There was a sound in the air, and a figure quickly rushed onto the ring.
He was one of the three disciples from Wanfa Hall who participated in the competition.
However, it was not Si Wenkang who had the highest cultivation level as everyone imagined, but Wang Ke who had the weakest cultivation level.
"How could it be him?"
"Isn't his cultivation level first level?"
"With such a cultivation level, where can he find the courage to face Liu Jie, an opponent whose cultivation level is four levels higher than his?"
"Is he just here to make fun of you?"
Seeing the person who was on the stage clearly, everyone around him burst into laughter.
Liu Jie herself couldn't believe her eyes, "Are you sure you want to compete with me?"
"Now that I've come up, this question seems to no longer need to be answered!" Wang Ke spread his hands, not at all nervous as he should be in the face of a disaster.
"Where do you get your confidence?" Liu Jie continued to ask.
"because……"
Wang Ke smiled slyly and immediately looked at the high platform in the middle, "Elders, I admit defeat in this competition!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar!
"What? He just gave up?"
"Everyone is watching, can you stop being such a childish person?"
"He just admitted defeat before he even started to take action. It's so spineless!"
"No wonder he was so confident when he came to power. He never intended to fight Liu Jie from the beginning!"
Everyone was angry and looked at Wang Ke with eyes full of contempt.
But Wang Ke seemed to have learned something about Ye Chen's "true inheritance". Facing the disdainful looks of everyone, he not only showed no shame, but instead walked down the ring while waving to everyone.
"Everyone is praising me, but in fact I am not that wise or powerful!"
"Although I look a little more handsome, you don't need to stare at me like this, right?"
"Oh, being too handsome is also a worry!"
After hearing this, everyone around them had the urge to kill.
Who thinks you are handsome?
Everyone thinks you are not like a man, okay?
Can you have some self-awareness?
However, what makes everyone even more depressed is yet to come...
"It is because I am self-aware that I can make the wisest decision at the most appropriate time!"
Wang Ke continued to speak unashamedly: "After all, facing an opponent whose cultivation is higher than the fourth level of mine, choosing to admit defeat is the only way to escape unscathed. If you continue to show off your strength, you will only lose face!"
These profound words left everyone speechless in an instant.
As for Peng Gao, the instructor of Qingwu Hall on the high platform opposite, the muscles on his old face were twitching slightly.
"Damn, this Ye Chen is so despicable!"
Just like everyone else, he also despised Wang Yan for admitting defeat directly.
But when he thought about it carefully, he realized that he seemed to have been deceived.
According to the rules of the competition, the disciples from both sides participating in the competition only have one chance to play.
This also means that his most proud disciple Liu Jie will not be able to participate in the third competition after winning this match.
Although Wu Dalong, the only disciple on his side who has not yet gone into battle, has reached the fourth level of the master level, the remaining disciples at Wanfa Hall are Si Wenkang, who has the highest cultivation level and has reached the third level of the master level.
If Si Wenkang also possesses a weapon of extremely high quality, it is very likely that he will repeat the mistakes of the first competition. Si Wenkang defeated the strong and defeated his disciple Wu Dalong, and finally won the game with two out of three games.
Field competition.
Just thinking about it made his heart throb and hurt.
"Since Wang Yan, a disciple of Wanfa Hall, has taken the initiative to admit defeat, I now announce that in the second competition, Qingwu Hall disciple Liu Jie will win!"
No matter how unwilling he was, the high-pitched voice of the judging elder still came from the high platform in the middle.
The expressions of everyone in the audience were complicated and difficult to understand.
"This competition is really full of twists and turns!"
"I originally thought that Wanfa Hall would definitely be defeated, but I didn't expect that it would be such a result!"
"Everyone said Ye Chen, the instructor of Wanfa Hall, was a joke. Now it seems that everyone is wrong!"
"Actually, with the growth rate of Fang Ruotong and the others in the past month, even if Wanfa Hall is defeated in the end, it will still be an honor to lose!"
"Yes, their cultivation talents do not even meet the entry-level requirements, but within this month, the improvement speed of their cultivation is at least twice as fast as that of geniuses like Liu Jie, which is enough to show Ye Chen's teaching methods.
How nice!”
"If I had known that Ye Chen was so outstanding in teaching his disciples, I should have become his disciple before!"
"What are you doing? It's me who regrets it the most. When he couldn't recruit any disciples, he pestered me several times, but in the end I rejected him!"
"Me too. In order to deceive me into getting started, he allowed various benefits, but I dismissed it at that time. Thinking about it now, I regret it so much that my intestines are blue!"
Peng Gao was already holding back his anger, but after hearing these words, he was so angry that he almost went crazy.
"Ye Chen, don't be too happy too early. Each of us has won one game now, and there is still the last game!"
Gritting his teeth and muttering to himself, he immediately looked at Wu Dalong with burning eyes, "The next step is up to you!"
"Master, disciples will definitely give their all!" Wu Dalong said sonorously.
"Exerting all your strength is not enough!" Peng Gao shook his head, and then took out a long knife from the space bracelet.
"Master, what are you doing?" Wu Dalong's expression changed slightly.
Other disciples also looked over in surprise.
Because the long knife Peng Gao took out was his most proud weapon, and its quality had reached top grade.
"Just in case, I give this weapon to you as a master. I hope you won't embarrass my master like Ling Que did!"
As he spoke, he held back his bleeding heart and erased the soul mark from the long knife, then handed it to Wu Dalong, "The soul mark has been erased by my master, and this long knife is now ownerless.
, as long as you shed your blood and recognize its owner, this weapon will be yours from now on!"
"Master must not..."
Wu Dalong was shocked by the favor and was about to refuse. Before he finished speaking, Peng Gao forced the elder into his hand, "Remember, it's up to you whether you can stay in the Piaomiao Sect as a teacher and whether you can continue to teach you in the future.
Can you beat Si Wenkang of Wanfa Hall next time?"
It's no wonder that he reluctantly parted ways with her. After all, today's competition was about who would pack up and leave between him and Ye Chen.
Otherwise, no matter how generous he was, he would not be able to give his weapons to a disciple who had just become his disciple.
"Master, don't worry, with your weapons in hand, the disciple will be even more powerful. Even if Si Wenkang has a top-grade weapon, he cannot be my disciple's opponent!"
Kneeling in front of Peng Gao and making a solemn promise, Wu Dalong stood up and stepped onto the ring as if he was walking into a sea of fire.
On the Wanfa Hall side, Ye Chen also waved to Si Wenkang, "Go, I can trust you!"
"Yes, master!"
Si Wenkang responded and also stepped onto the ring.