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Chapter 501 Good luck

Lin Hong walked over and helped the rabbit-toothed man up: "Thank you, I will send the fairy stone over later."

When they stepped off the ring, the Zongmen Grand Competition continued in an orderly manner.

"That kid... who is his apprentice?"

In the spectator seat, the palace lord spoke lightly, scanning the surrounding people.

Chu Yunzi rubbed his brows and remained silent.

It's shameful, it's really embarrassing, with so many masters present, how can they not see that they are playing fake matches?

"Palace Master, that's Vice Palace Master Chu's beloved apprentice. It seems that he not only learned his skills, but also his nature."

Vice Palace Mistress Li spoke with a very respectful attitude.

"No wonder." The palace lord chuckled with great interest.

"Palace Master, don't worry, when I go back, I will definitely punish that kid."

Chu Yunzi immediately stated that if he was severely punished for this kind of thing, it would be so severe that he would lose his status as a direct disciple!
The palace lord's ten fingers were slender and slender, leaning on his chin: "Just teach me a lesson, after all, the special physique has a great effect on the sect."

"Yes……"

Chu Yunzi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the Palace Master is not angry, he can say anything.

"I'm old and I need to find a successor. I've been inspecting you two for a long time, but I haven't put my heart and soul into the sake of the sect." The palace lord spoke again, with a calm tone.

Ridiculous, so ridiculous...

In fact, not only Chu Yunzi and Deputy Palace Mistress Li, but also the rest of the elders were busy running around for their own benefit.

There are even many actions that harm the interests of the sect for their own benefit!

These people can pretend to ignore them, but if they are allowed to be palace masters, they are completely unqualified.

"What the palace lord taught me is that I will seldom go to the sect's treasure house in the future... Don't do anything, I won't go, I won't go again!"

As Chu Yunzi said, seeing the palace lord raised his hand, he quickly changed his words.

"Go there at least three times a month. Do you think the sect's treasure house is your home?" The palace lord put down his hands, but recently he has restrained himself a bit. He doesn't take valuables, and even if he takes them, he will return them in time.

"Palace Master, he was born as a thief after all, so he can't change his habit of stealing."

Vice Palace Mistress Li looked up at Chu Yunzi, his contempt could not be concealed, and he did not intend to conceal it at all.

"You are pure and pure? An old maid who has been single all her life!" Chu Yunzi retorted in a cold voice, annoyed most in his life by others talking about his background.

This is the contradiction between the two of them that can never be resolved, and they don't like each other.

"You stop arguing."

The Palace Master was a little annoyed and stopped them.

Vice Palace Master Li originally wanted to yell, but now he could only swallow his anger, his face turned red from anger.

"Female bachelor." Chu Yunzi sneered, muttering in a low voice, with a beating expression on his face.

"Are you done yet?!"

The palace lord frowned, and accidentally crushed the teacup in his hand.

Chu Yunzi had no choice but to keep silent, and honestly looked at each arena to find out if there were any good disciples who could be accepted as his disciples.

In fact, this is the purpose of the Zongmen Dabi.

Take out some rewards, mobilize the fighting spirit of the disciples in the sect, and show their strongest side. If the elders like it, they will become direct disciples. No matter how bad they are, they will also enter the inner court.

At this time, Lin Hong looked around and found a ring for disciples from the outer court, which was located in a remote place.

It doesn't matter, the important Ling Wu is fighting hard on it.

The palace lord who used to be high above the earth was inconspicuous in the upper realm, like dust.

With a sigh, the last battle on the ring ended.

After this round, there are only twelve direct disciples left.

"Personal disciples who enter the second round, go to the ring to draw lots!"

The Ninth Elder shouted immediately.

"I'll beat you all over the place..." Everyone walked towards the ring, Zeng Zhuang walked past Lin Hong intentionally or unintentionally, and left such a sentence.

"I'll also let you know who the real coward is."

Lin Hong licked his lips, what he said was undisguised, with a smile on his face.

In the spectator seat, the Palace Master asked strangely: "Is there any enmity between them?"

"Back to Palace Master, that Zeng Zhuang mocked my apprentice as a coward a few days ago, so he forged a grudge."

Chu Yunzi rushed to speak in front of Vice Palace Mistress Li, and he didn't say any lies, and he didn't add any embellishments.

"They're all good seedlings, there's no need to be too stiff. After the Zongmen Grand Competition, you all go back and persuade them." The palace master said softly.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Both Chu Yunzi and Deputy Palace Mistress Li responded, and naturally they had to listen to the orders given by the Palace Mistress.

On the ring, the results of the second round of lottery came out.

Different from the previous round, the second round was a group fight, 3 vs 3. Now there are 12 people in total, which can be divided into 4 teams.

The lottery that Lin Hong drew was No. 3, which meant that he was in the No. 3 team.

"Junior Brother, I'll be on your team." Crazy Dao came, holding the No. [-] lottery in his hand.

"Shit luck."

Zeng Zhuang was standing not far away, holding the No. [-] lottery in his hand. Seeing this scene, he muttered in a low voice, hoping that he would not meet them in this round, otherwise he would definitely lose.

"The ones who get the number one and number three stay!" the Ninth Elder said loudly.

Lin Hong stayed on the stage, looked around, and found that Xianghan was walking slowly, and the lottery in her hand was number three.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, it's up to you."

Lin Hong didn't know what to say anymore, he was so lucky that the two masters became teammates.

"Small idea." Crazy Dao let out a breath, the peculiar smell on his body made Xianghan helpless, and faintly wanted to change teams.

"A late-stage false immortal, a middle-stage false immortal..."

Zeng Zhuang in the audience gritted his teeth, but this is good, it will allow him to advance, and step on him in the next round!
"How do you fight this?"

"We surrender, or our lives will be lost..."

"agree!"

The opponents of Lin Hong and others were two middle-stage fake immortals and one half-immortal, and they all smiled wryly at this time.

There is no fight, let alone other people, if you fight with a lunatic alone, you might lose your life. This kind of thing has happened many times.

"It's boring... Can you refuse the opponent's surrender?" Crazy Dao looked at the Ninth Elder with no respect on his face, just like the others.

"Three teams surrender, one team wins!"

The Ninth Elder glared at him, refusing to surrender, let them be killed by you?
In this way, Lin Hong got through the second round in a daze, and entered the semi-finals. The people outside the game who watched the game were already cursing their mothers.

I can do it too!
The first round of counterfeiting, the second round of shit luck, almost did nothing, and went directly to the semi-finals? ?
At the spectator stand, Deputy Palace Master Li asked the Palace Master for instructions: "Why don't you replace some disciples who are relying on luck? There are many foreign sect guests present. If they see them, they will laugh at our Yuehua Immortal Palace. ?”

"Luck is also part of strength."

The palace lord's expression was flat, knowing that he was talking about Lin Hong.

Chu Yunzi smiled lightly: "What the palace master said is simply too reasonable, unlike some bachelors who only live in the eyes of others."

(End of this chapter)