very arrogant."Just get to the point, or..." Jiang Wang sighed: "I'm going to call for help.""Huh Calling me" The fat man shouted angrily, "Don't you even bother to find out, I'm Lao San Zheng..."The...As Lin Zhengren was pressing against Zhang Linchuan, about to unleash a spell.

Zhang Linchuan, he exploded.

This is not an exaggeration, but an objective description.

Unbeknownst to how long it had been brewing, the thunder and lightning exploded on him.

His hair stood on end, his body was scorched black with sparks still crackling.

Correspondingly, Lin Zhengren, who was almost beside him, was also affected by the explosion at the first moment. His whole body was blown away. After falling to the ground, he still twitched.

This is Lin Zhengren's first time being so embarrassed since he began fighting.

And what caused this effect was a Dao technique of the second-grade superior quality, Leijī.

What was beyond people's expectations was that Zhang Linchuan's attack target with this Taoist technique was himself, not Lin Zhengren.

When Lin Zhengren interrupted his top-grade Dao technique, he didn't try to maintain it at all. Instead, he immediately activated the instant-cast Dao technique inscribed within the Tongtian Palace and directly attacked himself.

This was undoubtedly a very risky, even reckless move. If Lin Zhengren had not chosen to engage in close-quarters combat immediately, or if he had been even slightly slower, Zhang Linfan could have easily become the only cultivator at this Three Cities Symposium to be defeated by his own Dao techniques.

became the laughingstock of the entire audience.

Luckily, he won the bet, earning himself that near-impossible chance of victory.

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Lei Ji's movement inflicted two injuries, but Lin Zhengren was after all only newly promoted to the sixth rank, and his skills in all aspects had yet to reach their peak. Zhang Linchuan, who had long been accustomed to using thunder magic, unexpectedly recovered a few breaths earlier.

Zhang Linchuan's fingers danced like flying flames, seizing the fleeting opportunity to finish his opponent decisively.

But his face suddenly turned pale.

He found that the Heavenly Palace was empty!

This spell cannot be completed.

Only then did he notice that, at some point, a translucent small plant had grown about five steps in front of him, swaying gently in the wind.

He recognized it, it was the Yúan Grass, a Grade C inferior Dao technique.

The effect is: Primal Grass influences the range, consuming Great Dao Yuan.

The drawback is: it does not distinguish between friend and foe.

However, Lin Zhengren had already opened the Heaven and Earth Gate, constantly replenishing himself with the energy of heaven and earth. Zhang Linchuan was still before the Heaven and Earth Gate, able to fight only by relying on his Dao Yuan reserves from Tongtian Palace.

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As the number of times Zhang Linchuan crossed his face grew, his complexion worsened. Unbeknownst to him, Lin Zhengren planted a full nine Yúan Grass seeds on the battlefield. It can be said that if it hadn't been for Lei Ji's interruption, he would have planted even more.

Although Lin Zhengren had a huge advantage and victory was within reach, he still laid such a trap.

How cautious and prudent a fellow he is!

Under the guidance of nine whole plants of Yiyuancao, Zhang Linchuan's Dao Yuan had been completely consumed.

The opportunity flickered and vanished.

Lin Zhengren recovered and jumped to his feet.

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"I lost." Zhang Linchuan said in a hoarse voice.

He was already at a disadvantage, of course he wouldn't give Lin Zhengren the opportunity to abuse himself.

Fenglin City missed the opportunity to win three consecutive championships, and they also missed out on the most important spot, a place in the National Highway Institute.

But no one in the room blamed Zhang Linchuan.

To throw a thunderbolt at oneself, what a cruel act.

Moreover, this guy who cares so much about his image and demeanor is now covered in soot. Who could say he's not giving it his all

Even Dong A had nothing to say. He couldn't say that his disciple hadn't tried his best.

Actually, for Zhang Linchuan, he wasn't completely without a chance just now. As long as he was willing to dismantle a Dao Spin, he could temporarily obtain a large amount of Dao Yuan, thereby seizing the opportunity and defeating Lin Zhengren.

> However, that way, even if he won the battle, he would retreat to the Eighth Rank cultivation level and remain stagnant at that level for his entire life.

