After spending two more days fighting monsters with Chi Yuan, the semi-finals finally came to an end.
Chi Yuan ranked second with 5,872 tokens.
The final round is much simpler: a three-way free-for-all where the winner is the ultimate victor.
When Chi Yuan and Shen Yulou arrived, quite a few people were already secretly taking notice.
Hello, do you still recognize me?
Li Yifeng was wearing a bright purple outer robe today, making him hard to miss.
"Actually, I thought you were stunningly beautiful the first time I saw you, and you are still as beautiful as ever now."
"So, can we be friends?"
After praising him, Li Yifeng went straight to the point and extended his hand to Chi Yuan.
"Sure, but could you tell me exactly where it is that is so amazing?"
Chi Yuan was also happy to befriend this young man.
The fact that Li Yifeng didn't leave on a vulture but instead risked his life to save him shows that he was a kind-hearted person.
Seeing the undisguised curiosity in Chi Yuan's eyes, Li Yifeng suddenly stammered.
I just wanted to compliment you, why did you take it so seriously?
"Alright, stop teasing him. Look how flustered he is."
Shen Yulou tugged at Chi Yuan's sleeve to make him serious.
"He's just a bit narcissistic, don't mind him."
"well……"
The moment Li Yifeng saw Shen Yulou, he felt immense pressure.
This Taoist practitioner was no ordinary person either.
He turned his head and clicked his tongue inwardly.
Jian Wuhen and Su Yao had somehow ended up sitting next to him, and he turned to chat with Chi Yuan.
"Fellow Daoist, how about we come to the Myriad Swords Pavilion sometime and discuss swordsmanship sometime?"
"I'm sure you have a deep understanding of the path of cultivation."
Jian Wuhen extended an invitation to Chi Yuan.
The fact that a rogue cultivator under 100 years old can rank second is enough to prove Chi Yuan's talent.
"You flatter me, you flatter me. Everyone has their own expertise, but when it comes to swordsmanship, I still can't compare to you."
Chi Yuan was unusually humble.
"You're just too modest."
Li Yifeng turned around and gave Chi Yuan a thumbs up.
"Didn't you see that the Buddhist disciple who could make such a big palm print was ranked behind you in the ranking of chanting?"
"Isn't there still a Shadow Blade ahead of him? He still needs to work harder."
Shen Yulou patted Chi Yuan on the shoulder.
"He's just too engrossed in worldly affairs, and he's neglected his spiritual practice."
The remaining three: ...
Are you in Versailles?
If Chi Yuan, who is obsessed with worldly affairs and neglects his cultivation, can still rank second, then what about those who are not obsessed with worldly affairs and whose ranking is still low?
Even the system smugly stomped on it a few times.
"I told you so, I let you get so obsessed with dating, look, you're second now? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Shameful? I have a partner, what shameful thing about me?"
Chi Yuan expressed his incomprehension.
"No matter how stupid, foolish, or talentless I am, my Ice God Tree will always find ways to make me happy."
“My partner doesn’t think I’m shameful, so I don’t think I’m shameful at all.”
The system stammered for a long time before finally managing to utter the word "degenerate" before hastily logging off.
"Did you drive your system away again?"
Hearing the conversation between the system and Chi Yuan, Shen Yulou squeezed his palm.
"He always likes to provoke me."
Chi Yuan tossed the blame back to the system and then turned to Shen Yulou, acting all cute and affectionate.
“He said I’m a disgrace, but I’m not a disgrace at all.”
"Yes, yes, you're not shameful, you're my pride."
Shen Yulou patted his head.
"I'm a little embarrassed by all the praise."
Chi Yuanjun's face began to turn red, and he clung to Shen Yulou's arm, refusing to let go.
The two were still deeply in love, reluctant to part.
Sitting in front of them were Jian Wuhen and Su Yao: ? ? ?
Why does it always feel like there's a strong sweet smell in the air?
Who spilled honey?
After whispering to each other for a while, the final competition finally began.
Chi Yuan, Ying Ren, and Fan Yin stood side by side on the competition stage.
"Good seedlings, they're all good seedlings!"
The patriarch, seated in the main seat, stroked his beard and looked at the three young men with appreciation.
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