Seeing that Song Xinghe, his most promising disciple, was eliminated from the competition, Yu Chuan jumped up from his seat in excitement.
He didn't expect that the Golden Cone of Vitality used by Lu Sheng would be so despicable, and would actually strike from behind his apprentice!
"Ahem, Dean Yu, don't be so excited. The golden cone in the seventh round is extremely weird. I don't think that kid Su Xing can survive this round. At most, the three of them have the same ranking."
At this time, Liu Su, who had been calm for a while, opened her mouth to comfort Yu Chuan.
After a period of thinking, Liu Su's mood had eased, because he remembered that the three of them had made a bet to see whose disciple could win the top spot.
And if no one can survive the seventh round of the Golden Cone, it won't matter whether they are eliminated sooner or later. Since everyone loses here, they all have the same ranking.
In this case, the bet will become invalid.
"Hmm... um, Dean Liu said yes, but we haven't decided yet." Yu Chuan blushed, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said hesitantly.
Now, the biggest wish of him and Liu Su has changed from expecting their disciple to win the first place to hoping that Su Xing will be hit by the golden cone in this round.
Although Jiang Lingyan, who was sitting next to the two of them, had not spoken a word, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
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Su Xing stood within the restricted area of the stone bricks, and the sky was full of golden cones falling continuously. He relied on his spiritual sense to detect the gray lines emerging on the golden cones, and dodged most of the golden cones in advance.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a golden awl appeared directly behind his neck and struck Su Xing from behind.
Seeing this scene, the disciples and elders of Yuyang Taoist Temple felt their hearts tightening. Even Jiang Lingyan on the high platform unconsciously tightened her grip on the seat handle.
Su Xing, who had been concentrating on avoiding the golden cone, probably didn't know it, but they, the audience, knew very well that Song Xinghe was eliminated because he was attacked by this strange golden cone!
"After some of the golden cones of the seventh round hit the ground, they will not turn into energy and dissipate. Instead, they will retain their state, bounce off the ground, and fly towards the person's back."
Baili Yangqiu had already sat back on the preparation table of Xuanguang Taoist Academy. After taking a pill, his pale face improved a little, so he explained to the junior brothers and sisters around him.
Like Song Xinghe, he was integrated with Lu Sheng's vitality. It was precisely because he did not expect this that he was unfortunately hit by the golden cone and was eliminated.
After listening to Baili Yangqiu's words, the junior brothers and sisters on the side sighed, and some even whispered, "Elder Lu is too despicable, senior Baili should not be eliminated."
Hearing this, Baili Yangqiu turned his head and looked at the disciple, and said seriously: "My failure has nothing to do with Elder Lu. If I am to blame, I can only blame me for not thinking enough."
The disciple in purple looked timidly at Baili Yangqiu, said "yes", then lowered his head and stopped talking.
On the other side, looking in the direction of Shenji Taoist Temple, many disciples were shouting and cursing openly, saying that the Golden Cone must have been tampered with, otherwise why could it bounce back and continue attacking after falling to the ground?
Song Xinghe had no intention of responding to the questions raised by his junior brothers. He knew that these people were also doing it for his own good. He sat depressed on the preparation table, keeping his head down and saying nothing.
If Su Xing also fell in this round, then he would not be considered defeated by the opponent. Thinking of this, his depressed mood eased.
Suddenly, a burst of exclamations erupted from the audience. Song Xinghe was slightly startled. He quickly raised his head to look at the ring and found that a golden cone bounced up after landing and flew towards the back of Su Xing's neck.
A secret joy flashed through his heart, knowing that he was eliminated just because he didn't notice the rebounding golden cone.
And looking at Su Xing's careful dodging of the golden awl in front of him... he probably didn't notice the golden awl either!
Su Xing, who was moving back and forth on the four stone bricks, had a very serious look on his face, his dark eyes turning rapidly in his eye sockets, looking at every golden awl that flew towards him.
The spiritual consciousness that spread out covered the area of four stone bricks, assisting him in his investigation.
Just when Su Xing was about to take a step to avoid a golden awl flying in front of him, his spiritual consciousness suddenly tightened and he sketched the scene behind him in his mind.
