There were still true disciples who were thinking and weighing. After a few breaths, many disciples raised their hands.

Ten breaths passed slowly!

"Sixty-three thousand eight hundred votes!"

When Dao Ji Sect Master read out Yue Wuji's votes, many true disciples nodded secretly, thinking that Yue Wuji's answer was recognized by many people.

Compared with Wu Wentian, it was undoubtedly much higher.

But even so, Yue Wuji has not really won the final victory in this second level. After all, there is still... Ye Wuque.

"Okay, the last one..."

"Ye Wuque!"

Finally, Ye Wuque's name slowly sounded from Dao Ji Sect Master's mouth, echoing for nine days!

Blue Peacock, Black Blade, and Dwarf Tiger stared at the countless true disciples in front of them, but they kept praying in their hearts!

"Young Master will win! Young Master will win! Young Master will win..."

Especially Blue Peacock, almost screaming in his heart!

Swish, swish, swish...

But the next moment, Blue Peacock's complexion suddenly changed, and her delicate body began to tremble, as if she had been slapped three times by a big mouth!

Because wherever Blue Peacock could see, all the true disciples had raised their hands!

"One hundred and five thousand votes!"

Ten breaths later, when the Dao Ji Sect Master read out the number of votes Ye Wuque had received, the whole world was dead silent!

Compared to Yue Wuji's more than 63,000 votes, Ye Wuque had more than 30,000 votes!

There was no need to say anything more about such a huge advantage!

"Damn it!"

Blue Peacock was so angry that his head was dizzy, and Dwarf Tiger and Black Blade closed their red eyes, panting, with red faces and thick necks. The three of them were almost about to explode on the spot!

On the West Sealing Zen Platform, Yue Wuji had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't care about losing to Ye Wuque again in the second level, but the Wupi around him was moving without wind, making a rustling sound, and the surrounding void seemed to be wailing softly!

"Then this sect announces that the final winner of the second level of the three levels of luck... Ye Wuque!"

The faint voice of the Dao Ji Sect Master resounded, and once again ignited the fiery atmosphere between the whole world!

On the East Sealing Zen Platform, Ye Wuque stood tall, his face calm, and at this moment, a faint reminiscence flashed in his bright eyes, and many scenes from the past were recalled in his mind.

Half of this answer came from himself, and the other half came from the original... the Holy Way of the Heavens!

When he was still in the Canglan Realm, the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Qingming Palace had a decisive battle. The Holy Lord of the Ends of the World considered everything to prevent the Holy Way of the Heavens from losing and leaving behind seeds. At that time, Ye Wuque was seriously injured in Nirvana, and only knew everything after he came out of the retreat. He was even chosen by the Holy Lord of the Ends of the World as the future guardian of the Holy Way of the Heavens!

It can be said that Ye Wuque personally experienced the life and death of the sect!

Therefore, with this foundation, he can summarize such an answer.

"Wow! He is worthy of being my idol! Chief Ye is awesome! He won the first place in two of the three levels of luck!"

"I don't think there is any need to compete anymore. Who else can be qualified to be the 'Son of the North Star' besides Chief Ye?"

"That's right! Chief Ye is so handsome! I hate that I am not a girl, otherwise I must give birth to a child for Chief Ye!"

Many true disciples cheered for Ye Wuque, their eyes full of enthusiasm, and they were almost becoming Ye Wuque's crazy fans and building a fan club for him!

"You can't say that. Don't forget that the master of the sect said before that the first two levels of the three levels of luck can only be regarded as two tests. Even if you fail, you will not be eliminated directly, but will accumulate to the third level, which is the last level, before it will explode! In other words, although Chief Ye won the first place in the first two levels, there is still the most crucial third level!" However

, there are also calm true disciples who speak like this, reminding everyone that the three levels of luck have not really ended.

"So what? The tests of the first two levels have proved that Chief Ye is powerful and unfathomable. It can be said that Yue Wuji was completely defeated! He was pressed hard on the ground and rubbed. Do you see any signs of equal strength?"

"I don't think there will be any surprises in the third level. Chief Ye will still be the one who laughs last!"

The true disciple who supports Ye Wuque said confidently, with fanatical eyes!

"What do you think this last level will be about?"

A true disciple asked.

"Hey! What? Can't guess? Isn't it obvious?"

Some calm-minded true disciples seemed to have guessed something. They smiled and opened their mouths, and excitement and expectation slowly surged in their eyes.

"Silence!"

Tianshuzi's voice slowly sounded, echoing throughout the Daoji Square, and immediately made the noisy true disciples return to silence.

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the Daoji Sect Master.

There was only one level left.

At this moment, the four people on the four Fengshan platforms also looked at the Daoji Sect Master, with different expressions.

Finally, the voice of the Daoji Sect Master once again resounded between heaven and earth!

"Perhaps in the eyes of many creatures, the concept of luck is illusory, but no creature dares to deny its existence..."

Dao Ji Sect Master did not directly announce the content of the third level, but spoke like this.

"All the encounters, fortunes, and opportunities of all the outstanding people in their lives are enough to make ordinary creatures dumbfounded, or even unbelievable!"

"This is... luck!"

"'Beidou Saint' is the son of luck of our sect, so the one who can become 'Beidou Saint' must be the disciple with the strongest luck of this generation!"

"All four of you meet this condition, but who is the one with the strongest luck? This requires the most direct and domineering... collision between lucks!"

At this point, Dao Ji Sect Master's tone was full of grandeur and domineering!

"Then what will the last level of the three levels of luck be? I think many of you have already guessed it..."

As soon as Dao Ji Sect Master said this, the atmosphere between the whole world instantly became... fiery! !

Wu Wentian's sharp eyes were filled with a burning desire to fight!

Pang Deyan's face flashed with a ferocious and ferocious smile, and blood was surging in the depths of his eyes!

Yue Wuji had no expression on his face, but his aura suddenly became like the boiling sea of ​​stars!

Only Ye Wuque remained calm, with a pair of bright eyes deep in the depths, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As for all the true disciples on this Daoji Square, at this moment, they were all ready to fight, and their faces were flushed with excitement!

"The last level of the three levels of luck is... the winner is the king!"

"The four of you will randomly duel in pairs, the winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated. Whoever is first in the end will have the strongest luck, and that person will be the 'Northern Dipper Holy Son' of my Beidou Daoji Sect!"

The voice shook the nine heavens, and the leader of the Daoji Sect said the content of the last level.

"Next, our sect will randomly select opponents for each of you four, and they will still be these four jade slips."

The Dao Ji Sect Master flicked his right hand, and the four jade slips appeared again, and began to rotate in front of the Dao Ji Sect Master at a very fast and disorderly speed!

Ten breaths later...

swish!

The four jade slips flew straight up, two on each side, and lined up side by side!

Between heaven and earth, there was silence!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the four jade slips, holding their breath and concentrating!

"The first match... Wu Wentian vs. Yue Wuji!"

"The second match... Pang Deyan vs. Ye Wuque!"