The competition has been held for two rounds. Su Yi is a bye and a free round. He has advanced easily without any effort. The brothers around him look at him even more unkindly.

Why is this guy so lucky?

Even Yin Zhiping was a little unhappy with Su Yi. I worked hard and won the lottery before I won the victory. What's wrong with you? After a handful of **, I advanced? Will I still let me live?

Ma Yu also rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. To be honest, he was the one who wanted to see how strong Su Yi was. If Su Yi was really outstanding in martial arts, he might have to secretly feed Guo Jing some more. He liked that simple child to the core. Even though Su Yi's identity was closer to him, he still hoped that Guo Jing would win the future competition.

Ma Yu completely sneered at what Qiu Chuji said to him before that he would give in. Jiangnan’s seven monsters are so proud, how could they accept your charity-like victory? I guess you don’t even believe this, but you just just find an excuse to calm your heart.

Unfortunately, facing Su Yi's luck, Ma Yu could only say he could do nothing. He couldn't really operate in secret, right?

Forget it, there are a few competitions in the future. I don’t believe that he can easily become the semi-finals...

On the third day, the last day of the competition, there were only a few dozen disciples left on the field, and the semi-finals were about to appear.

The host Ma Yu, who was the two days ago, seemed to avoid suspicion, did not stand up again today, but instead changed to the Iron Foot Immortal King's Office to be the referee.

Unfortunately, in the face of Su Yi's invincible good luck, it was useless to change Wang Chuer.

"Su Yi vs. Qian Zhibin!"

As Wang Chuyi finished speaking, everyone was speechless again.

Qian Zhibin lives in Zhongnan Mountain and his ancestors have been chopping wood for generations. Because his grandfather once had kindness to Wang Chongyang, he found Quanzhen Sect after giving birth to Qian Zhibin, hoping that his grandson could join him, and that he would not chop wood for life like himself, and be poor for the rest of his life.

As the saying goes, people have short mouths, short hands, and owes people their kindness, and they are short everywhere... Therefore, this is a person who came in through the back door, and his qualifications are naturally extremely poor, and martial arts are naturally not good. More importantly, this guy has just started the game, and he is only thirteen or fourteen years old so far, and he is just a little kid.

The reason why a little brat was able to get to this point was entirely because his luck was no worse than Su Yi. The two opponents he had met before were exhausted in the previous game and were even injured. This guy was simply picking up a bargain.

The end result of picking up the bargain was that Su Yi picked up the bargain. Before Su Yi was unsheathed, he beat the child to cry and shouted at him with three punches and two kicks, and hurriedly admitted defeat.

Yin Zhiping was lucky. This round, he met a junior brother who had not been in the game for a long time. Although he was injured, he still advanced easily.

At this point, the competition ended again.

Finally, Zhao Zhijing couldn't hold back anymore. Just as the next round of competition was about to begin, the guy stepped out of the crowd and bowed to Chu Wang and said, "Uncle Master, I have something to say."

"Oh, there is something but it's okay to say it."

"I dare to ask my uncle, I am a Quanzhen Sect Competition, but in order to allow my disciples to verify what I have learned over the past year and to let you masters see the shortcomings of your disciples, so there is a annual competition?"

Wang Chu stroked his beard and nodded, and said, "What Zhijing said makes sense. The Master Chongyang was so considerate that he set up an annual competition for the first time. Alas... Speaking of which, the Quanzhen Teaching was not only a few of us back then. The so-called Grand Teaching ended in just a short while. Now that my Quanzhen Teaching is growing, it will take three days to end."

"That's it..." Zhao Zhijing's mouth showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth in a place where Wang Chushi couldn't see it. He said: "The Quanzhen Sect held a competition not to determine the outcome. We are all fellow disciples. If we insist on distinguishing between high and low, wouldn't it hurt the relationship? What we are trying to let the teachers see clearly whether the younger generations have taken a detour so that they can give guidance in the future."

"But now the competition has been conducted for more than half, and Junior Brother Yang has never taken serious action. Isn't this going against the purpose of the competition? The disciple dared to ask the uncle to let the next round of competition be duel by Junior Brother Yang."

As if he was afraid that Wang Chu would misunderstand, Zhao Zhijing explained: "My nephew often heard that Master Qiu praised Junior Brother Yang for his greatness several years ago. I think his internal skills in swordsmanship are extraordinary. If he is an ordinary disciple, he may not be able to tell the depth of his. Therefore, the disciple recommends himself."

Zhao Zhijing's words made sense, but Wang Chuyi was speechless. In the past, the competition was fair, and everything was decided by the lottery from beginning to end, and no one was talking about gossip. But today, Su Yi was relaxed from beginning to end, either from the bye or encountering women and children. If he really got the top four, wouldn't the competition of Quanzhen Sect become a joke?

Wang Chuyi was in a dilemma.

"Uncle Master, this is inappropriate..." Yin Zhiping also walked up and said, "Uncle Master Wang, our Quanzhen Sect has always been fair and just. Junior Brother Yang is just lucky. If he insists on appointing his opponents in this way, wouldn't it be a gossip and let others laugh at us as the disciples of Quanzhen Sect are narrow-minded and can't stand others easily passing the test?"

"Junior Brother Yin, who do you think is narrow-minded?" Zhao Zhijing was furious.

Yin Zhiping waved his sleeves and said, "I didn't say it's Senior Brother Zhao, why should Senior Brother Zhao take the right seat?"

"You...hum!" Zhao Zhijing snorted angrily and said to Wang Chuyi: "The disciple is full of hearts for junior brother Yang, for fear that he will enter the evil path of practicing martial arts and not knowing it. I hope the uncle of the master will understand!"

"Okay, don't make a noise!" Wang Chuyi shouted loudly, turned his head helplessly, and asked Ma Yu: "Senior Brother, what about your opinion?"

Ma Yu smiled slightly and said, "Let's take a look at the opinions of the parties involved. Kang'er, what do you think?"

Su Yi took a step forward and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhao is kind-hearted and wholeheartedly considers his nephew. The nephew is so moved that he is so excited that he is crying. How dare you reject the kindness of your senior brother? In the next game, you will ask your senior brother to show mercy."

Zhao Zhijing smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Su Yi with his eyes full of maliciousness, "It's easy to say, Junior Brother Yang is talented, maybe he is my senior brother, and I'm not as good as others at that time?"

"Since that's the case, then Kang'er and Zhijing will play against each other in the next competition." With Su Yi's consent, Ma Yu immediately made the decision.

The three of them walked back to the crowd. As soon as they stood still, Yin Zhiping couldn't help but whisper: "Junior Brother Yang, you are too impulsive... Zhao Zhijing just thinks you are unhappy and want to teach you a lesson. How could you just get into his trap so obediently? If you don't agree, you will never force you to do it!"

Su Yi smiled confidently and said, "Senior Brother Yin, don't panic, this guy wants to teach me a lesson, and it just so happens that I want to exclude this guy from the top four! Our purpose can be said to be the same."

"But Zhao Zhijing's martial arts are not general. The number one master of the three generations of Quanzhen Sect is not a prank. Even I am not sure of winning!" Yin Zhiping said with a little concern.
Chapter completed!