The final award ceremony of the Tianjiao Competition has a set of very strict procedures and is a solemn and sacred event.
The entire process will also be broadcast live to the whole city in real time through the Xuanjing big screen.
The first item of the meeting is to sacrifice the Lord of the Sword and pray to the gods.
The person who presided over the ceremony was naturally Chief Priest Qin, the highest priest of Yunmeng City Temple.
This peerless beauty, who has always been called the most holy woman in Yunmeng City, sang a cappella in front of the statue of the god. Her singing voice was melodious, like the sound of nature. The sword wings behind her back slowly opened, and the surging divine power emitted a bright light.
, the whole body is filled with a milky white divine aura.
Everyone present felt a solemn, sacred and inviolable power, which deeply shocked their hearts.
Even a big man like Tan Gujin did not dare to show any slightness at this time. He stood up and bowed his head in a dignified manner.
Lin Beichen followed the example of others and showed respect for the gods.
He had a very strange feeling.
It seemed that there was a vague and strange scene in the dark, revealing to her that as Chief Priest Qin sang, there was an indescribable and strange thing in the body of everyone in the square, which could barely be regarded as someone.
Plant energy, pull it out, and gather it towards Chief Priest Qin.
And the owner of this energy is completely unaware of this.
Is this what faith is?
Lin Beichen thought of it as if he was blessed.
Is belief a very important thing for gods?
Lin Beichen was thinking wildly.
He has no interest in this process. He just wants to end it quickly, get bonuses and rewards, and kill Cao Potian by the way...
Huh?
Speaking of Cao Potian, this guy hasn’t appeared until today?
Has it already died?
Lin Beichen thought maliciously.
If that's really the case, that would be a shame.
I always feel bad that I can't kill this bastard with my own hands.
I wonder if the Education Department would agree to it, and would Bai Haiqin go crazy?
And just when Lin Beichen was thinking wildly, a drop of cold sweat slipped gently from the forehead of Chief Priest Qin.
"Why is this happening?"
This stunning female officiant stirred up a storm in her heart.
Since the fifteenth day ago, when she prayed, she had been unable to sense the response from the Lord of the Sword. Although things like the sense of being cut off happened from time to time, it only lasted for a day or two at most.
For example, this time it lasted for fifteen days, which was definitely the first time.
What does it mean to lose divine induction?
Or the gods have abandoned their faith.
Or the god you believe in has fallen.
For any orthodox mortal temple, the death of the god it believes in is a disaster.
Chief Priest Qin was originally planning to take advantage of this Prodigy Championship Award Ceremony to gather the power of faith of all the believers present and forcibly convey their faith to the Lord of Swords in the God Realm, hoping to get a response.
This huge collection of faith power can break through the boundaries of time and space to the greatest extent and sense the thoughts of the Lord of the Sword.
But the result made Chief Priest Qin feel cold.
Because there is no feedback.
The feeling returned by the power of faith is like entering a cold and withered world of death, with no way to have even the slightest connection with the Lord of the Sword.
Could it be...
That bad guess instantly amplified countless times in her mind.
Did God really die?
In that case, the entire Beihai Empire will face catastrophe.
A country without the protection of gods in the divine world will never be able to gain a foothold in the host Zhenzhou.
While her thoughts were confused, the carols she sang were a little out of tune.
Some people in the crowd keenly caught this strangeness.
But fortunately, Chief Priest Qin adjusted very quickly and found the tune again.
Everything after that went smoothly.
The torch in front of the statue of Lord of Swords is lit.
The blazing fire illuminated everyone's face.
City Lord Ling Junxuan came to the high award podium.
After some speeches, members of the five championship teams Lin Beichen, Mi Ruyan, Han Fuhua, Yue Hongxiang and Bai Yiyun came to the high platform. Amid thunderous applause from around them, they took over the championship symbol from Ling Junxuan. trophy.
Lin Beichen won the supreme championship medal in the Tianjiao Competition.
The other four people received the genius medals of the winning team in the team flag-capture station.
