"Fourth sister, you're amazing!"
With her shout, even those around her who didn't recognize her face knew that this person was their sect leader, so Fang Ruotang simply stopped trying to hide her identity.
Because Fang Ruotang didn't want any complications, she had already informed the sect that her relatives and friends would participate in this year's competition, but they would not share the rewards, so no one had any objections.
Even after the first round, no one objected to Cao Yuedi and her group joining the second round directly; in fact, some even wanted to compete against them.
They look easy to beat.
The preliminary rounds weren't very interesting.
However, the process took a long time, but for Fang Ruotang's disciples, it was extremely short. For example, Shishi and Yan Yan were eliminated in the first round.
After all, it's a matter of direct instruction from one person to another.
They are both direct disciples, both outstanding individuals with exceptional talent, but they have been practicing for ten or even several decades, which is far beyond the reach of those who have just begun their training.
The only two people with fighting ability were Qin Bao'er and Lu Ling. Fortunately, they were not eliminated in the first round. Otherwise, all of Fang Ruotang's disciples would have been stopped in the first round.
She herself didn't care, but a group of disciples stood beside her, looking disheveled and pitiful, with tearful expressions on their faces.
Fang Ruotang found it amusing. Every disciple who could be accepted as a personal disciple had a single spiritual root, or at the very least, a dual spiritual root. They had put in more than ten years of extra effort.
She had long expected her disciples to lose, so she not only didn't feel ashamed, but instead took out a recording stone to capture their embarrassing moment.
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