According to him, he just wanted to gain a reputation and did not want to play in the game.
No one could figure it out.
With Bai Mu's skills, why doesn't he go on stage himself and become famous?
"What are you afraid of? Brother Bai has taught us so many techniques. How can we lose to a team with a weird name?"
Zhou Yue rubbed his hands ready to go, and Zhong Yi beside him also smiled confidently.
"Don't worry, everyone... I've already figured out my tactics. I'm sure they'll be caught off guard..."
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Lihuo Peak, Lingyu Pavilion.
"If it's not a demon cultivator... then what could be the reason?"
Lu Ze pinched his chin and muttered to himself thoughtfully.
It is not easy to judge whether a person is a demon cultivator.
All he had to do was see if his magic power would increase after he died in the illusion.
Of course, this only applies to monks with high cultivation levels.
A Qi chain cultivator like Liu Mo usually has to die dozens or hundreds of times before he can reach a magic value of 0.01.
Lu Ze continued to follow Liu Mo's account for a long time before he concluded that this person was indeed a Zhengwu monk.
"But...it's still too abnormal."
Lu Ze rubbed his temples.
Liu Mo is hiding his incompetence.
This was something he discovered during the training match last month.
At first he thought it was a means for the outer disciples to protect themselves;
In the last round of the auditions, he deliberately let Lu Ze win, which made him realize that something was wrong.
Because one of their opponents is a demon cultivator!
Liu Mo deliberately let the water go...
The demon cultivator who fishes in troubled waters...
The masters who keep disappearing...
Lu Ze vaguely felt that there was some connection between these emotions.
There is a high possibility that it is closely related to the devil.
After thinking about it, Lu Ze stood up and left Lingyu Pavilion, and went to the place where the Lingxiao Sect team was training to congratulate everyone.
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Great Zhou Dynasty.
A small border town in the west.
"Are the results out yet? Who's the next opponent?"
The gloomy man half lying on the couch took a bite of the blood-red spiritual fruit and asked casually.
"Guo Tang, it's the Lingxiao Sect team."
The black-clad messenger beside him answered.
"Oh, it really is them."
Guo Tianyin sneered, looking confident of victory.
"A bunch of ignorant fools actually put such a secret treasure in an illusion and fought over it..."
As he spoke, Guo Tianyin licked his lips and his eyes became hot.
The incomplete magic of the ancient powerful!
If you can get a ray of it, you might be able to advance to a higher realm!
He is determined to win this reward!
"Tangfu, these righteous people have some tricks up their sleeves in the illusion. Not long ago, Han Tangfu..."
"Don't compare me to that fool!"
Guo Tianyin's face darkened, and then he looked behind him.
Behind him, there was a huge evil soul magic formation.
In the center of the evil formation, thirty or forty wandering cultivators with white eyes were tied up.
Guo Tianyin's purple lips parted, revealing his black and yellow teeth, and he let out a creepy laugh:
“Hehehe…”
"This secret treasure belongs to me!"
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