After Yun Shenhai spoke, he opened the cultivation technique in his hand.
In an instant, the entire venue was enveloped in dazzling golden light, and one after another, strangely shaped golden truth texts were arranged, totaling hundreds of characters, dazzling the eyes, yet irresistibly attracting them.
Upon catching a glimpse of the contents, everyone immediately realized that this technique was extraordinary. Under the light of the Text of Truth, they quickly followed the instructions.
Even He Quwan lost her composure and sat cross-legged to study the cultivation technique written by Quan Ji.
Just a few minutes later, a gasp of surprise came from the stands.
"This... this level of cultivation technique, is it really possible for a preacher who can only condense eleven Truth Scripts in one breath to achieve this?"
"Seventeen years old and she can do this?! What the hell was I doing when I was seventeen...?"
...
After circulating her energy through a small cycle, He Quwan deeply felt the terrifying power of this technique. Her pupils suddenly contracted, she trembled violently, and her lips and teeth parted slightly out of control.
"No...it's impossible! You must have stolen someone else's technique!"
"Yun Shenhai definitely gave you special training... You all planned this. How could someone your age possibly write such a complex cultivation method?!"
Quan Ji's light-colored pupils were tinged with a golden light as she glanced coldly at He Quwan.
"A clown, making a racket."
"It's time to take charge."
Before she could finish speaking, He Quwan lost control and raised her right hand, slapping herself hard across the face.
Snap—
The slap was incredibly loud, and the red marks from the five fingers looked so natural, burning her with pain.
Only then did everyone realize that Quan Ji was also a psychic.
No wonder Princess Quan has such abilities at such a young age!
Everyone praised it:
"Truly, heroes emerge from among the young; the younger generation surpasses the older!"
"We must befriend this Princess Quan. From today onwards... Princess Quan's name will surely become famous!"
...
The judges had lost all goodwill towards He Quwan and said to everyone, "This cultivation technique is a gift from Quan Ji to everyone. If any of you have any improper thoughts, you should stop now."
"Now that Quan Ji's abilities have been revealed, you can probably understand what kind of attitude our Missionary Association will have towards her."
"If you still don't understand, then we, the eight legendary preachers, will explain it to you clearly."
"If nothing unexpected happens, Quan Ji will be the young president of the headquarters of my Missionary Association, and my Missionary Association will protect her with all its might!"
As he spoke, the eight-legged, domineering power unleashed itself wildly, its oppressive force spreading throughout the entire arena, leaving everyone terrified.
Some forces that had intended to control Princess Quan have also given up.
They were not surprised that Quan Ji was valued so highly by the Preacher Association after experiencing the power of the technique.
The only thing they could do was to use enough benefits to befriend Kwon Ji.
"We understand!"
A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind.
The emergence of such a peerless genius in the Missionaries Association is no longer just a rare talent; it is a precious gem that everyone will cherish in their hearts!
This time, Kwon Ji showed no restraint whatsoever, displaying utter arrogance.
This made Yun Shenhai ecstatic, as he had always known that his disciple was amazing.
But he never expected that his apprentice would actually be a cow mother squatting at the door with her bottom raised, how incredibly awesome!
The competition was still going on, and Quan Ji had already honed the morale of the other one hundred people.
They've become numb!
With a terrifying contestant like You Quan Ji appearing in first place, even though many commendable techniques appeared later, it was still impossible to get a high score.
After all, when a phoenix stands on a branch, who would care about the beauty of the surrounding azaleas?
Quan Ji undoubtedly won first place in the second round of the competition, and the final result of this Preaching Star Competition was almost a foregone conclusion.
Everyone looked at Quan Ji with nothing but envy; they had no other thoughts.
Of course, this excludes He Quwan.
Her second submission was plagiarized. Although it wasn't finished, it still barely passed—as for why it passed, you'd have to ask Wei Gui what he was thinking.
And so, the Rising Stars Tournament reached its third round.
A massive melee ensued.
After two rounds of elimination, the final fifty people are all ready.
They stood on the platform, thinking to themselves—as long as they could avoid Quan Ji, they could at least salvage their ranking.
They took a deep breath.
Host: "The competition...begins!!!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
He Quwan then unleashed an extremely powerful technique.
She wrote down the two truths of "suppression" and "oppression," then took out a gemstone and magnified the two characters infinitely.
Suddenly, it was as if all the surrounding energy was blocked, and others were completely unable to circulate energy, let alone refine the text of truth.
In the sky, the two words "suppression" merged into one, and a violent pressure came from above.
Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts, as an invisible pressure slammed down on them, making it hard to breathe, and their internal organs were being squeezed.
They wailed in agony:
"Aaaaaah... Help..."
He Quwan's gaze fell on Quan Ji, whose complexion was also very bad, and she burst into unrestrained laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"It seems the title of today's champion has already been decided!"
"With my Pisces Pearl here, none of you will be able to make a move!"
"Anyone who doesn't want to die... admit defeat and step down!"
Her face was contorted and grotesque.
When the others heard the name "Pisces Pearl," their expressions changed instinctively, and their gazes quickly shifted to Wei Gui.
Wei Gui wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
These twin fish pearls are his divinely bestowed weapons!
Due to certain circumstances, he had no choice but to obey He Quwan's words and hand over his Pisces Pearl to her.
I thought she would use it as a trump card, but I never expected... she would be so reckless!
Using it right from the start, are they afraid he hasn't embarrassed himself enough?!
The other nine judges also fixed their gazes on him, all with hostility.
Yun Shenhai coldly scoffed, "I really didn't expect that Wei Da Chuanqi, the legendary preacher, would actually be willing to entrust his precious Pisces Pearl to his disciple. He really spoils his disciple like a precious treasure!"
Zhang Yi also sided with Yun Shenhai once again, which was rare for him: "Tsk tsk tsk, I thought it was already too much for this crazy old man Yun Shenhai to bring such a monstrous talent to participate in the Rising Star Competition, but I didn't expect there to be someone even more shameless."
Jun Chenlan exuded a cold aura and silently placed his hand on the sword at his waist.
He said, "If Princess Quan suffers any loss, then Wei Gui, the preacher, and your disciple will no longer need to have any attachment to this world."
As soon as he finished speaking, an even more terrifying pressure spread across the entire arena, and everyone except the contestants felt a sense of suffocation.
Jun Chenlan was enraged at this moment!
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