"This little Taoist fellow Taoist, Li Kaiyang, who do you come from, and who is your master?" asked Zhong Lin's last opponent, the fourth-level talisman master.

"Hello Master Li, I'm not invisible. I haven't officially entered the Taoist sect yet, but I have mastered Zhang Zhong and have already joined the Iron Crown Sect." Zhong Lin answered very politely.

"Iron Crown Gate? Zhang Zhong?" Li Kaiyang, a fourth-level talisman master, changed his expression after hearing Zhong Lin's words, and then said, "Since the little fellow Taoist has concealed something, please do it."

The fourth-level talisman master Li Kaiyang obviously doesn't believe that such a young and highly skilled person would come from a small sect that he had never heard of.

Zhong Lin did not explain any more. After confirming that the other party was ready, he began to attack.

"Level 4?! Do you think this little Taoist can win?" A first-level talisman master asked another first-level talisman master beside him.

"I think it's so bad. After all, I'm a level 4 talisman master. Although I'm only one level higher than a level 3 talisman master, I'm much stronger than a level 3 talisman master in terms of attack power and defense."

"I don't agree with your opinion. Everything is absolutely absolutely true. According to what you say, the low-level talisman master will not have a chance to win. What's the point! I'm optimistic about this first-level talisman master, and you can wait and see, my sixth sense tells me that miracles will happen to him!"

"Youyou, just brag. Look, you can do it. You have the sixth sense. Why don't you have the seventh sense? No matter how powerful he is, he can still make a big splash. He can't enter the Wizards Pavilion!"

"Hey, where is the Wizard Pavilion you are talking about?" Shan Ying leaned forward and asked as he listened to the conversation between the two little Taoists.

The two little Taoists looked at Shanying and frowned at the same time. One of the little Taoists said: "As the name suggests, the Wizard Pavilion is a place for the 'Big Wizards'. It's a pity that it has been more than a hundred years since the construction of the Wizard Pavilion, only our Grand Master "Old God" and the current Spectator have entered the Wizard Pavilion!"

"That's the case, then our boss must be the third one!" Shan Ying said with a smile.

"What? Your boss! You said that you are attacking your boss now?" The little Taoist priest said, looking up and down at Shanying and continued: "You think it's so easy to enter the Wizard Pavilion, but it's harder for novices than climbing to the sky! You know, Zhenren Feng, who just presided over the seal ceremony for you, he..."

The little Taoist priest was talking and was suddenly interrupted by a light cough. When he turned around, he saw that the owner of the voice was Feng Zhenren's proud disciple - Zhuo Yihang, the fifth-level talisman master. At this moment, he was standing beside the little Taoist priest with a blue face and staring at him.

The two little Taoists quickly shrank their heads and turned around and crawled out of the crowd.

Zhuo Yihang turned his head and looked at Shanying, let out a soft hum from his nose, and then said, "How did the person in charge of registration do it today? Why did everyone let in!"

When Shanying heard this, he rushed to his forehead in a hurry and wanted to rush forward, but fortunately he was grabbed by Mr. Zhang next to him.

It turned out that there were only a few people still in the competition. Mr. Zhang and Taoist Zizhu had already finished all the competitions and came over to help Zhong Lin.

"Old Zhang, have you finished the competition?" Shan Ying saw that Mr. Zhang was coming, and the expression on his face immediately turned cloudy and turned sunny. He smiled and continued, "What's the result?"

"It's not bad, four wins and one draw!" Old Master Zhang's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Shan Ying immediately smiled as soon as he heard this and said, "Old Zhang, no, no, no, master, you are so powerful, that is to say, that proud disciple Feng Zhenren can only tie you? You are so powerful! Come on, I'll give the master a massage!"

Shanying was talking while pretending to give Mr. Zhang a massage. Mr. Zhang had already seen his thoughts thoroughly and felt funny, so he let him go.

"Who is it? What's wrong! My master casually called Zhenren Feng's proud disciple. By the way, Zhuo Hang's draw." Shan Ying said to Zhuo Yihang.

"That's Zhuo Yihang." Zhang Zisheng, who was standing beside him, pulled the corner of Lashanying's clothes and said in a low voice.

"What? What did you say? He is Zhuo Yihang? No! It doesn't seem to be very good." Shan Ying said to Zhang Zisheng, but the voice was enough for people within twenty meters to hear it clearly.

In fact, Shan Ying had known that the man was Zhuo Yihang, but when he saw the two little Taoist priests, he was like a mouse or a cat, he must have been angry with him a lot. In addition, Zhuo Yihang came up and spoke rudely to him, so he deliberately wanted to anger him.

