"The final visitor is a person from one of the five upper Confucian sects who has the same status as the Buddhist Yingying Temple."
"It's a pity that although the upper five sects are strong, they have met a leader that the Buddhist sect can only meet in a thousand years. Even though they were defeated, it is still an honor!" Sima Changfeng shook his head and said with regret.
His theory opened my eyes, and I thought that he was indeed the master of an academy under the Confucian sect, and his level was really high!
I admire you from the bottom of my heart for being able to talk about failure in such an upright and awe-inspiring manner.
However, I still sincerely appreciate Confucianism’s performance this time.
They did not directly send people from the Confucian sect to participate in the competition because they wanted to regain their so-called face. Instead, they sent people from the upper five sects of the same level to come forward, paying great attention to fairness.
After all, according to Sima Changfeng, anyone sent there can kill King Kong instantly!
Although I know there is moisture in his words and he is more likely to be bragging, this just shows that the Confucian sect is very confident!
Get up wherever you fall, make up for your shortcomings, be able to face your own strengths and weaknesses, and be neither arrogant nor impetuous.
At this moment, I heard cheers coming from the square.
When I looked up, I saw a young disciple walking out of the crowd with a smile on his face.
Just on the steps where Dewey and Han Xiu were standing, a series of shelves appeared at some point, filled with all kinds of fairy treasures, constantly exuding a dense fairy aura.
As soon as these fairy treasures were unveiled, they caused a huge sensation in the entire square.
The new disciples, who were a little tired from the arena competition and a night of activities, suddenly became energetic, and each of them stared at the immortal treasures with burning eyes.
Many of the disciples who had been eliminated early in the arena stage looked at the disciple walking towards the steps with envy, their eyes burning, wishing they could take his place.
But they also know that their strength is insufficient. After all, no matter what the rules of the academy competition are, the ones selected in the end must be the best ones with real hard power and great luck.
Those who can have the last laugh are all extremely powerful!
Well, let me praise myself...
Not long after, I heard that this disciple was ranked sixth. It turned out that the new award-receiving process had just begun!
The timing when Fang Fei shook me awake was indeed a coincidence!
As the nominal examiner for this freshman exam, Dewey is still responsible for distributing prizes.
When he picked up the book of awe-inspiring aura that exuded a strong celestial energy, the atmosphere at the scene finally reached its first peak.
Although the books recording immortal skills do not involve the level of immortal treasures, the awe-inspiring aura in them is obviously much more advanced than the introductory Confucian skills that ordinary disciples are about to learn.
Otherwise, it would not have caused such a big commotion.
At this moment, two new disciples walked out of the crowd and stood side by side in front of Dewey together with the first disciple.
If you look carefully, the three of them are not standing in a straight row, but in a certain order, vaguely corresponding to their respective rankings.
Obviously, they must be the fourth, fifth or sixth place in this competition, and will soon win the third-level prize in the arena competition.
And Ouyang Ye, who I had been missing for a long time, happened to be one of them, standing at the front.
As expected, he did as I expected. Although he failed to get the third place, he still firmly occupied the fourth place.
Ouyang Ye is truly worthy of being able to stand out from so many disciples in the square!
As if he noticed that I was looking at him, Ouyang Ye suddenly turned his head. When his eyes glanced at me, he smiled happily, just like when we first met on the ring.
This man who plays the music of mountains and rivers always looks so elegant, with a transcendent and elegant temperament.
I can feel that he really doesn't care much about the awe-inspiring energy he is about to receive, which is in line with his nature.
But the two people beside him were different. Their eyes followed the movement of the aura of awe in Dewey's hand almost the whole time, and they wanted to snatch it away immediately.
There is no way, although it is not as good as the weapons and armors of the top three, after all, it is also a prize awarded by the Confucian Sect, one of the three immortal sects in the world.
Even if it's just one volume of skills, it's still much better than the Wild Fox Zen that the outside world has figured out on its own!
Even if it is placed among those small sects and sects, even if it is not considered a sect-suppressing technique, it must have a certain status!
Ouyang Ye's eyes didn't stay too long on me. After he smiled, he stayed by my side for a very short moment before returning to Dewey.
However, in just such a moment, I captured it.
Because what he was looking at was Ouyang Hao.
The surname Ouyang is not a popular surname no matter where it is placed, but I happened to meet two of them one after another in such a small place.
Intuition tells me that there must be a story here.
Sure enough, as if he noticed my attention, Ouyang Hao's voice sounded in my ears at the right time.
"That's my grandson, not bad!" he said.
"A song of high mountains and flowing water will be unforgettable in my lifetime!" I nodded.
"If you hadn't suddenly appeared this time, little uncle, he would have made it to the finals..." Ouyang Hao sighed.
"Yes!" I congratulated, but I wasn't very convinced by what he said.
After all, the rules of Qitian Academy's arena competition are really weird. If you fail once, you may miss too much. This is to study your destiny!
Although Ouyang Ye's strength is not bad, it is an illusion after all, and more focus is still on mental attacks.
Don't look at those water droplets, meteorites, etc., they look magnificent and vow to destroy the world, but they are targeting a person's spirit and soul.
It can be said that once someone is injured in the space of high mountains and flowing water where he played, the physical injuries will not be obvious, but the spirit will definitely be severely damaged.
From this perspective, he seems to be somewhat similar to Hun Xiu.
I only realized these after I came out, especially when I reorganized the illusion dragon transformation technique, I realized this very clearly.
Although he is strong, he cannot be called invincible. At least among the people I fought against later, there were some who were able to restrain him very well.
"If he hadn't met that San Wushuang young master, he would have a great chance of winning the championship!" I said seriously.
Soul cultivators are inherently difficult to deal with, and Ouyang Ye, who has attack characteristics similar to those of soul cultivators, is quite powerful.
It can be said that as long as he doesn't encounter someone whose spiritual power is against the heavens, a soul cultivator, an illusionist, etc., his chances of winning are still very high.
It's a pity that there is a San Wushuang in the back. The "Wushuang" she is proud of has the attribute of mental power.
Ouyang Ye's confrontation with her is really a disaster. (To be continued)