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Chapter 911

He paused, took a long breath and then said:

"Mr. Feng, if you insist on not allowing Lu Yuandao to participate in the selection, then all of us, the Wuxiang Faction, will withdraw from the competition to express our dissatisfaction with the unfair selection system of your Taichu Academy!"

When he heard Fan Daocheng's words, Chen Hetu knew that Fan Daocheng was cunning and cunning, and he had successfully captured Feng Lao's destiny.

Feng Lao attaches great importance to unity.

Especially the unity between various sects.

This should be Feng Lao's only obsession now.

If the Wuxiang Sect really wanted to threaten to withdraw from the competition, then Mr. Feng would probably agree to his unreasonable request.

really.

Feng Lao hesitated at this moment.

At this time, Zhao Qingping, the master of Qingfeng Pavilion, stood up and said: "Mr. Feng, if you ask me, just give Master Fan some face! He finally trained a disciple, but he lost the opportunity to trial because of a private agreement.

, it is not only a loss to the Wuxiang Sect, but also a loss to our Qinglong City."

After saying this, Zhao Qingping looked at Fan Daocheng, and the meaning was very obvious, saying: "Master Fan, you must remember that I spoke for you, you owe me a favor!"

Fan Daocheng also knew how to look at Zhao Qingping.

How could Mr. Feng not see the two of them flirting with each other? But at this time, he couldn't directly refuse Fan Daocheng's request.

If you really say that, then the relationship between Taichu Academy and Wuxiang Sect will be completely at loggerheads.

At this time, Yun Xiaoyue stood up and said: "Mr. Feng, if you want me to tell you, just give that Lu Hedao a chance."

Feng Lao was startled when he heard Yun Xiaoyue's words.

However, after she saw Yun Xiaoyue wink at him, he immediately understood what this little girl meant.

Old Feng, no longer hesitate at this moment.

He glanced coldly at everyone present, and finally, his eyes fell on Fan Daocheng.

"Okay, Master Fan, I promise you, Lu Yuandao can participate in the selection this time, but..."

Speaking of this, Feng Lao paused.

"But what?" Fan Daocheng asked hurriedly.

"However, this is the last chance. If Lu Yuandao is kicked off the competition stage again, then... please Mr. Fan don't make such unreasonable demands again!"

"If I give him another chance again and again, then this selection will turn into a farce."

Fan Daocheng suddenly laughed: "Hahaha!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. Lu Yuandao's strength is obvious to everyone. If he is knocked off the competition stage again this time, we, the Wuxiang Sect, will be convinced and will never raise any demands in the house again!"

Feng Lao nodded nonchalantly, and then said to everyone on the competition stage: "Then give Lu Yuandao another chance?"

"Okay!" Most of the people agreed.

When Feng Lao saw this, he no longer hesitated, but looked at Lu Yuandao.

"Lu Yuandao, do you hear me clearly? This is the last chance I will give you. If you are kicked off the competition stage again, you will have no chance at all!"

Lu Yuandao raised his head and glanced at Feng Lao, then glanced at Chen Hetu in the distance.

Then he said coldly: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I, Lu Yuandao, will never be beaten down a second time!"

"If I, Lu Yuandao, are beaten down again this time, I will immediately go back to the Wuxiang Sect!"
Chapter completed!
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