At this time, Feng Hao felt that Du Zong might not be a mere disciple of the Yuhua Shen Sect.
If he was really a disciple of the Yuhua Shen Sect, then it would be impossible for those two Tianxuan Divine Pills to bribe him.
According to the rules of the Supervisor, if there is such a bribery relationship, if it is reported, not only will the status of the Supervisor be taken away...
He would even be disqualified from the competition.
But... Feng Hao was just guessing.
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Early the next morning, Feng Hao woke up from his cultivation state and continued today's monitoring mission.
Ye Lan, who put on the immortal robe of the supervisor of the Ascension Divine Sect, felt that the greatest benefit Taiqing Immortal Sect brought to him was that he would not have to worry about not having enough immortal energy to replenish it.
If possible, he felt that he could stay here until the day he regained his peak cultivation level.
But the reality is cruel.
He has to supervise the Taiqing Immortal Sect disciples' competition every day.
When Feng Hao came to the competition arena this time, he found that the drunken elders from yesterday also appeared one by one.
They sat on high seats, each one calm and calm, looking indifferently at the competition arena between the middle god and the upper god below.
From time to time he stroked his beard lightly, and when he saw his descendants, there was a look of encouragement in his eyes.
"Elders, did you have a good rest yesterday?"
Feng Hao sat down at the seat of Ling Luo Sect Master and looked at the elders beside him with a smile.
Because the elders' seats were in a semicircular shape, and Sect Master Lingluo and Ye Lan sat in the middle, Feng Hao only needed to turn his head slightly to see all the other elders.
The faces of the elders who were caught by Feng Hao's gaze became a little unnatural...
"This... is good!"
"Haha, I went to visit an old friend yesterday!"
"Retreat, retreat!"
"..."
Several elders laughed dryly. It was hard to talk about such a low status. You can't say that they were drunk and unconscious, right?
But at this moment, Ling Luo Sect Master said: "You elders must obey your old age. After today's competition, our sect has prepared a table of delicious food..."
"Fairy flavor?"
When all the elders heard the fairy smell, their eyes widened.
But Feng Hao didn't know what this fairy smell was, so he turned his head and looked at Sect Leader Ling Luo and said, "Sect Master, this fairy smell means..."
"The game in the Mysterious Immortal Realm are all wild immortal birds and animals, and they taste extremely delicious..." Ling Luo Sect Leader said.
Feng Hao: "..."
How do you feel that the leader of the Taiqing Immortal Sect is given to these elders, all of them are foodies?
However, Ye Lan was also a little interested at this time.
He has eaten a lot of delicacies on Earth, and feels that ordinary people have nothing to do all day, but they are rare talents in tinkering with these delicacies.
Until now...he hasn't eaten all those special foods.
Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw Ling Luo drooling.
Then Du Zong, the chief elder of the outer sect, signaled the start of the competition. The middle-ranked disciples and the upper-ranked disciples who had drawn the same lot entered the arena at this time.
For a moment, the battle was exciting.
It attracted cheers from countless disciples.
The elders stroked their beards and chuckled, watching their juniors win, it felt like they had won the game themselves.
I feel indescribably happy!
"Mr. Li, is my grandson okay?"
"Mr. Sun, is my little boy okay?"
The elders brag to each other about their descendants, and of course they praise each other shamelessly.
Feng Hao was particularly embarrassed when he listened on the sidelines.
The strength of those high-ranking gods is indeed very strong, but the battles of the disciples of the middle-ranking gods are simply like children playing house in Feng Hao's opinion.
He can do it with one hand.
So it has no reference value or significance.
"Elder, is that your grandson?"
Feng Hao pointed at a middle-level god disciple in the competition, who had the upper hand, with all kinds of graceful postures and ethereal immortality...
The elder, who was stared at by Feng Hao, stroked his beard and smiled: "That's right, I wonder what the inspector thinks?"
Feng Hao nodded and said: "It's a very good performance!"
"???"
The elder frowned and said, "What does Inspector Feng mean by this?"
Feng Hao said seriously: "Obviously your grandson's opponent is cooperating with his performance. In this case... I can only judge that he failed!"
Whoosh!
After the elder heard what Feng Hao said, he stood up from his seat, stared at Feng Hao and said, "Inspector Feng has to be responsible for what he says."
At this time, Ling Luo Sect Master did not stand up and scold the elder for his disrespect.
Because this is his arrangement.
Feng Hao knew how powerful these old foxes of the Taiqing Immortal Sect were, so he basically dealt with them impartially and would never do it because those disciples were the grandsons of an elder of the Taiqing Immortal Sect.
After everyone has eaten and drank together, they will protect each other.
This is absolutely impossible.
Feng Hao glanced at the elder, then looked at the two disciples who stopped competing in the middle god arena, and said: "Why should you give up this opportunity? If you don't fight for it, maybe you will be the emperor!"
Feng Hao said this to the middle-level god disciple who had poor acting skills.
The disciple's face turned red and he said: "That one is too illusory, it might as well be the magic pill that is more useful!"
"???"
The grandson of the elder opposite the disciple almost had his eyes bulging out of his head at that time. He stared at the disciple opposite and said, "What are you doing? What nonsense are you talking about?"
The disciple looked at the elder's grandson and said, "Yes, I just kept letting you go because I accepted the benefits..."
"you!"
The grandson of the elder was shocked at that time. He turned to look at Feng Hao and said: "Master Supervisor, I didn't bribe him, I didn't lose..."
Feng Hao thought for a while and said: "As long as you can prove that you were not the one who paid the bribe, you can have the chance to compete again!"
In Feng Hao's opinion, if the elder's grandson did not personally pay the bribe, then he cannot be judged to have lost directly.
Because...if other disciples are acting deliberately, and he doesn't ask clearly, he will directly judge the one who is acting to advance.
Then this is unfair.
Although Feng Hao had just seen that the elder's grandson's opponent clearly had the ability to win, he was still acting out.
Only then did he think that the elder's grandson must have given his opponent a benefit.
After all...the list for the lottery was drawn yesterday.
There is still room for cheating here.
Feng Hao felt that after settling the matter of the elder's grandson, he would need to let those disciples who did not have a big competition draw lots again.
To prevent cheating.
At this time, the elder's grandson was thinking about how he could produce evidence to prove that it was not him who paid the bribe...
The sect leader Ling Luo chuckled at this time and said: "As expected of the supervisor of the Yuhua Shen Sect, that's right... That disciple was asked by our sect to do this on purpose! This sect wants to see if the supervisor Feng has a pair of eyes that are good at discovery...
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Sect Leader Ling Luo paused, and then continued: "Obviously, Supervisor Feng has this ability, so you have the final say on how to judge, Supervisor Feng!"