"Xuanxuan, are you saying that the people from the Flame Temple took your sacred weapon away?"

Leng Yuan looked at his daughter who was still wiping tears in front of him and asked with concern.

"Well, my sister and I finally got a sacred weapon, but we didn't expect that the rules of the second round of trials would be like this...

And if I don’t give up, I have to decide whether to live or die with Yan Hao, but if I give up this battle, he will take away a trophy.”

After half an hour of comfort from her father, Leng Xuanxuan's mood finally stabilized.

But her eyes were still red, and she was obviously still feeling sad about what had just happened.

In fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on Leng Xuanxuan, you must know that it is a sacred weapon!

Even emperors and even saints are extremely eager for holy weapons. You must know that some saints in China still do not have holy weapons.

Moreover, Leng Xuanxuan is very young and is not as calm as other warriors. It is normal to be sad.

"Xuanxuan, what you did is right, life is the most important thing!

Although the sacred weapon is very precious, there is still a chance to obtain the sacred weapon in the future. If the life is gone, it is really gone.

But I didn’t expect the people from the Flame Temple to act like this..."

Leng Yuan persuaded him earnestly, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I know Yan Hao. Like Lei Heng, he is a descendant of a saint.

They should understand the relationship between our Monster Academy and the Flame Temple, but they are still merciless."

"Dad, why don't you stop being the dean? There's really no benefit at all.

And you also have to listen to the orders of the other two major temples, which is obviously..."

Hearing his old father say this, Leng Xuanxuan muttered.

"Of course Dad knows, but it is not that easy to step down as the dean. We can only wait and see what the situation in China will be like after this secret realm."

"If possible, hey..."

Thinking of his experience of being like a puppet even though he looked like a beautiful person over the years, and thinking of the scene where his daughter just hugged him and cried, Leng Yuan suddenly had a crazy idea in his mind.

...

In the trial arena.

Yan Hao, who had just received the trophy, was in a very good mood, and even whistled loudly. While proud, he did not forget to raise his middle finger to Lu Qingchen.

Except for Lu Qingchen and the others, everyone else in the ring was very uneasy.

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Although they didn't know what Lu Qingchen took from Murong Qingqing's storage ring, everyone unanimously believed that he must have also taken a sacred weapon.

As for why everyone thinks so, nonsense, it is a sacred weapon, and how many people can stay calm in front of it.

If you look at it this way, Yu Shan, Lu Qingchen and Yan Hao each have two sacred weapons on their bodies.

Suddenly, everyone else started to get ready to take action.

"Yan Hao is indeed a member of the Flame Temple. His behavior is exactly the same as that of the Flame Temple. He is greedy to the extreme."

After An Yilan saw Yan Hao taking a sacred weapon, she spoke in disgust.

"Oh? Why did Miss An say this?"

After hearing what An Yilan said, Lu Qingchen seemed a little surprised.

In his opinion, no one can remain calm when facing a sacred artifact.

Of course, except Lu Qingchen himself.

An Yilan saw that both Lu Qingchen and Yu Shan were looking at her, so she started to explain:

"The supporters behind the Monster Academy are the Thunder Temple and the Flame Temple. In addition, there is an Alchemist Association. You should know this, right?"

"Well, we know that."

Yu Shan and Lu Qingchen nodded.

"As the supporter behind Monster Academy, the Flame Temple not only failed to bring any help to this academy, but instead kept asking for it like a vampire, with incomparable greed."

"Not only the resources, but also the talented students recruited by Monster Academy. As long as they like them, they will directly bring these students into the temple without any shame."

An Yilan patiently explained to the two of them, but the look of disgust on her face showed that she was not used to the behavior of the Flame Temple.

"Not only the Flame Temple is like this, but the Thunder Temple is also doing this in recent years. Almost all the good things in Monster Academy have been taken away by these two temples for various reasons.

It is precisely because of this that the strength of these two great temples has become more and more terrifying, and their ambitions have become more and more inflated, and they have even set their sights on the entire country of China."

"Are you planning to attack the whole country of China? Will the other six major temples just sit back and do nothing?!"

After hearing this, Lu Qingchen and Yu Shan felt that things had become serious.

"The relationship between the temple and us warriors is very complicated. I learned all these things from my master. As for more information, I also..."

"Lu Qingchen, come to the ring!"

Before An Yilan finished speaking, this majestic voice suddenly came.

"Is it my turn again?"

Lu Qingchen was slightly startled when he heard the sound. He remembered that he had been hit once just now.

"Brother Chen, be careful."

"Lu Qingchen, be careful."

With some tacit concern between the two, Lu Qingchen came directly to the ring.

Now that he has been drawn, Lu Qingchen feels that there is no reason why he should not go to the ring.

With his strong strength, entering the ring has only advantages and no disadvantages.

"Holy One, please be sure to hit me."

Seeing the only spiritual martial artist on the field entering the ring, many people began to get excited.

Especially Yao Chengwu and Yan Hao, they stood up directly at their seats, eager to go down and fight Lu Qingchen and get the sacred weapon.

The white light ball floated slowly above everyone's heads, and everyone's eyes were all focused on that white light ball at the moment.

The arena seemed extremely quiet, and for a moment one could hear everyone's heavy breathing.

The white light seemed to be moved by someone's persistent spirit. Under the eyes of many people, it slowly fell on the young man who stood up from his seat.

This young man looks sinister, with many pockmarks on his face, especially his pair of weird eyes, which makes people look very uncomfortable.

It was Yao Chengwu.

Under Yan Hao's envious look, this white light group chose Yao Chengwu.

"Hahahahaha... you actually hit me!"

Seeing that he had been hit, Yao Chengwu laughed wildly, then patted Yan Hao on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Brother Yan, it seems that my luck is better."

"Okay, originally I wanted to deal with him personally. In that case, I'll leave it to you."

Seeing Yao Chengwu showing off in front of him, Yan Hao could only speak helplessly.

"Hey, are you explaining the funeral arrangements? You are chirping.
Chapter completed!