"A piece of cake will definitely succeed."

Yun Yang said firmly.

Another day, the competition between Jiuzun Mansion and Fengming Gate opened again.

It was said that it was a competition between the two sects, but in fact, it was only a competition between the disciples of the Nine Lords' Mansion; but Yun Yang still issued a notice on Fengming Sect, and the name was still a competition between the two sects.

Whether they come or not is the business of their Fengming Sect's senior management. It doesn't matter if they don't come, but they must be well-regarded.

To Yun Yang's surprise, the senior management of Fengming Sect probably wanted to test the level of progress of their disciples, and actually led two thousand disciples to come.

The top leaders of the two factions did not intervene in this battle, but Yun Xiuxin Bai Yexing and others served as judges. After all, it was just a contest between disciples who had just entered the Taoist practice. Whether it was the Jiuzun Mansion or the senior officials of Fengming Sect, as the referee judges, they were all useless, which was not nice to say.

This competition consisted of 100 small venues and took turns to fight; but what left Feng Ming’s face lost... Feng Ming and others only occupied one in total, and it was the tenth place in the last place!

"The same environment, the same teaching, and even our Fengming Sect technique is stronger than the Jiuzun Mansion, why do we still have such results?"

With such questions and grievances, after the Fengmingmen returned, they further urged them on the basis of the original basis.

Little did they know that those disciples who were selected to Fengming Sect were even more depressed and muttered to themselves.

"As expected, we really can't compare to that in the past..."

"I just knew that these guys were not good... I mislead people's children and were very tired..."

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On the Jiuzun Mansion, Yun Xiuxin and others were furious.

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Chapter completed!