Yan Dingzhi, standing to the side, laughed.
A look of envy filled his heart.
Unfortunately, he had long pledged his loyalty. After entering the Inner Sect, a good position awaited him.
Otherwise, he would have wanted to follow Li Yunjing.
Of course, if one day Li Yunjing was promoted to True Disciple, Yan Dingzhi would still consider joining him.
"Hahaha! Brother Yan, are you also preparing to enter the Inner Sect this time?"
Li Yunjing chuckled and inquired.
"Yes! The Outer Sect is nice, but ultimately it is not a place for long-term stay. For the sake of my future, I have to get promoted sooner."
Yan Dingzhi sighed and spoke leisurely.
In order to secure the position of a small group leader on the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, he had paid a considerable price. Losing it was naturally regrettable, but the future was more important.
After all, staying in the Outer Sect indefinitely would waste a person away.
The three chatted for a while, then each closed their eyes to rest.
After a quarter of an hour, the resounding of bells rang out again.
The fourth round of duels had begun!
Soon, Li Yunjing’s Identity Token shook, showing [No.1 Stage, Hu Hua]
"Heh... Looks like I’m the first one to finish the match in the last round!"
After a whole day, Li Yunjing had figured out the arrangement rules.
Essentially, those who finished their matches earlier were assigned to smaller stages.
Hopefully, the next round would still be the No.1 stage!
Li Yunjing and Hu Hua quickly arrived on the stage.
"It’s actually Li Yunjing! Hu Hua!"
As the two appeared, exclamations instantly erupted from some of the stands.
One after another, expressions of shock filled the area, the commotion echoing through the air.
Li Yunjing was the recent dark horse, with formidable combat strength, and was already regarded as one of the favorites to win the championship by many.
Hu Hua was even more remarkable!
He was the runner-up in the previous Outer Sect competition.
Originally, Hu Hua was supposed to be directly promoted to Inner Sect Disciple.
But in the final battle, in an incredibly fierce struggle, he was severely injured at the crucial moment by the champion.
He had been recuperating all year, so his participation in this competition was beyond many people’s expectations.
"They’re actually facing each other!"
"I wonder if Brother Hu’s injuries will affect him."
"Nobody thought Brother Hu, who everyone assumed was crippled, would suddenly become energetic again. How strange!"
"No matter what! Last year’s second place against this year’s hot favorite, it looks like it’s going to be an exciting match!"
"Hehe! Who do you think will win?"
"Place your bets and find out!"
Voices of discussion came from all directions.
Eventually, some people even started placing bets.
Of course, their bets were on a small scale, just between a few acquaintances.
The real big players hadn’t started yet.
However, such a high-profile match made many who planned to set up betting houses feel heartache.
Among them was Fu Chao, who sat in the stands, sighing...
"Li Yunjing! Very well! Let’s begin!"
A cold glint flashed in Hu Hua’s eyes, and without any formalities, a long spear appeared in his hand with a flip of his palm.
The long spear, carved with many inscriptions, exuded a mysterious aura.
As the spear emerged, a murderous aura surged into the sky!
"Does this person hold a grudge against me?"
This thought flashed through Li Yunjing’s mind.
Hu Hua’s figure shot towards him at blazing speed.
The spear aimed for Li Yunjing’s forehead.
Before the spear tip even reached, a spiral force, like a sharp blade, seemed poised to pierce through his mind!
"No matter his background or what misunderstandings we have! Since he’s attacking me, I’ll show no mercy!"
Hu Hua’s killing intent was felt clearly by Li Yunjing, so he decided to fight seriously!
The Soul-Slaying Sword in Li Yunjing’s hand danced through the air, blocking the ubiquitous spear shadows from all sides, leaving no gaps.
Sparks flew everywhere, making for a terrifying scene!
Hu Hua’s long spear was not an ordinary magical artifact; it was a Top Grade weapon.
Even with Li Yunjing’s Soul-Slaying Sword, it seemed to be at a disadvantage against the spear.
The spear exuded a murderous aura, deep-seated hatred with every collision, Li Yunjing could sense Hu Hua’s killing intent penetrating his spirit. What kind of deep resentment was this?
It left Li Yunjing baffled.
"Fu Chao, your lackey Li Yunjing doesn’t seem to be holding up?"
On the podium, Fu Chao initially watched attentively when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him.
He looked up, surprised to see Wei Henian.
"Wei Henian? Here to cause trouble? Let me tell you, Li Yunjing is my friend, not my lackey. Get your facts straight before you talk!"
Facing this rival, Fu Chao showed no fear and reprimanded him directly.
After all, with his uncle protecting him nearby, Wei Henian had no chance to embarrass him!
"Haha! Really? How about a bet?"
Wei Henian smiled lightly, unfazed by Fu Chao’s attitude.
Fu Chao’s expression shifted slightly as he asked, "How do you want to bet?"
"A small wager! Here are 3000 Middle Grade Spirit Stones! I’ll bet on Hu Hua’s victory, do you dare to play?"
Wei Henian smirked, tossing a Storage Bag in his hand.
At these words, the surrounding True Disciples and Stewards were all shocked.
Even some of the big figures on the nine thrones of the podium couldn’t help but turn to look at the corner where the bet was happening.
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