Ye Tian looked at the smug Wuchen Daoist on the stage with some worry.
If Master is still so smug, he's probably in real danger.
Wuchen Daoist's expression was also somewhat strange, and he muttered in bewilderment, "Something's not right! I've already dealt with Xuantian Sanren, so why is there still such a strong killing intent?"
"Could it be that someone down there is planning to use dirty tricks to deal with him?"
Wuchen Daoist's face was extremely ugly. He said coldly, "Throughout my life, I have always acted with integrity and never changed my name or surname! You filthy flies in the audience think you can deal with me? I'll be waiting for you right here. Come on if you dare. I'll take you on during the team competition!"
After saying that...
Ye Tian held his breath, looking at his master with some pity.
The faces of the various sect leaders sitting on the basin floor were so ugly they could drip water.
"Gurgle." Ye Tian waited patiently.
Several rounds of matches, a rare and exciting game.
Most of them are performance-based; very few people can play as brilliantly as their master.
Naturally, it didn't attract the attention of the apprentices who came to sign up.
Until the team competition.
The moment the starting line was shouted.
Ye Tian swallowed.
Wuchen Daoren stood confidently on the arena, habitually looking at his teammates who were all alone.
But the next second.
He was shocked.
Chen Sheng of the Heavenly Blade Sect stood in the position of his opponent, and Wu Guang of the Flying Sword Sect also stood in the position of his opponent.
Immediately afterwards.
One by one, the sect leaders stood up.
One by one, the sect leaders stood in opposition to him.
There were about a hundred people, densely packed together.
All sects are opposing forces.
"Master...Master, have we broken a heavenly law?" Li Xiaoyao asked, sweating profusely.
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