Chapter 767 Old Grudge
All the monks stopped fighting and the whole place was in an uproar.
"Elder, you must be mistaken."
The monk who achieved the best results walked quickly to the elder and showed him a bundle of spiritual flags.
"Our Tianyin Sect has won a total of 32 flags, so we deserve to be first."
The elder announced the results expressionlessly: "Qingzheng Sect, captured 100 spiritual flags."
"Ah? How is that possible?"
"That Qingzheng Sect, the one that always comes in last in the competitions but still clings to the title of one of the nine great sects? You must be kidding!"
"I beat them out as soon as they came in yesterday. They couldn't even grab a flag!"
The elder was fuming with anger. There were also disciples from their Tianyan Sect competing in this competition, but they were eliminated before they even made it into the first thousand. He simply couldn't bear to watch this.
"Use your pig brains to see clearly!"
The elder flicked his sleeve, and the magic circle set up by the Qingzheng Sect was removed, and the miasma dissipated. All the cultivators then realized that they were not in the spiritual flag formation, but on a large hillside.
The monster was artificially trapped beside them by a magic circle, and even the magic flag in their hands was forged.
Qing Zhengzong and his entourage sat on the ground outside the stone forest with smiles on their faces, brewing tea around the stove and even having a barbecue in the wild.
Ye Xiaoman ran over with a small bag and handed the bag full of exactly 100 small flags to the elder.
The monks suddenly woke up from their dream and realized that they had fallen into the trap of the Qing Zhengzong.
The elder threw out a magical flying weapon, Fa Ling, and took the advanced disciples of the Qingzheng Sect to the next venue to participate in the third round of auditions.
The monks watched helplessly as the Qingzheng Sect rode on the clouds in triumph. They felt so humiliated by the defeat that they were filled with rage and glared at the monks below. Their eyes all passed over Ye Xiaoman's honest face. She sat obediently at the very edge of the Dharma Silk with her sleeves tucked in. It was obvious that she had been instigated by her treacherous senior brothers and sisters to do something wrong.
"Stinky old chrysanthemum, I haven't seen you for a few years and you've become a bad person."
"Despicable and shameless!"
"Come down and have a fair fight."
The Qingzheng Sect's members were in high spirits. Even the four leaders of the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum groups, who were singled out and scolded the most, smiled. In previous years, they were the ones scolding the others, but now it was their turn to be scolded. As expected, as long as they could win, even the most unpleasant noise would be like heavenly music.
The third round of auditions repeated the same rules as the second round of Spirit Flag Seizure, except that the monsters were at a higher level, the terrain was more complex, and the destination was more difficult to find.
In this game, 1,000 teams will compete fiercely, and only 100 will remain.
This means that the 20 people from the Qing Dynasty have to fight against 19,980 people at the same time, which is much more difficult than the previous battle.
The elders of Tianyan Sect brought Ye Xiaoman and others to their destination and left them behind.
Just like in the last game, let’s look at the map first.
This time they were found to have landed not too far from their destination.
The red dots on the map were densely packed and moving at full speed. Each group was flying towards the spiritual flag position at the fastest speed.
"The teams participating in this round are all winners of the previous round. They are more experienced and have higher overall strength. More importantly, they are all veterans who have experienced countless battles."
Senior Sister Mei grinned, revealing her eight white teeth.
"But what does it matter? Can they outsmart us?"
In this round, Qing Zhengzong copied the strategy from the previous game.
The dirty trick of copying a destination is unprecedented, judging by the degree of shock to the competitors in the previous round, and the main point is the unexpected.
Xiao Chujing flexibly changed his strategy according to the situation of this round.
"We only have three days left. We don't have as much time as last time. We must act quickly."
The command of the team unknowingly fell into Xiao Chujing's hands.
Xiao Chujing calculated in his mind the time it would take for each team to reach their destination based on their speed on the map.
"We can only stop 80% of the team this time. The remaining 20% will reach their destination before us."
Xiao Chujing was calm and composed, moving his slender fingers on the map. His confident demeanor was persuasive, making people subconsciously accept his orders. Everyone followed his thoughts and nodded repeatedly.
"That's fine. We'll hold off most of the opponents first, then focus our efforts on dealing with the remaining 20%. Victory is assured."
All the Qing Zhengzong received their respective tasks and took quick action according to the strategy formulated by Xiao Chujing.
Three days later, Qing Zhengzong won again, and with a huge score of first place, it was easy for him to win.
The classic scene was repeated, and the monk who was severely tricked left the scene cursing.
Among the 100 teams, 99 of them who won with great difficulty were beaten badly by the Qingzhengzong's lack of martial ethics. It was very difficult for them to win. If this round of competition had not set up 100 winning places, it is estimated that there would be only one winner, the Qingzhengzong.
The Qing Zhengzong people stood together with a playful smile, facing the angry eyes of all the winners around them.
From afar, among the winning team, several resentful gazes fell on Ye Xiaoman.
"Brother Zhang, we met Ye Xiaoman again."
Zhang Yingjun and Ru Xiashan, monks from the Divine Will Sect, stared gloomily at Ye Xiaoman's profile from between the crowd.
They will never forget what happened in the Divine Realm a few months ago. They just bullied Ye Xiaoman's senior sister in the brothel, but Ye Xiaoman taught them a lesson and asked them to change their names to "worse than pigs and dogs" on the spot. They suffered a great humiliation.
But Ye Xiaoman had the support of the God Emperor, so they didn't dare to seek revenge.
He could only secretly curse Ye Xiaoman to be in bad luck.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Ye Xiaoman's reputation grew. She was ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking, won the Ten Thunder Tribulations, and received the best golden elixir... All the good things in the world were taken by her.
When they met again today, Ye Xiaoman, who was at the seventh level of Qi Refining in their memory, had now soared to the early stage of Core Formation, which made them hate and fear her even more.
"Are we just going to let it go like this?" Ru Xiashan touched her face. Her newly reconstructed face was crooked by Ye Xiaoman that day, and it took a lot of money to repair it later. She has always remembered this bill.
When Zhang Yingjun thought of Ye Xiaoman's sword that flew out of nowhere, he trembled with fear. He would definitely not dare to provoke Ye Xiaoman to fight again. He was unwilling to give up when asked to do so.
His eyes rolled and he had an idea.
The eldest brother of the Shenyi Sect was standing under a tree tending to his wounds. A large piece of flesh had been torn off his arm by a pig beast, and his life-defining magic weapon was damaged. His face was grim. The other disciples also had wounds. Under the eldest brother's low pressure, they were as silent as a mouse, silently taking their elixirs.
The Shenyi Sect and the Qingzheng Sect have always been at odds with each other. In the previous human selections, the Shenyi Sect relied on its strong strength to maliciously humiliate the monks of the Qingzheng Sect several times. Therefore, this time, the Shenyi Sect was severely retaliated by the Qingzheng Sect and was almost eliminated.
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