The sloppy Taoist priest usually looks like a fool, but in fact I know him very well. This guy is arrogant and arrogant. He is holding back his energy and must win the title this time.

But the sloppy Taoist priest never expected that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway.

The grandson of the elder of the execution hall, Tatsuta Masato, also wants to participate in this competition. This boy has unique conditions and is known as the most genius among the younger generation of disciples.

The strength shown by this guy made the sloppy Taoist priest lose his confidence, his morale was suddenly lost, and he would definitely be disheartened.

The sloppy Taoist priest went straight to a remote corner, found a place and sat down, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yuankong still stayed in the ring to keep an eye on us. Anyway, it would be the sloppy Taoist priest's turn and it would take a long time, so he was not in a hurry.

I glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, sat down directly next to him, and said comfortingly: "Lao Luo, don't take it to heart. Your master has said that you should treat it with a normal heart. If you can't win first place, let's win second place."

, you see I have been a top student for so many years and my mental quality is still so strong, did I say anything?"

"Xiaojie, you also think I will lose, right?" The sloppy Taoist priest looked at me with a rare seriousness, and even his eyes were a little cold.

"No... I just think it's a little difficult for you to deal with that Chi Lang. After all, he is the grandson of the elder of the execution hall, so the conditions are too good." I smiled sarcastically.

"Xiaojie, to tell you the truth, I came to take the assessment this time because I came first. When my master and I were in the Maoshan Sect, we were always looked down upon. My master went down to the mountain to practice, but he became a useless person the next year.

, was looked down upon by his fellow disciples, and has never recovered since then. I followed my master since I was a child, and suffered a lot. I don’t know how many fellow disciples beat me and scolded me. I am as humble as an ant in the Maoshan Sect, and no one will let me go.

In the eyes!"

"So after I came down from the mountain, I tried every means to improve my cultivation. I dragged you into my group. The two of us went to get the corpse elixir of the Zombie King, to fight for the green souls from the Tayun Mountain masters, and to grab the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus.

I just want to improve myself quickly, and I just hope that one day, I can stand on that stage and feel proud. I want to prove that my master is not a useless person, and I am not an ant that can be trampled on by others! I want to give

My master is my dearest person in this world."

The sloppy Taoist priest stared at me with red eyes.

I don't know how to comfort him.

Because I also have a master who deceives his apprentices. The two old men deceive their apprentices in different ways.

But I always feel that they have ulterior motives for doing this.

How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without experiencing a bone-chilling cold?

If the sloppy Taoist priest had not suffered so much humiliation as a child, he would not have the confidence to win the first place today.

"Lao Luo, except that I can't go to the ring to help you fight, I can do whatever you ask me to do. You can also use the talisman knife in my sleeve, and I can also give you the corpse elixir refined by the ghost flower in the corpse mound. As long as I can

Win, no matter what!" I said excitedly.

"Xiaojie, you are still interesting, but the talisman knife in your sleeve is your unique hidden weapon. I definitely can't use it. As for the ghost flower of the corpse grave, I still have two here, but I can't use them for the time being. I want to be alone quietly.

Wait for a while, you and Kasang and the others go watch the fight." The sloppy Taoist priest took a deep breath and waved his hand towards me.

Brother Kasang and Brother Gu were also standing next to me. They felt uncomfortable hearing what the sloppy Taoist priest said.

"Brother Luo, I believe in you. You must be fine. Don't give up. You must fight until the last moment." Kasang said solemnly.

"Ronald, don't be afraid, brothers are your strongest backers." Brother Gu walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's leave him alone." I greeted and led everyone away.

After walking out for a while, I looked back at the slovenly Taoist priest: "You just said you wanted Jingjing. Who is Jingjing? Is she the junior sister you have a crush on?"

"Get out!" The sloppy Taoist priest waved his hand as if to shoo away flies...

Leaving the sloppy Taoist priest there, none of us went to watch the fight again.

Among these young disciples, there must be some very powerful masters, but we always feel that only Chilang is the biggest opponent of the sloppy Taoist priest.

Several of us felt quite heavy in our hearts, and suddenly we thought of something.

I think Master Songhe, the master of the sloppy Taoist priest, might have known something in advance, that Nachilang would participate in this competition.

Moreover, it seems that when the Taoist priest in Qingyi read the list before, we did not hear about Chilang.

Or maybe we were misinformed.

We had nothing to do, so a few of us were wandering around the hall, and before we knew it, it was getting dark.

I guess it's almost time, and it's almost time for the sloppy Taoist priest to participate in the competition.

So a few of us walked towards the square where the fight was taking place.

Just as we were walking halfway down the road, we happened to see Enkong running towards us in a panic, with sweat on his head.

As soon as he saw us, Yuankong said anxiously: "Where have you been running to? We are going to reach Brother Luo soon."

"Hurry up and find Ronaldinho and come over to take part in the competition." Brother Gu was also a little panicked.

So a group of us ran to the place where the sloppy Taoist priest wanted to be quiet, but when we got there, we found no trace of the sloppy Taoist priest.

"This is a complete thing, won't we let it go?" Brother Gu said depressedly.

"Maybe he has already gone." As I said that, I ran towards the ring.

The crowd followed closely behind.

Halfway down the road, I heard the sound of the gong, and the final competition began.

At this time, there were not many people around the ring because the most important competitions had passed.

As for the last remaining scene, these people from the Maoshan Sect probably thought it was worth watching or not, and they didn't have much hope for the sloppy Taoist priest.

When we walked to the edge of the ring, we saw the sloppy Taoist priest already standing on the ring, holding his thunderbolt wooden sword in his hand.

Opposite him was a young Taoist priest in his mid-twenties.

The man held a long knife in his hand, pointed it at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said with some disdain: "Chiwen, I beat you all over the floor when you were a child. I don't know how you have experienced in the past three years.

Senior brother, it’s not hard for you, just kneel down and kowtow to me three times and admit defeat, and I won’t beat you.”

"Brother Zhiwu, I have learned a lot in the past three years. You are no longer my opponent. How about I give you three moves?" The sloppy Taoist smiled at the other party.
Chapter completed!