"I, I surrender..." The priest hesitated for only a few breaths before jumping off the competition stage.
Anyway, someone has already taken the lead, and his strength is not as good as his opponent, so he is not afraid of losing face.
"You!" Mu Hanyan's sword quickly pointed at the next person.
"I give up." The man gritted his teeth and jumped off the competition stage.
"I give up." The next person, before Mu Hanyan could say anything, jumped off the competition stage as soon as he saw the long sword in her hand pointing at him.
"I give up."
"I give up."
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The priests on the stage jumped off the competition platform one after another, their movements more agile than each other. It was not that everyone was so timid, but they had agreed to join forces to bring down Mu Hanyan. However, the people in front admitted defeat one after another and left the stage. Why should the people behind continue to fight? They are not stupid.
Seeing their own priests spinelessly concede defeat one after another and leave the stage, the heads of the high priests on the platform all turned pale. But they really couldn't blame them. Mu Hanyan's defeat of Long Wucuo with those two swords was too shocking. Even if they had fought themselves, they might not have been stronger than Mu Hanyan. How could they ask their subordinates to die?
By now, they had gradually come to realize that Mu Hanyan had planned this all along. Her initial preemptive attack had already begun to shake everyone's fighting spirit, and Long Wucuo's crushing defeat had shattered their confidence. In short, from the moment the challenge began today, everything was under Mu Hanyan's control.
The plan they had previously discussed also collapsed under Mu Hanyan's careful calculations.
At such an age and with such scheming, even the experienced chief priests on the stage feel ashamed of themselves.
Finally, with the last priest admitting defeat and leaving the competition, Mu Hanyan was the only one left on the competition stage.
Finally, thunderous applause and cheers broke out from the audience.
Although the priests' performance was so disgraceful and cowardly that even the priests of their own temple despised them, they also knew that it was Mu Hanyan's display of immense strength that forced them to retreat without a fight. Mu Hanyan, with her strength, had earned the respect of everyone.
Hearing the tens of thousands of cheers and shouts, the faces of the chief priests turned even uglier. Although, with the exception of Long Aoli and Ou Mingzhi, the other chief priests were somewhat impressed by Mu Hanyan's strength and cunning, nonetheless, seeing their own priests humiliated like this, and having their previously agreed-upon plan so easily shattered by Mu Hanyan, they certainly weren't in a good mood.
In response to the cheers of the crowd, Mu Hanyan suddenly made a downward gesture with her hand, and everyone stopped at the same time, and the entire square returned to calm again.
"Chief Priest Long, I have passed the challenges of the priests from various halls. I should be able to enter the next round of competition, right?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"That's right." Long Aoli nodded with a grim face.
Although Long Wucuo saved his life, his injuries were extremely serious and might affect his cultivation. He now wanted to kill Mu Hanyan.
"Well, I challenge you!" Mu Hanyan stretched out her sword and pointed it at Long Aoli from a distance.
"What!" Looking at Mu Hanyan's beautiful, cold, yet extremely determined face, everyone was shocked again.
No one expected that Mu Hanyan, who had just defeated Long Wucuo, would challenge Long Aoli again. Could it be that after having just dealt with her son, she wanted to deal with her father as well? This was a complete slap in the face of the Long family.
But it is easy to slap my son's face, but it may not be so easy to slap my father's face. Mu Hanyan had just fought a battle and didn't even have time to rest, but was in a hurry to slap Long Aoli's face. It was a bit impulsive.
Of course, this is just what most people think, but the priests on the stage would definitely not think so.
When Mu Hanyan had previously used the Law of Life to counter Long Wucuo's Death Shield, they had assumed she was too young and inconsiderate, taking things for granted and even mocking her to the utmost. However, Mu Hanyan's actions had dealt them a resounding slap in the face.
It wasn't until the end that they realized that Mu Hanyan's scheming was far more mature than they had imagined, and everything was part of her calculations. They could also guess that Mu Hanyan's challenge to Long Aoli at this time was definitely not an impulsive act, nor was it to slap him in the face. She must have a purpose.
Their guess was absolutely correct. Mu Hanyan did have her own reasons for doing this.
She knew very well that since she had severely injured Long Wucuo, Long Aoli would never let her go, and the chief priests would definitely not give up even if their plans were easily destroyed by her. If she gave them time to discuss things slowly, she didn't know what methods they would come up with to deal with her.
The reason he was able to easily defeat Long Wucuo today was partly because he had no idea the Chaos Sword had fallen into his hands, but more importantly, it was because he had a limited understanding of himself. However, after this battle, his true colors were almost completely exposed. If Long Aoli and the others had been prepared, he would never have such good luck again.
Anyway, she still had the energy to use the Eight Desolate Divine Meteorite once more, so she might as well disrupt their rhythm and directly challenge Long Aoli.
Based on her previous understanding of the major temples, the strength of these twelve chief priests was headed by Long Aoli. As long as she could defeat him, it was not impossible for the other chief priests to voluntarily admit defeat like the previous priests.
It doesn't matter even if they don't admit defeat. Since they are going for that rare treasure of heaven and earth, she will have to face the strongest among the twelve high priests sooner or later. It is not a bad thing to fight with Long Aoli in advance.
"You want to challenge me?" Long Aoli was a little surprised himself, but he quickly regained his composure and asked with a serious face.
"Could it be that Chief Priest Dragon doesn't dare to accept the challenge?" Mu Hanyan said with a faint smile.
"Okay, okay, no wonder you can become the chief priest of Huayu at such a young age. You are indeed capable and courageous. I will do as you wish." Long Aoli patted the chair and said with admiration.
In fact, he hated Mu Hanyan in his heart and wanted to slap her to death, but he was the master of a palace after all, so he had to have the necessary manners. No matter how much he hated Mu Hanyan in his heart, he could not be as outspoken as Long Wucuo.
Of course, it might also be that he was shocked by the two slaps Mu Hanyan slapped on Long Wucuo's face. This Mu Hanyan didn't have the calm demeanor of a chief priest at all, and she didn't play by the rules at all. If he couldn't help but ridicule her, she might really dare to slap him in the face. Long Aoli didn't want to suffer such a great humiliation.
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