Time passes by little by little.

Everyone of Jiufeng’s many disciples are working hard, striving for every minute and every second, and is always unwilling to relax and slack!

Every day when the sun sets, it will cause an unwilling sigh.

"Day by day... why does it pass so quickly..."

"My mysterious energy has not made any progress..."

"I have to work harder tonight..."

"There are four days left...the moment that determines destiny..."

"Three days left."

"It's only two days away!"

"The last day is counting down."

Just the night before the last round of competition.

Yun Yang appeared in the little guys' room.

"Now everyone has it. I counted to ten and let me sleep! Whoever was expelled from the mountain gate immediately after a quarter of an hour."

Yun Xiuxin, who was originally planning to organize his junior brothers and sisters to attack him for a while, suddenly became angry and had to go to bed.

...

A quarter of an hour later, Yun Yang stood in the void outside, listening to the even breathing inside, and smiling slightly.

early morning.

The last round of Jiufeng Competition before the Battle of Tianyun Flag has arrived!

After this competition, we will finally decide who will win this battle.

The curtain kicked off with the attention of everyone in Jiuzun Mansion.

Everyone!

Including the ten thousand Yu Ming's children who had not been included in the door wall, they all sat quietly in the stands.

Although these children have not had a short time to practice, the highest level of cultivation has reached the Earth Xuan!

However, the Jiuzun Mansion has no plan to include new disciples now, so no matter how genius is, he can only live in the mansion first.

I just worked hard silently, waiting for the next time when the Nine Lords Mansion recruited disciples.

All the children know that this is the most important competition for seniors.

The victor will go out to fight on behalf of the sect and seize the heavenly flag that he and others can live for the rest of their lives!

All the disciples' palms were hot, and everyone was sweating and their eyes were anxious.

I wonder which senior sister and brother won?

The Tianyun Banner has always existed in the legend, or it will appear in our sect soon!

"No matter who wins or who goes to fight, they are the eternal heroes of our Nine Lords Mansions!"

As this sentence came out, the venue of more than 10,000 people fell into unprecedented solemnity.

Yes, no matter who fights, as long as you win, you will be the hero of the Nine Lords Mansion!

A drum of war sounded loudly.

"Jiufeng disciples are out!"

In the sky, ten long rainbows lit up from different directions and flew in the air!

Tiancan Shixiu quietly appeared in front of the viewing platform, with five seats on both sides and ten people sitting down one by one according to their respective orders.

"See all the masters!"

Ten thousand disciples all bowed and bowed.

The disciples of Jiufeng walked in one after another from the entrance. The disciples of the main peak were all white robes like snow. Yun Xiuxin walked first in front, pressing the hilt of the sword with his hand, and his pretty face was cold and solemn. Behind her was Cheng Jiajia, Hu Xiaofan and Lu Changman and others entered one after another.

Next was Sun Mingxiu brought his junior brothers and sisters in, and finally turned to the Baiyexing and entered with great pride.

Jiufeng disciples are arranged in nine directions and each is based on one side.

It was as if in the Nine Lords' Mansion, snow suddenly landed.

A sudden auspicious air appeared in the air, the rising sun rose, the auspicious colors, and Yunyang was wearing a purple robe as usual, quietly appeared in the air, flying towards the seat in the middle.

"The head master is out!"

All the disciples present were inexplicably excited to see it. Everyone looked at it with their eyes full of hotness!

Without the master of the sect, there would be no Nine Lords Mansions now!

This sentence has long been rooted in the hearts of all disciples and will never be erased.

Without Jiuzun Mansion, I am still goods and beggars, and no one can respect them.

Only the master of the sect is willing to accommodate himself, and there is no distinction between teachings and all disciples do not care about the source, regardless of their status, and they will be included in a unified manner.

That’s why this warm family is like a paradise!

All the wandering disciples once again have the feeling of home!

From nothing to something, we created the Nine Palaces, from being completely unique to the current gathering of people; from being in a low strength to working hard to the present, protecting the disciples' peaceful life and peace and joy.

"See the Master of the Sect!"

Many disciples couldn't help but burst into tears. When they saw the head master, they were as if they had seen their parents; their hearts were filled with hot comfort tips.

"Everyone is free from gifts."

Yun Yang's voice resounded throughout the sky, shaking Taixu: "Today is the first big day since the founding of the Nine Lords Mansion, and it is also the first step for us to start the right path of the Heavenly Luck Flag. The teachers and commanders are all ready. Now, it depends on whether you young generations can take on the throne and surprise us."

At the front of the queue, Sun Mingxiu, Bai Yexing, Yun Xiuxin and others, their eyes shone brightly when they heard this, and their chests were raised high.

"There are no failures or accidents allowed in this expedition."

Yun Yang glanced around for a while and said lightly: "Warriors, the strong are respected, and the outstanding are the first; this is an iron rule, and it is also the basic rule that has passed down since time immemorial. Looking at the world and looking at the past and present, this is the basis for everything. If you are weak and bullied, most people are just complaining about unfairness; only a few people will choose to make themselves stronger, but this choice is the starting point for the road to the strong."

"I hope that each of you can become strong and move forward on this path to the strong."

"No more say, now the competition has officially begun. All those who are interested in competing for the ranking of the top ten disciples should take a step forward!"

There was a bang.

The seventy-five disciples of the first generation of the Nine Lords Mansion, without exception, took a step forward in unison, and no one was afraid before fighting.

Shi Wuchen laughed out loud, looking at the youngest disciples of the main peak, Mo Youyou, who was only eight years old, laughing and crying: "Youyou, with your eight-year-old age, it is extremely valuable to be able to reach the level of the Divine Mystery, but with your cultivation level, you are overestimating your ability, so you should also compete for the position of the top ten disciples. You should step down!"

Mo Youyou bulged her cheeks and said loudly: "Master said that no matter how well she cultivates, the hearts of a strong person must always cheer forward and be determined!"

"So what if I'm young, I want to fight and never give up!"

The little girl's thin body is like a mimosa in the wind. Her voice is full of immatureness, but she shouts with all her strength, and her voice is still strong.

Shi Wuchen was stunned and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry if you get beaten up later!"

Mo Youyou said loudly: "Master said that in most of the time, we will inertially choose to accept things that are conventional. For example, the top ten disciples, such as Senior Brother Sun, Senior Sister Yun, etc., but when we choose to accept this understanding, it is actually equivalent to having withdrawn from the competition! We have lost the qualification to compete!"

"And what the road to a strong person needs is to disagree and never give up. You are strong today, stronger than me, and able to defeat me. Of course, I want to call you senior brother and respect you. But if I defeat you tomorrow, you will turn around and call me senior sister!"

"The so-called successors' becoming a senior brother and sister has never been a single position in the Jiuzun Mansion, but a kind of glory!"

The little girl's crisp words echoed over the Dafeng venue.

All the children present pondered with thoughtful expressions, and many of them were lit up.

This is not a position, but a glory!

Shi Wuchen's thoughts were so loud that he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Yun Yang's ability to train his disciples is really brilliant, and he is really convinced.

Not only Shi Wuchen was convinced, but others, such as Luo Dajiang and others, were convinced in their hearts even without the words.

Even without showing up, Dong Qitian, who was invisible next to him, also admired Yun Yang more!

"The top ten players after the last round of competition remain unchanged for the time being. The remaining sixty-five disciples have decided on ten challengers."

Yun Yang said lightly.

The last round of competition before the Tianyun Flag was finally officially kicked off.

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Chapter completed!