If he hadn't appeared, the Seven Domains Discussion would not even have started yet, and the time for the Taoist Competition would be later.

And according to what Yan Fei said, this was his last battle in the Nascent Soul stage.

So by that time, Yan Fei should have already become a cultivator of void refining and would not be qualified to participate in this dojo competition.

If Yan Fei is not here, and without him Lu Qingshan, Zhu Cong, who is ranked fifth at this time, seems to be third on the yellow list?

If Ji Chuan is not here, then Zhu Cong will be second on the yellow list?

When I think about it, everything becomes clear and reasonable...

"The final winner of this dojo competition is the Eastern Region."

As the clear voice of King Qingmei spread throughout the venue, the dojo competition came to an end, and the location of Luosi Dojo was finally settled.

The group of watching monks from the Eastern Region suddenly burst into cheers.

This turn of events was so exciting.

Not long ago, they were filled with indignation and despair, thinking that they were the worst offender.

Who would have thought that just half a day after Lu Qingshan entered the scene, the situation would completely reverse?

This process of losing and suddenly regaining something made their pleasure even more intense.

"The next time the yellow list is updated, Lu Qingshan should be the new number one on the yellow list..."

"It goes without saying that besides him, who else can be the number one?"

"Jian Jue today, starting from the second on the Huang List, one person has picked almost all the monks on the Huang List. His invincible record in the Nascent Soul Realm will definitely be famous all over the world, and we are the witnesses!" There are still people in the crowd!

murmured.

This gives them a sense of participation in witnessing history.

They couldn't become legends, but they witnessed legends!

One family is happy and another is sad. The monks who came from the other six regions to watch the battle all looked lonely and could not express their sorrows.

The Huangbang monks who participated in this dojo competition felt even more confused.

In the past, the master uncles in their sect who were in the same era as Xia Daoyun all had complicated expressions when mentioning Xia Daoyun's name.

At this moment, they finally felt what it felt like...

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Lu Qingshan returned to the group of Sword Sect monks.

As I walked along, I received all kinds of awe-filled looks.

Xixiang nodded slightly in greeting to him, and every Sword Sect disciple consciously called him "Senior Brother."

Fifty-three battles, fifty-three victories, no water at all, no matter how young Lu Qingshan is, they are still convinced.

This senior brother shouts so willingly!
Chapter completed!