The crowd cheered.
Under the leadership of the students and teachers of the Third College, countless people began to chant Lin Beichen's name.
How does it feel to have tens of thousands of people chanting your name at the same time?
Lin Beichen feels that he can now go to Zhihu and write a 60,000-word paper based on this proposition.
And when Tan Gujin saw Lin Beichen taking the medal from Ling Junxuan, a long-awaited smile finally appeared on his face.
Next, the top ten geniuses on the overall list came on stage to receive their tokens.
Su Xiaoyan, Zhou Keer, Xiao Binggan and others took the stage one after another.
Ye Weiyang and Cao Potian were nowhere to be seen.
Ling Junxuan did not explain anything to everyone, but directly began to award awards.
At this time, Lin Beichen finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Wait a minute."
He interrupted the award ceremony and said loudly: "Lord City Lord, why don't you see Cao Potian from the Sixth College come to receive the award?"
Ling Junxuan frowned slightly and said: "He has not recovered yet and cannot attend. Prizes, bonuses and other rewards will be distributed by dedicated personnel..."
Lin Beichen shook his head: "City Lord Ling should know that I have a life-and-death bet with Cao Potian. I think today is the best time for him to fulfill his bet. Being injured is not an excuse. I'm afraid he has taken the opportunity to escape." .”
At this time, a sneer came.
But she saw Bai Haiqin walking out of the crowd, slowly coming to the podium, looking up at Lin Beichen, with an undisguised light of sinister jealousy in her eyes, gritting her teeth and saying in a deep voice: "Lin Beichen, you are so cruel. , are just the impulsive words of a young man, do you really want to kill everyone?"
"Angry words?"
Lin Beichen was really angry and laughed: "Are you pretending to be Lao Ganma in your mind, and you actually took the bet between the Seventh Prince and Director Fang as a witness to be an angry talk?"
I had known for a long time that Bai Haiqin might deny it.
But I didn't expect that he would be so shameless. Saying such shameless words in public really broke through the bottom line of Lin Beichen's imagination.
Bai Haiqin sneered and said nothing.
Lin Beichen said again: "If I am the one who loses, will you, master and disciple, spare my life?"
Bai Haiqin still sneered.
"So stop talking nonsense, bring your apprentice up quickly, and fulfill your promise."
Lin Beichen was too lazy to waste any more words.
Bai Haiqin let out a long sigh and said in a hateful voice: "Lin Beichen, you are indeed a demon. You are so cruel and ruthless. Even if you know that my disciple has narrowly escaped death, you still persecute him so aggressively. Well, I will do as you wish today... …Come here, please lift Potian up.”
The crowd separates.
Just then, four warriors in black uniforms came in carrying a stretcher.
Lying on the stretcher was a figure that smelt fishy and was swollen to the point of being erratic.
From the golden hair on his head, he could vaguely tell that it was Cao Potian.
At this time, Cao Potian was really miserable. Even if he was covered with bandages, it was not worth the light brown blood that came out. His skin was ulcerated, like a beast that had just been fished out of a corrosive liquid.
A pitiful wail came out of his throat, making those who heard him tremble and those who saw him horrified.
"I brought the people."
Bai Haiqin said sternly: "Do you see clearly? Isn't it miserable?"
Lin Beichen sneered without any fluctuation in his heart: "It's none of my business whether it's miserable or not."
Bai Haiqin sneered and said: "Of course it's none of your business... With so many people here today, everyone can open their eyes carefully. Can my disciple be injured like this? He was clearly injured by an evil spirit. The devil's energy
Invading the body and devouring flesh and blood is what happens..."
Everyone in the square changed their colors when they saw this.
Cao Potian's appearance was really miserable.
No longer in human form.
Bai Haiqin flashed and came to the award podium in an instant. With eyes like daggers, she stared at Lin Beichen and asked sternly: "My surname is Lin, I just want to ask you today, my disciple was hurt by you."
Why did demonic energy appear in his body after that? What exactly did you do to him?"
Lin Beichen frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"