Although Zhuang Hong was arrogant, he was one of the best among the successive disciples. Since he had already lost, the others would naturally not go up and suffer.

Wan Qingbo’s spiritual power was higher than Zhuang Hong’s, but he did not come this time, so none of the other successive disciples went up on the stage.

Master Ouyang’s face was so gloomy that it was about to drip. Although Xiao Yue from the Flying Flower Island had lost, the Flying Flower Island wasn’t famous for sword arts, so it didn’t matter.

However, their nameless sword sect was different. It could be imagined that if such news was spread out, their nameless sword sect would simply make people laugh their heads off.

Hei xinjiu, who was watching the show at the wonton stall, rolled her eyes. A sinister smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she hopped out of the wonton stall.

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Master Ouyang and the others were dumbfounded when they saw Yun chujiu step onto the stage! Wasn’t she just rushing up to get beaten up? !

Even Zhuang Hong was no match for that middle-aged man. How could a small fry like her defeat the strong?

That middle-aged man sized up yun chujiu and said, “Even the successor disciple of your nameless sword sect’s sect master is no match for me. You, a trash at the second level of the spirit realm, want to compete with me?”

Yun Chujiu said with a smile, “So what if I’m at the second level of the spirit realm? “Although I’m at the second level of the spirit realm, I’m still the successor disciple of the sect master! “Moreover, I’m the last disciple. The sect master’s sword technique has already been passed down to me. That Zhuang Hong is just a decoration.”

Master Ouyang almost fell to the ground when he heard that. When did he take her in as a successor disciple? Closed-door disciple? Nonsense! Shameless!

Island Master Qi was also stunned. He looked at the stiff-faced master ouyang curiously. “Master Ouyang, did you really take that Yun Chujiu in as a closed-door disciple? If that’s the case, you can’t take in other disciples in the future.”

Master Ouyang’s heart was like a beeping dog. What Bullsh * t last disciple? ? ! He had never taken her in at all, okay? ! !

However, he couldn’t directly deny that Yun Chujiu was a disciple of the nameless sword sect and had told such a big lie in front of everyone. In the end, the nameless sword sect was still the one who lost face. After all, that little girl was famous for being thick-skinned.

Moreover, he still had a sliver of hope in his heart. If Yun chujiu could really defeat that middle-aged man, she could announce to the public that she was his disciple and save some face.

Therefore, he pretended not to hear island master Qi’s words and did not say anything. In this way, he could attack, retreat, and defend. He would wait until the end of the competition to see the result.

On the stage, Hei Xinjiu saw that Master Ouyang did not jump out to deny her words. She was very happy in her heart. She had been worried that the old man, Master Ouyang, would not let her go. Now, she would kill him first and report to him later. Once the rice is cooked, the rice is cooked!

Zhuang Hong, who was recuperating, heard Yun Chujiu’s words and was about to retort when Qu Fang, who was standing next to him, reacted quickly and knocked him out with a hand knife.

Elder gu saw everything clearly, and the corner of his eyes twitched. This disciple of his had always followed the rules and never done anything out of line. Now, he actually dared to plot against Zhuang Hong. He must have been led astray by that little girl, Yun Chujiu!

The middle-aged man on the competition stage was also shocked. However, he quickly said with disdain, “Is there no one left in your nameless sword sect or is your sect master blind? He actually took in a good-for-nothing like you as his last disciple.”