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Lu Jin burst into laughter at his great-granddaughter's words.

In the arena, Ning Chen watched them fight for half an hour, and they still showed no sign of stopping.

Xiao Xiao's breathing technique doesn't consume much energy and can be used continuously, making it suitable for prolonged battles.

Bai Shixue can absorb air masses to restore herself, and she becomes stronger the more she fights.

As for Hu Jie... a madman who has lost his mind, he probably won't stop until he dies.

"I can't wait any longer, so I'll end this farce myself."

Ning Chen pursed his lips, pointed a finger, and silently changed the direction of their attack.

Suddenly, a burst of breath appeared, its speed increasing dramatically, catching up with Bai Shixue's figure.

He blasted her soul out of her body, causing her to faint on the spot.

The ball of energy in Bai Shixue's hand landed squarely on the back of Hu Jie's head, knocking him unconscious.

A second before he passed out, Hu Jie's fist traced a strange trajectory and struck Xiao Xiao in the lower abdomen.

He staggered and fell to the ground, hunched over like a shrimp, his face deathly pale, unable to get up.

"This... Ning Chen has won!"

The referee looked incredulous.

The three of them actually fought to a standstill, all three suffering serious injuries.

This allowed Ning Chen, who had been watching from the sidelines, to reap another huge benefit.

"No, this person... is definitely not simple!"

Lu Linglong's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Ning Chen in shock, as if trying to see right through him.

Lu Jin squinted and muttered, "I really misjudged him."

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"No way, this person is incredibly lucky?"

"That's exactly right, all three of them happened to be lying down!"

"Xiao Xiao and his two friends fought for a long time, but in the end, this person who was just watching from the sidelines won."

"I'm not having it! This guy's such a jerk!"

"Exactly, a complete freeloader, a dog who wins by lying down!"

……

After a brief silence in the audience,

Then came a deafening chorus of complaints.

I never expected such a spectacular chaotic battle to end so abruptly.

It's like reading a novel that's initially acclaimed but ends poorly.

However, the truly powerful noticed something amiss.

The six figures on the high platform could naturally tell that something was wrong.

Lu Jin was already whispering to Lu Linglong, and Tian Jinzhong also exchanged a glance with the old master.

Lu Ci and Wang Ai, two old foxes, stared at Ning Chen's back with their aged, triangular eyes.

"What did you notice?"

"Hehe, I am an old man with poor eyesight and cannot see anything, but I have a vague feeling that something is wrong."

"I agree. All three of them were injured, so there must have been external forces involved. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence."

"In other words, either this person is hiding their strength, or they have a powerful backer helping them."

Feng Tianyang, who had just been ranked among the Ten Elders, frowned. He couldn't fathom the depth of this mysterious Taoist either.

Not only these bigwigs in the world of supernatural beings, but also some other people have noticed some clues.

Feng Baobao, with her long hair loose, leaned forward:

"Zhang Chulan, I'm now quite certain that this guy is incredibly strong, and I can't bury him."

Xu San and Xu Si narrowed their eyes; they had witnessed Feng Baobao's strength firsthand.

Without exaggeration, he is absolutely the number one person in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Placing her among the younger generation is like a tiger among sheep.

Based on their observations and inferences,

Although Feng Baobao's strength cannot compare with that of the Supreme Master, she should be able to rival the Ten Elders.

However, she claimed twice that she was no match for the masked Taoist priest.

Then this person's strength is quite frightening.

He could at least rank in the upper-middle range among the top ten.

Such a terrifying existence exists in the world of supernatural beings, yet they are completely unaware of it.

This person was able to defeat Xiao Xiao and Bai Shixue silently without leaving any flaws, which is truly chilling to think about.

Zhang Chulan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he prayed silently in his heart.

He prayed to God that he would never run into Ning Chen.

"boring."

Ning Chen walked out of the arena with a calm gaze, showing no concern for the remaining matches.

After he left, the next match began.

After more than an hour of competition, the final eight teams were determined.

Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Lu Linglong, Feng Shayan, Wang Bing, Ning Chen.

The next match will be a one-on-one contest.

At the time of the draw.

Only Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, and Lu Linglong looked at Ning Chen with apprehension.

The others didn't even notice his presence, only glancing at him a few more times.

Wang Bing scoffed and said sarcastically:

"I thought only that kid Zhuge Liang lost to the Wudang Taoist priest."

Unexpectedly, among the top eight, there was a Taoist priest with no face to be seen.

I heard you had incredible luck, making it to the top eight without even making a move. You're even weaker than Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan pursed his lips but didn't say anything.

I admit that my journey to the top was quite unsuccessful, even despicable.

Let others chatter for a bit; it won't hurt or hurt you, it won't cost you anything.

"I think he's a bit of a fool, even more foolish than me."

Feng Baobao pointed to her head and tilted it as she spoke.

Ning Chen seemed not to hear at all, and continued to walk calmly toward the box for drawing lots.

He paused slightly as he passed by Wang Bing.

He chuckled and said, "The more cowardly a person is, the louder they shout. Fine, let's start with you then."

"Speak," Ning Chen stepped forward and pulled out a slip of paper from the box—"A".

"Tch, pretending to be a ghost."

Wang Bing tossed his head, reached into the cardboard box, stirred it wildly, and then pulled out a piece of paper.

The next moment his body stiffened, and on the slip of paper in his hand was a large "甲" (jia).

"The first match of the quarterfinals, Wang Bing vs. Ning Chen, please enter!"

The referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

Ning Chen walked towards the center of the arena, and indeed, a chorus of boos came from the audience.

Wang Bing remained standing in place, pinching his thigh hard to clear his mind of distractions.

He then swept into the arena and landed opposite Ning Chen.

“Sister Bao’er, I have a feeling that this Taoist priest… seems to be intentionally arranging for Wang Bing to fight him.”

He said he'd deal with Wang Bing first, and Wang Bing actually drew his name on the list. Is this something a superhuman could do?

Zhang Chulan asked slowly, incredulously.

"I don't know, I can't do it, I don't know how it was done."

Feng Baobao shook her head vigorously, immediately denying it.