Zhuo Yihang's face turned red and purple because of anger. He stared at Shan Ying with his eyes, then closed his eyes slightly and exhaled a long breath...

At this time, Li Kaiyang, the fourth-level talisman master who was competing with Zhong Lin, had already admitted defeat, which means that Zhong Lin had won four games in a row! His next opponent was Zhuo Yihang, who had just been half-dead by Shan Ying.

"What I said before? Fellow Daoist Zhong has won four games now, and he has won all the talisman masters with higher levels than his level, one level two, two level three, and one level four. Such a result is enough to make him become a talisman master directly. And according to the rules, if he wins again in the end..." Zhang Zisheng was excited when he suddenly found that Zhuo Yihang was staring at him with wide eyes, unable to help but raise his hand and touch his stomach, then swallowed, and swallowed it back when he reached his mouth. He did not forget that Zhuo Yihang almost made his stomach hurt.

"Tell me quickly. According to the rules, what would happen if our boss won another level 5 talisman master?" Shan Ying ignored that and then asked. But Zhang Zisheng never dared to speak again. I don't know if it was due to the sequelae of pain, but he seemed to feel his stomach hurt again now.

"No need to ask him, I remember it! If the boss wins another level 5 talisman master, then he can choose whether to continue to participate in the subsequent level 6 and level 6 or above. If that is true, the boss will likely become the disciple of the spectator." said the plum blossom bird beside him.

"Damn, it's so cool, come on, boss!" Shan Ying screamed excitedly.

The reason why Zhuo Yihang had a blue face as soon as he came up was because he thought he had drawn a lottery this time, with three of the first-level talisman masters among the five opponents, and the other two were a second-level talisman master and a third-level talisman master. He thought he could easily advance and become the elite class of the sixth-level talisman master - Zixia Palace. However, what he did not expect was that he only won three games in the previous four games, and tied with a ninety-three-year-old first-level talisman master. Although he could ensure his qualifying as long as he won the last first-level talisman master, he always felt that he had a more striking feeling!

What made Zhuo Yihang even more depressed was that although his last opponent was just a new first-class talisman master, he seemed to be an absolute dark horse. He even suspected that Zhong Lin's ability was learned from Mr. Zhang.

"Friends, congratulations on winning four consecutive games. Next is a competition between us." Zhuo Yihang walked up to Zhong Lin and said. Although he was called Friends Zhong Lin, he was actually less than 30 years old. It was precisely because of his outstanding performance in the younger generation that he became Feng Zhenren's proud disciple. At the same time, he also attached great importance to becoming Feng Zhenren's proud disciple that he became a little arrogant and arrogant and arrogant.

"Since that's the case, please prepare Brother Zhuo. I'm going to start chanting the stomachache curse." Zhong Lin said.

"I'm ready, you can start anytime." Zhuo Yihang's face was still not very good-looking, and he said coldly.

Zhong Lin signaled the Taoist priest who was responsible for the timing to start the timing, and then he muttered something in his mouth and started to recite the curse of stomachache.

"You said Fellow Daoist Zhong can still win..." A new talisman master on the side, who was also an outer disciple, said a few words, suddenly widened his eyes because he found that Zhuo Yifan had raised his hand. What does it mean?!

"Stop, stop! I admit defeat!" As Zhuo Yihang's words fell, looking at Zhuo Yihang's pale face and sweat beads as big as mung beans, everyone in the audience was stunned.

...

"This, this is the end?!"

"Hey, how many seconds?" A newly-received talisman master asked the little Taoist priest who was in charge of the timing.

The little Taoist priest who was in charge of the record then blinked his eyes twice, closed the mouth that could be stuffed into a duck egg, and said, "I, I forgot to count the time."

The little Taoist priest pressed the timer as he said, then said, "Two, twenty seconds!"

"I went, I actually forgot the timing. I guess it would not exceed ten seconds." said an outer disciple.

"I don't think it's five seconds. I even blinked my eyes and the competition ended." Another outer disciple said.

Nowadays, the inner disciples look at me, and I see that you can't speak. Because each of them knew in their hearts that although Zhuo Yihang was a little arrogant, his strength was indeed very strong. If there were rules for this year before, he might have become a level 5 or above talisman master. However, such a "genius"-like existence actually lost to a new talisman master within a few seconds. He was simply a ghost!

The fourth-level talisman master Li Kaiyang and the other three talisman masters who had competed with Zhong Lin seemed to understand in their hearts at this moment. Perhaps Zhong Lin deliberately wanted to save face for them, so he took such a long time to attack them, or in other words, he did not launch an attack in the three or four minutes before him...
Chapter completed!