The Wan Daosheng disciples in the resting area opened their eyes wide, their faces full of astonishment.

Even the people who were quietly paying attention to the No. 3 competition stage from a distance were caught off guard by this result. They couldn't believe what they heard.

"In this battle, Moromon Su Fuyun will win!" Elder Luo's voice was so loud that every word was transmitted clearly to the ears of everyone present.

Dong Fuzhu thought she had heard wrong, so she asked again: "Did the elder make a mistake? My senior sister should have won this battle!"

In her opinion, anyone present with good eyesight should be able to tell who wins and who loses.

Even if the clinker was exposed by her, Elder Luo had no intention of changing his story.

"I am a great monk who transforms gods, am I not as sharp as you, a junior of Jindan? This battle is won by Mora Sect." As if he was worried about insufficient evidence, he waved his long sleeves and showed the phonograph stone in his hand.

This is to ensure the fairness of the competition, so Cangyu Sect specially arranged it. Each competition platform is equipped with one, and it is not something that Elder Luo can manipulate.

The sound stone was immediately activated, and the previous scene of Sang Ying and the two fighting instantly appeared in front of everyone.

An extremely clear picture was projected, with the blue and white figure repeating the previous actions, allowing everyone to see clearly the scene after the competition platform was destroyed.

Su Fuyun's cultivation was insufficient and he was severely shaken by the air wave. After the competition platform was damaged, he fell to the ground.

At this moment, Elder Luo moved the shadow stone back to include Sang Ying's figure.

This time, everyone present could clearly see that after the platform shattered, a figure landed before Su Fuyun.

Skipping the blue dress and moving their eyes upward, Sang Ying's face that smelled like gunpowder smoke burst into their eyes.

"So that's it. Fellow Taoist Sang fell out of the competition platform first." Some people who watched this projection shouted.

Someone felt aggrieved for Sang Ying: "Actually, Fellow Daoist Sang was still within the scope of the competition platform, but she damaged the competition platform too much, which harmed herself."

Some people felt sorry for Su Fuyun: "So Fellow Daoist Su has won. Even though she couldn't beat Fellow Daoist Sang, she didn't break the rules!"

After all, it was Sang Ying who fell to the ground first and Su Fuyun was knocked down.

In the eyes of other people with no interests, although Sang Ying's luck is indeed bad, she has indeed lost.

In the midst of everyone's busy discussion, Elder Luo's eyes were filled with pride, and he even had time to cast a pity look at Elder Wan Dao in the distance.

He knew that the other party was staring at him closely at this moment, but this time he didn't move any hands or feet. If they wanted to blame him, they could only blame his disciple for his bad luck.

Sang Ying, who had been pitied by Elder Luo for her bad luck, did not move from beginning to end. She just listened to everyone's conversation quietly, as if she was not the only one caught in the center of the discussion.

Su Fuyun on the side struggled to get up. The defensive weapon she was carrying had been damaged, and her whole body was aching.

In the past, Su Fuyun would have left here long ago and went back to rest and recuperate.

But at this moment, she no longer cared about the pain, she just wanted to mock the person who was always weighing on her.

She has been waiting for this day for too many years.

This seemed to be the first time that she had completely defeated this person in front of everyone. At this moment, Su Fuyun felt the pleasure and joy that she had not seen for a long time.

"It's really pitiful, junior sister. Although you are so powerful, you still lost to me in the end." As if she couldn't suppress her joy, a hint of madness flashed in her eyes.

Sang Ying looked at her like this, but she didn't look angry at all: "Do you really think you won?"

The smile on Su Fuyun's face suddenly disappeared: "What do you mean, junior sister, I know you have a grudge in your heart after losing the competition, but this was judged by the elder of Cangyu Sect personally. If you are not convinced, you can argue with this elder.

ah."

Her voice was loud and immediately attracted Elder Luo's attention.

The other party's face, which had just been smiling, suddenly became frosty: "Wan Daosheng Sang Ying, are you questioning me?"

Sang Ying raised her eyes slightly and met the old man's face: "Disciple doesn't dare. It's just that I don't agree with the elder's judgment."

"Ha!" Elder Luo laughed angrily, "Why don't you dare? If you think I'm wrong, then bring out evidence so that others won't hear it and think I'm targeting you Wan Daosheng!"

The "others" he mentioned naturally refer to the two elders. After all, elder Gu had already widened his eyes and looked at him fiercely.

Everyone on the high platform had been attracted by Sang Ying's sword moves before, and this incident also fell into their eyes.

Among them, the leader of the Jimo Sect did not say anything, but the gray-clothed elder sent by the Moromen to protect the new disciples spoke first:

"Fellow Ancient Daoist, although the new chief of your sect is not weak in strength, he seems to have an average temperament."

The skinny elder in gray clothes had a proud expression on his face, completely unaware of the unkind look that the Jimo Sect leader silently cast at him after he said these words.

"It's just a competition. If you lose, you lose. Why do the disciples of your sect still look like they can't afford to lose?" Elder Moromen said with a smile, making the ancient elder beside him very angry.

Elder Gu originally wanted to show off his rhetoric with him, but after Jiulian gave him a look, he fell silent instantly.

That's right, my master is not in a hurry, so what is he, a master, doing with all his leisure?

The comforted Elder Gu sat on the chair, changed his previous impatience, and actually frightened the Elder Moromon.

The storm in the stands is turbulent, but the people below are not aware of it.

They only had eyes for the cold-looking female nun in blue.

"Wan Daosheng Sang Ying, don't waste everyone's time. If I can produce evidence, I will change my judgment. If not, please get out of the way quickly. Don't miss the next group's competition!" See Sang Ying.

Without saying anything, Elder Luo spoke a few words of encouragement.

Su Fuyun, who got the advantage, even smiled and said: "Yes, Sang Ying, I know you feel resentful when you lose the competition, but if you lose, you lose. Even if you mess around, you can't change the fact!"

"That's a good saying. If you lose, you lose." Sang Ying looked at Su Fuyun, and her beautiful eyes gradually took on some other colors, "So Saint Su, do you recognize this fact?

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Su Fuyun couldn't help laughing: "What do I understand..."

Her voice stopped suddenly because the female swordsman in front of her slowly lifted up her skirt, revealing the stone that belonged to the competition platform she was stepping on.

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Sang Ying stepped off the piece of gravel. The thin stone slab was engraved with the word "dou", which was exactly the stone at the center of the competition platform!

People with extraordinary eyesight discovered that this thin piece of stone did not touch the ground at all. Although it was only a finger away from the ground, it was actually floating in the air!

"This..." Elder Luo was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He looked at Su Fuyun beside him, but saw that the other person's face was even uglier than his own.

"How could it be possible? This is impossible." Su Fuyun bit her lower lip. She clearly felt that the 30% of her luck had been used up. Sang Ying should have lost to her!

Her nails dug into the flesh of her palms, but Su Fuyun felt no pain. She stared at the floating stone, almost biting it into pieces with her silver teeth.

"So, do you understand this fact?" Sang Ying's voice appeared in her ears, "Even if you try to use tricks, you still can't win against me!"


Chapter completed!