Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

Upon hearing the score, the expressions of the four sect leaders all changed in different ways.

Lin Chaoye, the sect leader of the Crimson Fire Sect, immediately beamed with pride and humbly bowed to the sect leaders of the other three sects.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, but Chen Fan accidentally scored so many points. He might win the championship this year."

The faces of the sect leaders of the other two sects, the Eastern Sage Sect and the Giant Elephant Sect, turned ugly.

Six hundred and seventy-three points, that's an incredibly high score.

Judging from the naked eye, Chen Fangao's points should not be on the tables of the two leading disciples.

However, Wan Zhenshan, the sect leader of the Tongtian Sword Sect, remained calm and said indifferently:

"Brother Lin, the outcome is not yet decided, so there's no need to be so modest. It wouldn't be good if you were proven wrong later."

Lin Chaoye snorted coldly.

"Then I'll wait and see!"

The referee below continued counting.

Apart from Chen Fan's 673 points.

When counting the next person, the score suddenly dropped sharply.

He only scored a pitiful little over 100 points.

This is the difference in strength between the leading disciple and the ordinary disciples.

However, when he counted the items on the table of Hua Tianluo, the leading disciple of the Giant Elephant Sect.

His eyes lit up; Hua Tianlu's quantity seemed quite substantial.

After a thorough check, the final score was 640.

pity!

The disciples of the Giant Elephant Sect below couldn't help but sigh.

It was so close.

Although Senior Brother Hua Tianluo is already very capable.

However, he is still somewhat behind Chen Fan of the Crimson Fire Sect.

I won't be winning this year's title.

In this trial ground, only the leader has the highest value.

Aside from the champion, even second or third place is meaningless.

Hua Tianlu also let out a long sigh, accepting his defeat.

The counting continued, and soon the count reached the table of Dong Shengzong Fa Ziming.

His desk was also piled high with spiritual herbs, medicines, and demon beast cores.

However, the final score was only 630-something.

It still can't compare to Chen Fan's score of over 670.

Having defeated two major competitors in a row, Chen Fan's face showed excitement.

You know, this time, in order to win the championship.

He collected a lot of herbs from the disciples of the Crimson Fire Sect.

All for this one competition to become the champion!

He paid a heavy price for this.

He bought each herb at a high price.

That's how they came to a total of 673 points.

But he wasn't the only one who did this.

The same applies to Fa Ziming and Hua Tianluo.

It's just that the disciples of the Crimson Fire Sect are generally stronger than them and contribute more.

Judging from the actions taken in this trial...

Chen Fan felt that the current leader was already a foregone conclusion.

Because Tang Jiannan wasted too much time on the Xuan Tian Snow Lotus.

As a result, all their efforts were in vain, and he was later injured.

He definitely doesn't have as many points as him.

The referee counted the items one by one and soon arrived at Tang Jiannan's desktop.

It's unclear how many points Tang Jiannan will get this year.

"He's the strongest disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect, can he really take first place?"

"I'm afraid it's hopeless. Today, the Tongtian Sword Sect's goal was the Xuan Tian Snow Lotus. But a black dragon appeared instead, and all their efforts were in vain. They didn't get the Xuan Tian Snow Lotus, and Tang Jiannan was even injured."

"I estimate that Tang Jiannan will have a hard time defeating Chen Fan. It seems that this year's champion will be Chen Fan of the Crimson Fire Sect."

The crowd whispered among themselves.

This even brought a smile to the face of Lin Chaoye, the sect leader of the Crimson Fire Sect.

He didn't believe Tang Jiannan had the ability to defeat him.

However, when the referee finished counting Tang Jiannan's herbs, his face was full of shock.

"702 points! Tang Jiannan has 702 points!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

They all looked in disbelief in Tang Jiannan's direction.

At this moment, Tang Jiannan had a refined smile on his face.

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the crowd below and said.

"Gentlemen, you flatter me!"

"That's impossible!"

Upon hearing Tang Jiannan's score announced, Chen Fan's eyes blazed with fury.

"How is that possible! Tang Jiannan, how could a disciple of your Tongtian Sword Sect possibly obtain so many herbs for you?"

He was so angry that he stomped his feet.

Chen Fan was always outshone by Tang Jiannan.

His greatest dream in life was to defeat Tang Jiannan face to face.

He tried during the trial, but still failed.

Now that it's out, it looks like he can use his points to surpass Tang Jiannan and win the championship.

Surprisingly, his score is still higher than his.

"And you, are you mistaken?"

Chen Fan strode over and grabbed the referee by the collar.

"Tell me! You must have miscalculated! He doesn't have that high a score!"

"presumptuous!"

The referee wasn't someone Chen Fan could easily manipulate.

He roared and shoved Chen Fan aside.

The pressure of the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator was immediately released from his body.

"If you dare to be so disrespectful again, believe me, I'll kill you in front of everyone! I don't care which sect's prodigy you are!"

Feeling the referee's imposing aura, Chen Fan finally calmed down.

But he still stared intently at Tang Jiannan.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"What! How did Tang Jiannan do that?"

"The Tongtian Sword Sect clearly doesn't have that many herbs, so how could he possibly reach 702 points?"

At the very top, Lin Chaoye also frowned as he looked down.

He glanced again at Wan Zhenshan, who was calm and composed at the moment.

"Wan Zhenshan, did you already guess that Tang Jiannan would win the championship?"

Wan Zhenshan chuckled and said...

"That's not necessarily true. Like I said, don't rush to pop the champagne before things are finalized."

Lin Chaoye was so angry by Wan Zhenshan's sarcastic remarks that his eyes turned red.

He spoke to the referees below with a stern face.

"Please click again carefully, are you sure you didn't click the wrong thing!"

"right!"

Chen Fan echoed this sentiment.

"Did you order the wrong thing? How could his be taller than mine?"

Left with no other option, the referee had to call it out again.

"That's right. There are indeed over a hundred second-tier spirit herbs, over a hundred third-tier spirit herbs, and over a hundred demon beast inner cores. In total, there are indeed over seven hundred points."

"Damn it! Why are there so many? This can't be!"

Chen Fan still couldn't believe it.

He stared intently at Tang Jiannan, convinced that the guy had definitely cheated.

Tang Jiannan glanced at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.

"Alright, that's enough!"

Seeing that Chen Fan was still relentless, Wan Zhenshan stepped forward.

His cultivation level was the highest in the entire arena.

The moment he spoke, the previously noisy square fell completely silent.

"The points have been tallied. The champion of this trial is Tang Jiannan of the Tongtian Sword Sect. Does anyone have any objections?"

As Wan Zhenshan spoke, his eyes swept over the sect leaders of the other three sects.

The faces of the other three sect leaders were even more unpleasant than if they had eaten shit.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect have once again won the championship.

This shows that the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect have already subtly surpassed their sect.

This is not a good sign.

However, faced with the facts, they had no choice but to agree and indicate that they had no objections.