“I said, I also think that compared to your senior disciples, they are no match at all.”
"How about this? To give your senior brothers a chance to prove themselves, if they can successfully pass through this simulated battlefield, then in the upcoming real-life competition, our two sects will have a one-on-one match first?"
The two were completely dumbfounded by Rong Zi's move, "This..."
They simply felt that Rongling Sect's progress in this elimination round was far too smooth.
It so smoothly that it almost stole the spotlight from everyone else.
That's why they felt somewhat dissatisfied.
But if it's a one-on-one competition...
The Rongling Sect does have Ling Mo, who is at the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if Senior Brother Song were to take on the challenge in a one-on-one match, he probably wouldn't be a match for him.
Rong Zi, with her hands behind her back, asked meaningfully, "What? Didn't you say your senior brothers are the most powerful? Since they are already the most powerful, do you not dare to compete with us one-on-one?"
The two of them blushed when Rong Zi asked them, "We..."
Just then, Song Fengming suddenly appeared, frowned, and asked a question.
What are you doing?
Behind him, Murong Zhen and the other sect leaders followed.
"metropolitan?"
Upon seeing Song Fengming, the two disciples immediately stood up straight and replied in a low voice.
"Reporting to the sect leader, we are only here to invite them to sit in the audience."
Rong Zi clicked his tongue.
"Look at you all, why do you only say half of what you mean?"
She pointed at the two of them, then turned to Song Fengming and said, "They said your apprentices are the best, and they are very dissatisfied with my apprentice winning first place in the elimination round. Therefore, I am proposing to them that you give your apprentices a chance to prove themselves."
Song Fengming frowned deeply. "What opportunity?"
Rong Zi: "Isn't that simple? Just have your apprentice compete against my apprentice, right? There's also a real-person competition coming up, isn't there? We can skip the draw and go straight to the stage to compete, just like we did last time."
Upon hearing this, Song Fengming's face immediately darkened.
That Rong Zi!
This is clearly another trap they're setting for him!
In the sect leader competition, their Yaohuo Sect had already lost face once.
We absolutely cannot lose it again when it comes to our disciples!
Thinking of this, Song Fengming turned his head and glared at the two disciples, scolding, "You two, get out."
These two, do they think their Yao Huo Sect hasn't been embarrassed enough already?
The two men shuddered at Song Fengming's words and immediately responded.
"yes."
Rong Zi curled her lips into a smile, looked up at Song Fengming, and asked, "Then what about this opportunity to prove it..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Fengming interrupted her righteously.
"The sect competition is a very serious occasion. How can we disregard the rules and challenge each other to a duel? I think it's better to follow the rules."
Don't even think about trying to trick him this time!
Rong Zi sighed with a hint of regret.
Looks like they've learned their lesson and aren't so easily fooled anymore...
...
Murong Zhen personally announced that Yun Jing and his team, representing Rongling Sect, had passed the elimination round with the highest score and could advance to the next round of the real-person competition.
Disciples who pass the elimination rounds can sit with their master.
The five of them were pinned to the ground, and looked helplessly at Rong Zi, saying, "Master, this talisman..."
Rong Zi clapped her hands and said to them, "Oh right, the effect of this Thousand-Jin Talisman lasts for one hour, so take your time to get used to it."
The five people: "..."
Finally, the five of them, on the verge of tears, dragged their heavy feet and followed Rong Zi step by step with great difficulty.
They were, after all, cultivators.
Moreover, he is extremely talented.
Even though my legs are now as heavy as a thousand pounds, I can still walk.
only……
That walking posture.
It's a bit complicated to explain.
The audience seats were quite far from the exit of the simulated battlefield, so they didn't hear the little incident that had just happened. They watched Yun Jing and his group's walking posture from afar, completely bewildered.
Someone asked, "What's wrong with them?"
"I don't know, maybe it's a special gesture their Rongling Sect uses to celebrate their victory?"
"That's really quite special..."
...
As they approached their seats, of the five people including Yun Jing, apart from Ling Mo and Xi Ling'er, who had high cultivation and strong combat power, the other three were practically exhausted.
Gu Xiaochui, panting, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"My legs feel like they don't even belong to me anymore."
"Who isn't?" Qi Yufei almost cried. "With this weight, let alone long-distance running, I'm almost exhausted after just walking this short distance!"
Yun Jing patted her rosy cheeks. "We're almost there. Just hang in there a little longer."
Rong Zi listened to their words, turned to look at them, and then said gently, "If you're really too tired..."
Upon hearing this, all of them simultaneously met her gaze, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Master, is it that you can't bear to do it?
Are you planning to remove the talismans from them?
They knew that their master still cared about them.
However, under their expectant gazes, Rong Zi smiled and continued, "Then walk slowly, there's no rush."
The five people: "..."
You are truly our respected teacher.
Her voice was so gentle.
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