled and hugged her arm: "Master is the best~"

Yun Jianyue sighed softly, "You'll find out later that Master isn't all that great."

Qiu Honglei was taken aback, but immediately said, "No matter what, Master has always been the best person to me since I was a child."

Disciples from other sects nearby turned to look at her. This Peng Wuyan was clearly extremely ugly, yet she acted like she was being coquettish. It was really hard to bear watching her.

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After the day's competition ended, each sect returned to their respective residences. The elders of the sects helped their disciples review the past few days of competition, summarizing the gains and losses and suggesting ways to improve.

In addition, the chief disciple receives special instruction from the sect leader or the elder leading the team, who helps analyze the opponent's situation and formulate subsequent battle plans, etc.

As the referee, Zuan was quite relaxed. He took the opportunity to head straight to the Biluo Palace villa, where he reunited with Damanman after a long separation, but they hadn't even had a chance to speak yet.

Upon arriving at the Biluo Palace villa, the disciples guarding the gate immediately became much more respectful upon seeing him. After Zu An explained his purpose, they did not stop him and let him pass directly.

Zu An chuckled self-deprecatingly. If he had come a few days ago, these disciples certainly wouldn't have been so easy to talk to.

His arrival immediately caused a commotion, with many disciples coming out to secretly watch him.

After all, it was truly astonishing that someone of similar age, or even younger, could defeat a Grandmaster of the Power Realm.

In addition, Zuan had previously helped Biluo Palace, so most people had a good impression of him.

Many of his female disciples, in particular, looked at him with starry eyes.

Some of the bolder female disciples even tried to strike up a conversation, but were immediately pulled back by those around them.

What are you doing?

"Can't I just say hello to them?"

"Tch, everyone knows what you're up to. But she's obviously after Junior Sister Pei. Do you think you're any better than her?"

Thinking of Pei Mianman's beautiful face and magnificent chest, the female disciple, who had been full of enthusiasm, suddenly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant and completely gave up the idea of ​​striking up a conversation.

Hearing the murmurs around him, Zu'an couldn't help but chuckle. Just then, a young man suddenly blocked his way, his face full of arrogance.

Recognizing that the other party was Wan Guiyi, the chief disciple of Biluo Palace, Zu An asked, "What is it?"

This guy acts all high and mighty all day long, is he going to challenge me? Wan Guiyi's expression shifted rapidly, and finally he said with a complicated look, "How do you cultivate?"

This is what he can't understand the most. They are all about the same age, and he is already a recognized genius in the school. He used to think that he was the best among his peers. He never expected that the gap between them was so big.

"Guiyi, you must not be disrespectful to the Ancestor!" This was Wan Tongtian's shout. He had received a report from his disciple and hurriedly came out to greet him, only to find his son blocking the other party. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He knows his son's personality best. He loves to challenge experts, and it would be troublesome if he offended someone by saying something wrong.

That guy surnamed Zu may seem all smiles on the surface, but he's incredibly ruthless when he strikes. If Wan Guiyi were to challenge him, he'd most likely be severely injured, which would affect his chances in the later matches.

"Palace Master Wan!" Zu An cupped his hands in greeting to Wan Tongtian.

Seeing the other party's kind face, Wan Tongtian was somewhat flattered: "I will always remember Lord Zu's help."

Just a few days ago, he looked down on this pretty boy, thinking that the court was becoming more and more corrupt, actually letting such an incompetent young man take on such a position.

However, now people are marveling at how talented the imperial court is, and how the gap between it and the martial arts sects is widening.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zu An left to find Pei Mianman. Before leaving, he stopped and said to Wan Guiyi, "Maybe I've always been lucky?"

Wan Guiyi was stunned, thinking to himself, what kind of answer is this? Does that mean all my efforts over the years have been a joke?

Zuan never expected that a casual remark would make a teenager question his life; now, all he could think about was Da Manman.

When Pei Mianman saw him, her expression was a mixture of surprise and delight, since she had specifically sent him a message saying that they would meet again after some time.

"Miss Pei, how is your injury recovering?" Because Master Huoling was watching warily from the side, Zu An did not dare to be too intimate.

After all, Chu Yan and Yan Xuehen are still on the mountain, and the previous affair between the two has been widely publicized. If their relationship with Pei Mianman is exposed, it will truly be a chaotic situation.

"Thank you, Master Zu. I've recovered about 60-70%." Pei Mianman replied politely. She knew that her master disliked talking about love and romance, and she was worried that it would hurt her if she found out.

The two hit it off immediately and, quite tacitly, kept their relationship a secret.

"Only 60-70%?" Zu An couldn't help but frown. Even though she had two more days of rest than the others, being at 60-70% strength meant she was likely in grave danger compared to the other chief disciples.

The Fire Spirit Abbess sighed, "Li Hentian truly lives up to his reputation as a genius. His final blow severely injured Manman. It's already the result of our best efforts that Manman was able to recover 60-70% of her combat power."

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