The old man sitting next to Lord Tianyue was relatively steady. Donghuang Pavilion sent him information and gave him a key message, and he told him to be careful of Liu Wuxie.

"According to the previous plan, we will not give Liu Wuxie a chance to survive and launch a life-and-death battle."

Lord Tianyue pondered for a moment and said to everyone.

"Hmph, this kid should not fall into my hands, otherwise I will make him worse than death."

The instructor who just humiliated Sun Xuan sneered, wishing he could start the competition now and tear Liu Wuxie's body to pieces in front of everyone.

...

As time passed day by day, one hundred students practiced inexplicably.

"Did Mentor Liu make a mistake? Since we represent the poison technique competition, why don't we teach us the great poison technique?"

The man sitting next to Qi Wen complained, why did Mentor Liu ask them to train them every day to identify poisons and avoid the attack of poison needles?

"We can follow the training of Teacher Liu. We have not had much time, so we will continue to practice."

Qi Wen told him not to complain, stand up and continue to devote himself to the cultivation.

If Liu Wuxie wants to win the Qingyan Taoist temple, he can only take shortcuts and there is no shortcut to take.

In front of Liu Wuxie, there were more than a dozen mentors standing, representing the mentors to fight.

"You just need to keep a steady foothold in the mentor competition, and you don't need to be competitive. You can lose a few games when necessary. Our ultimate goal is to win the entire competition."

Liu Wuxie said to these mentors.

The mentors present were all older than Liu Wuxie, but they had to obey Liu Wuxie's arrangements, which felt a bit funny.

"We will strictly follow the plan assigned by Instructor Liu."

Yi Zhong patted his chest and promised that he was like a second spring. After being selected, he became more than teenagers younger.

The distance between the big game is getting closer and closer, and the venue built in the valley is coming to an end.

Most monks in Donghuang City have already gone to seize the good position in advance.

Major sects also sent experts to observe.

Ye Guhai arrived a day in advance and came to Qingyan Dojo. He met Ye Linghan and Liu Wuxie, and signaled them to relax.

Even if they lose the competition, with the city lord's mansion, Tianyue Taoist Temple will not do anything to them.

It is equivalent to giving Liu Wuxie a shot in a heart-wrenching manner.

After three days of sleepless practice, the 100 students have not been transformed, but the momentum that each person exudes is different.

During this period, Liu Wuxie also focused on some people, and everyone gained a lot.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the Qingyan Dojo became extremely lively, and one hundred people who were closed for training appeared in everyone's sight.

The students who were not selected were envious.

"Wuxie, the Lord has set out, and you will lead the team to the designated area."

Zuo Yang appeared, walked to Liu Wuxie and whispered.

Now, Liu Wuxie is hosting the entire Qingyan Taoist temple, and even Zuo Yang has to cooperate with it.

"Start on the 10-mile slope!"


Chapter completed!