There were some true disciples who were thinking and weighing, and after about a few breaths, many more disciples raised a hand.
Ten breaths passed slowly!
"Sixty-three thousand eight hundred votes!"
When the Daoji Sect Master read out Yue Wuji's votes, many true disciples nodded secretly, feeling that Yue Wuji's answer was recognized by many people.
Compared to Wu Wentian, it is undoubtedly much higher.
But even so, Yue Wuji has not really won the final victory in this second pass. After all, there is still... Ye Wuque.
"Okay, the last one..."
"Ye Wuque!"
Finally, Ye Wuque's name slowly rang out from the mouth of the Daoji Sect Master, 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!
"The young master will win! The young master will win! The young master will win..."
Especially the blue peacock, almost roaring in his heart!
Swish, swish, swish...
But in the next moment, the blue peacock's complexion suddenly changed, and his delicate body began to tremble, as if his whole body had been slapped three times by a big mouth!
Because wherever you look, every true disciple that Blue Peacock can see has not raised his hand!
"One hundred and fifty thousand votes!"
Ten breaths later, when the Daoji Sect Master read out the number of votes Ye Wuque had received, the whole world fell silent!
Compared to Yue Wuji’s more than 63,000 votes, Ye Wuque had more than 30,000 votes!
There is no need to say more about such huge advantages!
"Damn it!"
Blue Peacock was so angry that he was dizzy, Dwarf Tiger and Black Blade even closed their red eyes, panting heavily, blushing and having thick necks. The three of them were almost about to explode on the spot at this moment!
On the Xifeng Zen Platform, Yue Wuji had an expressionless face. It seemed that he no longer cared about losing to Ye Wuque in the second level. However, the Wubi around him was moving automatically in the absence of wind, making a hunting sound, and the void around him was everywhere.
Like a gentle wail!
"Then we announce that the final winner of the second level of the three levels of luck...Ye Wuque!"
The faint voice of the Daoji Sect Master resounded, once again igniting the fiery atmosphere between heaven and earth!
On the Dongfeng Zen Platform, Ye Wuque stood tall and calm, his bright eyes flashing with a hint of reminiscence, and many scenes from the past came to mind in his mind.
Half of this answer comes from myself, and the other half comes from the original...the Holy Way of the Heavens!
When they were still in the Canglan Realm, there was a decisive battle between the Saints of the Heavens and the Qingming Palace. The Holy Lord Tianya thought carefully to prevent the defeat of the Saints of the Heavens from leaving any seeds. At that time, Ye Wuque was seriously injured in Nirvana and only after he came out of seclusion.
Knowing everything, he was chosen by the Holy Lord Tianya to be the future protector of the Holy Way of All Heavens!
It can be said that Ye Wuque has personally experienced the life and death of the sect!
Therefore, with this foundation, he can summarize such an answer.
"Wow! You are indeed my idol! Chief Ye is awesome! Luck won two of the three levels in a row!"
"I don't think there is any need to compete anymore. Who else is qualified to be the 'Holy Son of Beidou' besides Chief Ye?"
"That's it! Chief Ye is so handsome! I hate that I'm not a girl, otherwise I would have given birth to a monkey for Chief Ye!"
Many true disciples were cheering for Ye Wuque, their eyes full of enthusiasm. They were about to become Ye Wuque's crazy fans and set up a support club for him!
"You can't say that. Don't forget that the sect master 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.
The level 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 are not really over yet.
"So what? The first two tests have proven that Chief Ye is powerful and unfathomable. It can be said that Yue Wuji was completely defeated! He was pressed hard to the ground and rubbed. Do you see any signs of evenness?"
"I think there won't be any surprises in the third level. Chief Ye will still be the one with the last laugh!"
The true disciple who supported Ye Wuque said with confidence, his eyes wild!
"What do you think this final level will be like?"
A true disciple asked.
"Hey! What's the comparison? Can't you guess? Isn't it obvious?"
Some calm-minded true disciples seemed to have guessed something, and they spoke with a smile, excitement and expectation slowly emerging from their eyes.
"quiet!"
Tianshuzi's voice slowly sounded, echoing throughout the Daoji Square, immediately causing the noisy true disciples to regain silence.
Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the Daoji Sect Master.
Just the last level left.
At this moment, the four people on the Four Great Zen Conferring Stages all 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, luck is illusory, but no creature dares to deny its existence..."
Daoji Sect Master did not directly announce the content of the third level, but spoke like this.
"Any outstanding person's life experiences, encounters, fortunes, and opportunities during this period are enough to make ordinary living beings stunned and even unbelievable!"
"This is...luck!"
"The 'Holy Son of Beidou' is the son of our sect's destiny, so the one who can become the 'Holy Son of Beidou' must be the disciple with the strongest destiny of this generation!"
"All four of you meet this condition, but who has the strongest luck? This requires the most direct and domineering collision between luck!"
Speaking of this, Daoji Sect Master's tone took on a majestic and domineering tone!
"Then what will be the final level of the three levels of destiny? I think many of you have already guessed it..."
As soon as the Daoji Sect Leader said these words, the atmosphere between the whole world instantly became... fiery!!
Wu Wentian's sharp eyes glowed with a burning fighting spirit!
Pang Deyan's face flashed with a ferocious smile, and there was blood running deep in his eyes!
Yue Wuji's face was expressionless, but his whole aura suddenly became like the sea of stars boiling!
But Ye Wuque was the only one who still had a calm expression and a pair of bright eyes with deep eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
As for all the true disciples in Daoji Square, they are all gearing up at this moment, and their faces are red with excitement!
"The last of the three levels of luck is...the winner takes all!"
"The four of you will randomly compete in pairs. The winner will be promoted and the loser will be eliminated. Whoever comes first in the end will have the strongest luck, and whoever is my Beidou Dao Supreme Sect's 'Holy Son of Beidou!'"
The sound shook the heavens, and the Daoji Sect Master revealed the contents of the last level.
"Next, I will randomly select the four of you as your opponents, and these four jade slips will be your opponents."
I saw the Daoji Sect Master flicking his right hand, and the four jade slips from before appeared again, and began to spin rapidly and disorderly in front of the Daoji Sect Master!
Ten breaths later…
Whoosh!
Four jade slips flew straight up, two on each side, arranged side by side!
There is silence between heaven and earth!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the four jade slips, holding their breath in concentration!