"The final round of the big exam has officially begun!"

"All the disciples who are participating in the competition, come to the stage and draw lots. The opponent with the same number will be the opponent in the first game, and the order of the competition will be determined according to the number on the bamboo stick."

"Alright, everyone... come on stage!"

"Wait!" There was a commotion in the crowd. Seeing that the drawing of lots was about to begin, one person quickly raised his hand and asked, "What if those of us in the Qi Refining Stage meet those in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Wouldn't that be an overwhelming victory for the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"Yes! Isn't this the elimination of our Qi Refining Stage?"

"This competition is not even worth competing for. We in the Qi Refining Stage will never be able to defeat those in the Foundation Establishment Stage."

...

The situation became increasingly uncontrollable. Mu Lingfeng walked onto the stage and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet!"

"This competition is indeed a little unfair to the monks with lower cultivation, but...this is the rule!"

"But don't worry, there will be no punishment for losing this time. There will only be a treasure and a great opportunity."

"If you don't want to try, it's okay if you don't participate in this competition."

"Can we not participate?" Everyone was delighted when they heard this. It was great to not participate! Wouldn't the competition be over? They no longer had to worry about being eliminated. "Great! Let's go now!"

Seeing a group of people about to leave in a mighty manner, Mu Lingfeng hurriedly said, "If we can win this competition, the winner will get a rare treasure, and the top three will also get treasures."

"But the most important thing is that the inner disciple who ranks first will have the opportunity to choose any of our elders as his personal disciple."

"How about it? Do you still want to leave?"

"Personal...personal disciple?" When they heard that there was a chance to become a personal disciple, the group of people who wanted to leave suddenly became hesitant. This was a chance to become a personal disciple, which was hard to come by!

Although it is very difficult to defeat those guys in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but...what if I'm just lucky?

With such a great temptation, most people want to leave but also want to stay.

A quarter of an hour passed and no one left.

"Oh no! Where's Brother Seven?" Li Guang failed to catch up with Chen Diji, so he had to go to the final exam site first. He stretched his neck and looked around, but couldn't see Chen Diji. "Brother Seven, didn't you go to the wrong place?"

"No! I have to contact Seventh Senior Brother!" Li Guang looked anxious. The competition was about to begin. What would they do if they missed it and the first place in the competition was taken away by an inner disciple?

but...

Although he was anxious, he had no way to contact Chen Diji.

Only Jianfeng's direct disciples have the contact token, and their inner sect only has the inner sect's contact token. In other words, if he didn't find Chen Diji, he would have no way to contact Chen Diji at all.

"Oh no! What should I do! I...I actually lost my Seventh Brother!" Li Guang was extremely upset. You know, this year he was the one who was going to guide these new disciples. If things went wrong, he would definitely be blamed by his superiors.

Zhiyan stood beside Li Guang and comforted him, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Li. Let's go find Senior Brother Four and the others first. They must have a way to contact Senior Brother Seven and Senior Brother Eight."

"Who are you contacting?" Just then, a childish voice came from not far away. "Who are you looking for? Are you looking for me and my eighth junior brother?"

When Li Guang heard this, he looked up suddenly and saw Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen standing not far away from them.

It’s just that they were standing in a rather remote position, so he didn’t notice Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen just now.

"Seventh Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Brother?" Li Guang rushed over immediately. He walked in front of Chen Diji and breathed a sigh of relief. "Great, you didn't go to the wrong place. I just thought... I thought you went to the wrong place and would miss the exam!"

"What should we do?" Chen Diji said, "It's obvious where the exam will be held. It's right here in Yumen Mountain. Right, Eighth Senior Brother?"

"Yeah!" Zhu Wuhen echoed absentmindedly, "It starts from where it ends, and... this is the only place that is most suitable for the final match."

Li Guang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed...I was really worrying too much.

"It's great that you two didn't miss it. If you did, we would be blamed."

"Since you two are here, you can draw lots when the time comes. Junior Sister Zhi and I will go to the battle viewing area and wait."

After saying this, he raised his hand, bowed, and flew away with the cigarette.

"What do you think?" After Li Guang and Zhiyan left, Zhu Wuhen and Chen Diji discussed the competition system, "Are you confident about this game?"

Zhu Wuhen glanced at Chen Diji. Although Chen Diji was just taller than his knees, after spending half a year with him, and especially after he saw with his own eyes that Chen Diji absorbed an enormous amount of spiritual energy in just three days, he realized that Chen Diji was not just generally strong. He might be...extremely strong!

He began to doubt whether Chen Diji was really only three years old as he looked, but no matter what Chen Diji's age was, he was willing to follow him for life.

In his heart, the three-year-old Chen Diji seemed...to be on par with gods.

"What do you mean by that?" Chen Diji spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells and said, "It is definitely impossible for a kid like me to get first place, but maybe I can stop those inner disciples from getting first place."

When Zhu Wuhen heard this, he realized that this was a plan for him!

After all, as long as an inner disciple takes first place, his position may be replaced at any time.

Of course, Chen Diji's position is also quite dangerous, but his previous performance was too shocking, and he won the first place in the formation competition, so the possibility of someone replacing him is not very high.

"What about you, Eighth Junior Brother?" Seeing that Zhu Wuhen did not respond for a long time, Chen Diji asked, "Can you take the first place?"

Zhu Wuhen shook his head. His spiritual roots had just recovered and he was only at the third level of Qi Refining. He certainly couldn't take the first place.

"I just hope I don't lose too badly!"

"Don't say discouraging words." Chen Diji clapped his hands, hitting Zhu Wuhen's calves. He tilted his head and tried to look Zhu Wuhen in the eye. "Don't forget, the brothers are all number one. If we don't take the first place, we will definitely be laughed at."

"I don't have any spiritual roots, and can only rely on the treasures given by my master to barely use my spiritual power. But you have spiritual roots, and they have been restored. If you don't work harder, won't our Jianfeng become a laughing stock?"

"Eighth Junior Brother, this time...we can only rely on you." Chen Diji lied with his eyes open. He seemed to have forgotten that Zhu Wuhen was present when he absorbed the huge amount of spiritual energy a few days ago.

Zhu Wuhen didn't know what Chen Diji was planning, so he could only follow Chen Diji's words, "Alas... Junior Brother... I can only try my best."

"Brother, rest assured, I will never let Jianfeng become a laughing stock!"

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