An extremely clear picture immediately appeared in his mind. He clearly saw that behind him, there was a sharp golden cone bouncing off the ground and flying straight towards the back of his head!
"Um?"
Sensing the threat coming from behind, Su Xing snorted coldly, gave up the idea of moving to dodge the golden cone in front of him, and quickly bent down.
"bite!"
The moment he bent down, a very clear sound immediately reached his ears. It was the sound of two golden cones in front of him and behind him colliding in the air.
"What?!"
Seeing Su Xing leaning down to dodge the golden cone behind him as if he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head, everyone who was already gloating about his misfortune suddenly froze on the spot.
"He...how did he notice it?"
Seeing that Su Xingji was dodging the biggest threat, Yu Chuan, who was standing, slumped down on the stone chair, his eyes were blank and he didn't know where he was looking.
As the rebounding golden cones were dodged by Su Xing, the number of golden cones flying in the sky gradually became scarcer. He kept on dodging. In the end, there was no more golden cones above his head.
"The seventh round... is over."
Hearing Lu Sheng's hoarse voice, Song Xinghe opened his mouth, but failed to say a word.
Everything can only be described as incredible.
The person who finally stood on the field was not Song Xinghe or Baili Yangqiu, but a disciple who had just started for one year.
Hearing Lu Sheng's announcement that the seventh round was over, Su Xing breathed a sigh of relief and took time to look around. He was surprised to find that Song Xinghe and Baili Yangqiu had left the ring at some point.
"That is to say..."
He looked up in surprise and found that the golden mist that had been shrouding his head had dissipated, and the inner sect elder Lu Sheng had arrived at his side without knowing it.
"Your opponents have all been eliminated. Su Xing from Yuyang Taoist Academy, your assessment has ended. Congratulations, you are the first place in this round."
Hearing the praise, Su Xing couldn't help but feel happy. Amidst the cheers of the disciples of Yuyang Taoist Academy, he left the ring and returned to the preparation table.
At this time, Lu Sheng turned around and faced the disciples from all sides and said loudly: "This is the end of the three rounds of assessments for the primary election. The overall ranking of the primary election will be announced in a quarter of an hour. The top twenty-five disciples in the primary election will be announced.
, will enter the final selection tomorrow.
The top twenty-five disciples should have a good rest. Tomorrow, the three main leaders of the inner sect will send some elders out to watch your performance in actual combat and mental state, and finally select ten among the twenty-five to enter the inner sect.
"
Lu Sheng's words fell on the ears of each participating disciple. When they heard that many inner sect elders were also coming out to watch the battle, the gloom in their hearts immediately dissipated and turned into full of expectations.
At the preparation table of Shenji Taoist Academy, Song Xinghe stared at Su Xing's figure and secretly clenched his fists.
Although he failed in the reaction test, he did not lose in the primary election. His and Su Xing's rankings should be exactly the same.
For him, the real winner will be decided in the final election tomorrow. At that time, he will tell them who is the outer mountain of Wanjian Sect in front of all the disciples of the Three Avenues and the elders of the three main peaks who came to watch the battle.
The most powerful one!
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Although the mood of the participating disciples changed from depression to joy, on the high platform, the two deans of Shenji Taoist Academy and Xuanguang Taoist Academy looked a little embarrassed.
"Ahem," Yu Chuan looked sideways at Liu Su, who was also in embarrassment, "Such a result... is indeed a bit beyond my expectation."
"Hmm... I didn't expect Dean Jiang's disciples to perform so well. The two of us are really poor-sighted and blind!"
"Dean Liu is right. Seeing Su Xing's performance really makes us feel ashamed. Dean Jiang, I hope your Taoist school can continue to maintain its excellent results in tomorrow's final election!"
After saying that, Yu Chuan winked at Liu Su, Liu Su immediately understood, and the two immediately stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, a cold word came from behind the two of them, and they heard a chill behind them and their footsteps stopped.
"Dean Yu, Dean Liu, before you leave, please leave behind your low-level Xuan-level martial arts and top-grade elixirs."
"Well……"
Yu Chuan and Yu Chuan looked at each other and their hearts sank.