Sister's training method is not scientific

No one dared to look at Zhao Wuji's face, and they knew that it must be very ugly.

If Yun Jin really wins...

Today, the Star Sect is probably going to undergo some changes.

Several peak masters were silent, some were looking forward to it, some were fearful, and their moods varied.

Ma Hongyu, it's time for the third round. Zhao Wuji said coldly.

Yes. Ma Hongyu's voice was already trembling.

This time the competition is about the number of surviving seedlings after three rounds.

After the first two rounds, Yunjin’s seeds are 100% viable and now have a hundred small buds.

Ye Cheng's seeds were only 60% alive.

Unless he performs exceptionally well in the last round and Yun Jin completely misses, then it is possible to overtake.

It was originally agreed that a total of ten black wood insects would be released in the third round. Zhao Wuji said slowly: I think this is too few.

Zhao Wuji stood up and looked in Yun Jin's direction expressionlessly: Lin Ya, since your apprentice is so capable, she shouldn't mind if it's a little more difficult, right?

Lin Ya frowned, with a vigilant look on his face: If Yun Jin makes it more difficult, it's fine as long as Ye Cheng also makes it more difficult.

In a fair duel, he didn't think Yun Jin had any chance of losing.

Zhao Wuji suddenly laughed: As the leader, Ye Cheng and Yun Jin are both disciples of the Tianxing Sect, so I will naturally treat them equally. So, for this third round, let's put a hundred black wood insects on one side.

At the end of the sentence, Zhao Wuji's face showed a hint of extreme indifference.

One hundred? Ma Hongyu was stunned. He said anxiously: Headmaster, you must not do it. There are so many black woodworms that the two of them cannot solve them. In the end, they will definitely...

As he spoke, Ma Hongyu thought of something, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and he closed his lips and fell silent.

This time.

The competition is for the last remaining germinated seeds.

So……

What if there aren't any left?

What if Yun Jin and Ye Cheng were both wiped out?

If you were thick-skinned, you could call the two of them a draw.

The headmaster must have had this intention in temporarily increasing the number.

The strength of these black wood insects is not high, probably at the level of Qi training period. The difficulty lies in the fact that the small buds are extremely fragile and will wither once they are bitten by a black woodworm once or twice.

Yunjin and the others wanted to kill the black woodworm, but at the same time they couldn't hurt Xiaoya.

The difficulty here is extremely high!

A hundred black woodworms appeared at the same time. Even if they killed one in an instant, it would probably be too late.

These seeds are destined to be destroyed by insects.

Inside.

Yun Jin and Ye Cheng couldn't hear the sound. They were both seriously waiting for the rules of the third round.

But Ma Hongyu couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart.

The seeds they had worked so hard to ripen were destined to be destroyed.

Ma Hongyu really likes planting, otherwise he would not be able to spend decades in the spiritual field.

Zhao Wuji's actions were entirely for the sake of winning, which he could understand.

only……

It's just a little sad.

These plants have become victims of the struggle.

A hundred black woodworms? A trace of anger flashed in Lin Ya's eyes: Headmaster, you have no intention of deciding the outcome! If this spreads out, your dignified headmaster will only use With these little tricks, how can the headmaster lose his face? How can I, the Tianxing Sect, lose face?

Zhao Wuji said calmly: Lin Ya, you said you want to be fair. Isn't this unfair? They are all one hundred. Could it be that I am favoring Ye Cheng?

Don't your disciple think you are very powerful? Zhao Wuji sneered: What if she can create a miracle this time?

Zhao Wuji, you... Lin Ya wanted to say more.

Zhao Wuji's expression turned completely cold: What? Do you have no confidence in your disciples? Or do you just want to go against me? Lin Ya, the sect has raised you for so many years and has been extremely kind to you. You'd better not push yourself too far.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Zhao Wuji's body.

Lin Yasheng was pressed back to his seat, unable to move.

Headmaster. Why be impulsive. Ming Lao narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to relieve Zhao Wuji's oppression.

Zhao Wuji said calmly: Mr. Ming, you have been guarding the library for Tianxing Sect for so many years. I have always been very grateful to you. Tianxing Sect has always emphasized that everyone should perform their own duties. As the leader, naturally He has the right to coordinate the entire sect. Does Mr. Ming feel today that I no longer have the right to make even a small rule?

This time.

Zhao Wuji unexpectedly became strong.

He knew it clearly.

Yunjin cannot win.

Once Yun Jin wins, the consequences will be too disastrous, and he will never bear it!

Even if he would be discussed in the future, he no longer cared.

As long as he firmly controls Lingtian, this Tianxing Sect will still be his Tianxing Sect after all!

This time, Zhao Wuji must carry out his shamelessness to the end.

Ming Lao narrowed his eyes. After all, there was this holy land behind Zhao Wuji. If he didn't even want to lose his face, they would have no better solution for the time being.

Even if he rejected Zhao Wuji's proposal, what if he forced the competition to be suspended?

What can they do?

This is the authority of the leader.

This is what Yunjin is challenging.

But no matter how talented she is and how capable she is of creating miracles, she is still just a small sect disciple in front of Zhao Wuji.

There was an eerie silence.

Several peak masters felt a little regretful.

But he also knew that it was impossible for Zhao Wuji to give up the rights to Lingtian.

Even if there is a heavenly contract restricting him, there are many ways for him to avoid the contract.

Today's competition can probably only be like this.

Why.

This Yunjin...

It almost actually worked.

Unfortunately……

It still cannot match the natural authority of the word shangjiao.

Seeing that no one spoke anymore, Zhao Wuji was very satisfied. He glanced at Lin Ya again: Lin Ya, do you still have any opinions?

Lin Ya's expression changed, revealing a very unwilling expression: You are the headmaster, you have the final say.

Zhao Wuji felt extremely relieved.

Do these clowns think they can actually win?

Even if they win a hundred times, with just one word from him in the end, they will still be completely defeated.

Ma Hongyu, then just go ahead and announce it. Zhao Wuji said calmly.

Yes. Ma Hongyu's voice was trembling.

He turned around and gave some instructions, and soon, a disciple brought out two storage bags.

Inside the storage bag, there were one hundred black woodworms.

Ma Hongyu walked into the barrier with a heavy heart and said slowly: In the third round of the competition, each spiritual field will release a hundred black woodworms. After one stick of incense, the party with the most germinated seeds will win. square.

One hundred?

Yun Jin raised his eyebrows.

interesting.

Ye Cheng's face suddenly turned pale.

One hundred of them, with his ability, it is impossible to solve them all.

With the gnawing ability of the black woodworm, if it cannot be dealt with immediately, this spiritual field may not even grow a single blade of grass!

Master...is there something wrong with this? How could it be a hundred? Ye Cheng's voice trembled.

Ma Hongyu couldn't bear to look at him and just said slowly: Both sides are the same. This competition is fair.

Fair? Yun Jin sneered.