So what's the point of even getting into the National Institute if that's the case

Although the honor of Fenglin City Dao Institute is important, he couldn't risk his future for it.

The referee announced the result.

The top scholar of the Five Year Examination, who achieved first place among the three cities, was Lin Zhengren, a sixth-rank Tenglong Realm cultivator from the Wanjiang City Daoist Academy.

Next year, he will be a freshman at the National Taiwan University of Science and Technology, with a bright future ahead of him.

Fenglin City harvested two secondary champions, its influence remained strong.

The only difference in this discussion is that Sanshan City Daoist Academy has not received any gains.

Jiang Wang saw that Zhao Tiehe, Yang Xingyong and others all had red eyes.

But that's competition.

Three Quarters of Fragrance

Miss Miao Yu was standing before a mirror, delicately applying rouge with her little finger.

Behind him, an old man in black knelt and pleaded: "Holy maiden, please help us! Otherwise, all of our people will be killed!"

"I told you not to be greedy, the moment you heard about the ghost candle, you all lost your minds. Now that you ask me to help, what use is it The ghost gate's phantom has been sent to Yun Guo, what can I possibly do against Wei Queji"

“We're getting old and forgetful, but even the White Bone Messenger agrees…”

"Well," Miaoyu smiled, "then ask him to help."

The old man in black remained speechless, only bowing repeatedly.

"As soon as I appear, Wei Quji will immediately try to kill me. Not to mention Dong Ahu lurking in the shadows. We have no chance." Her voice was a mix of reproach and resentment: "Who among you refused to leave the ghost gate illusion for me back then"

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The black-clad elder gritted his teeth and said, "Our Bai Gu Dao accumulated strength with difficulty. So many fellow cultivators, are they just going to die in vain like this"

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"Alright, alright, stop arguing here. I've already made my preparations and calculated the time; the soul candle should be safely delivered by now. As for those fellow cultivators..."

Miaoyu paused for a moment, and closed the rouge box.

"Let him die then."

Because the defenses were tight and the deployment was well-coordinated, the chaos in Fenglin City suddenly arose and then subsided.

To sum up, the news of the Appearance of the Soul Candle came too suddenly. The Bai Gu Dao didn't have time to make more solid preparations and was already facing a choice.

The significance of the soul-lamps to the White Bone Path was so profound that they were unable to refuse. Meanwhile, Wei Qiji and Dong A had joined forces long ago, setting a celestial net of traps.

The ending was actually predetermined before it even began. None of the people Bai Gu Dao sent this time survived.

But this doesn't mean the outcome is decided, because the White Bone Dao actually had a contingency plan for total annihilation. As long as they successfully obtain the Hades Candle, it wouldn't be considered a loss for the White Bone Dao.

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On Qingmu Avenue, the peddler carrying a pole was still moving slowly.

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He was already very familiar with this city, as if he had been born here. Wei Qiji's ambush was something he had expected, but he hadn't expected the attack to be so fierce and the preparations so thorough.

He knew that the fellow cultivators who had come this time were most likely going to meet their demise. However, he would not die.

Although it happened suddenly, he knew the city well and knew where the main forces of the city guard would be if they put up a full defense.

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He can calmly avoid it.

To the left ahead is a small path, which passes by a bathhouse.

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He planned to take a hot bath and wash away the dust. He could leave his baggage with the master bathhouse attendant, Master Song. He was an honest man and wouldn't touch his belongings.

Who would have thought that such a precious soul candle would be casually placed in an ordinary bathhouse

He could even take a nap in the bathhouse, waiting until things calmed down before swaggering out of town.

In short, he won't die.

But he saw a bald head, just as he was stepping into this narrow path.

Perhaps he's a Buddhist monk But this bald head and fierce face don't match the image of a Buddhist at all.

"I smelled something strange," the bald man said. He also licked his lips.

The peddler suddenly felt a strong fear, he gathered his yuan to prepare for battle.

At this time, it was discovered that his heart was gone.

The whole world, plunged into eternal darkness.

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“Holy maiden, is that the scenery at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness” he thought to himself in the end.ed his Blood River True Lord. Seeing him aroused my desire, and I wanted to accept him as a true disciple.Such a figure is completely the protagonist of destiny in storybooks. No matter who sits oppos...