Hong Changtian glared at Yun Yang and said hatefully, "Yun Yang, don't go too far when we meet again in the future. I advise you not to go too far."
Yun Yang replied coldly, "Too much? I only know that this is the rule, and I can't go beyond the rule. Residence of Nine Supremes has never taken the last place in the lower-class Celestial Luck Banner seriously. "
"What do you want to do has anything to do with us?" Hong Changtian cried angrily.
Yun Yang's face turned amiable as he smiled and said, "Has Sect Leader Hong lost his mind? Or are you deliberately playing dumb? Let me make it clearer. The rule is that if we want to continue the challenge, we need to win all five matches. Of course, we have to fight all five matches. If you don't want to fight, you can say it here and admit defeat in the remaining two matches. We need to win all five matches and continue the challenge! "
Hong Changtian said gloomily, "It's impossible for me to admit defeat!"
Yun Yang smiled and said, "If you don't want to admit defeat, then let's fight. What else is there to say?"
Hong Changtian's eyes were bloodshot. When he turned his head to look, he saw that his disciples were all dejected and their eyes were blank. Everyone's spirit seemed to have disappeared with the consecutive defeats in the previous three matches.
'Are these still my disciples?!'
They were clearly a group of walking corpses who had lost their minds and souls!
Usually, 'out of their wits' was just an adjective, but at this moment, it was the most appropriate description!
Hong Changtian gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Residence of Nine Supremes insists on continuing the fight. Who will defeat their disciples?"
All the disciples looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything for a long time.
"Yue Qingfeng!" Hong Changtian simply called out his name.
Yue Qingfeng was the sect leader's disciple of Cangwu Union, as well as the number one expert among its disciples.
In the crowd, a handsome young man with a pale face looked up and said blankly, "The Celestial Luck Banner has been lost … What's the point of fighting or not, winning or losing this match?"
"May I ask, Sect Leader, what's the point of this match?"
Yue Qingfeng looked up with tears on his face. "Is it for the honor of our sect? Or is it for the survival of the Celestial Luck Banner? Or is it just to stop Residence of Nine Supremes from winning all the matches? "
Hong Changtian was enraged. "We are martial artists. How can we be afraid of battle? The opponent has already challenged us. Don't tell me that Cangwu's disciples don't even have the courage? "
With tears streaming down his face, he said, "This match is futile! I'd rather help Residence of Nine Supremes and let them challenge for a higher position! The advancement of the Celestial Luck Banner's rank has been my dream for a long time. It's a pity that I haven't been able to wait for this opportunity after all these years. "
"Since the Residence of Nine Supremes has such a lofty ambition, I don't want to let others' dreams fall under my sword."
"My dream is already difficult to achieve. I hope that someone in the future can obtain this special honor!"
Before his voice had died away, Yue Qingfeng leaped into the ring and announced loudly, "I'm Yue Qingfeng from Cangwu Faction, and I'm representing Cangwu Faction in this disciple battle!"
Then, he straightened his body and shouted, "I admit defeat!"
Before his voice could fade away, Yue Qingfeng threw his head back and laughed wildly. "My long-cherished wish in my life is to participate in the Battle of Inner Disciples as the representative of Cangwu Union. I want to fight for the promotion of our sect once in this arena. I didn't expect that when I finally stand here, all I want to do is admit defeat! But no matter what, this disciple will die here once! "
Yue Qingfeng choked with tears and snot. Then, he slashed the longsword in his hand across his neck.
With a puff, Yue Qingfeng's head shot up into the sky, spinning in the air.
It could be said that Yue Qingfeng had used all of his strength in this sword strike. The head flew more than a hundred feet into the air and fell down after dozens of breaths. The moment it rolled on the ground, its white teeth opened and closed, and it bit the ground hard!
At this point, the head finally stopped moving. However, this situation could be said to be extremely tragic.
Everyone was shocked by this!
The disciples of Cangwu Union were dumbfounded as they looked at the corpse that stood still in the arena.
Huo Yunfeng sighed and said, "Cangwu Union has such a disciple, but it doesn't have a worthy elder … What a pity!"
There was a flash of light.
Yue Qingfeng came back to life with his head back, but he stood there in a daze for a long time. Then, with a wild laugh, he walked toward his junior brothers and sisters without looking back. When he reached the crowd, he kept his head down and did not say a word, but tears kept flowing down his cheeks.
"Formation match!"
Hong Changtian was furious. "Everyone in Cangwu Union will fight with all our strength! We won't let Residence of Nine Supremes win easily!"
Gao Danyun heaved a long sigh and said, "Our sect has no hope in a formation match. We admit defeat. Changtian, let's go. Don't make a fool of yourself here! Others can snatch the position of Supremes from us, and we may be able to snatch it back from them in the future. There's no need to be obsessed now. "
Then, he shouted, "Cangwu Union admits defeat! We won't start the formation match!"
On the high platform …
Huo Yunfeng said, "Cangwu Union has lost two matches, and Residence of Nine Supremes has won all five matches!"
"Everyone in Cangwu Union, you can leave now," he said coldly.
Yue Qingfeng suddenly stood up and said loudly, "This disciple wants to watch the match here and see how far Residence of Nine Supremes can go. May I ask your permission, honorable emissary?"
"Whether or not there will be a battle later is the Celestial Luck Sect's business," Huo Yunfeng said coldly. "You have lost the Celestial Luck Banner, so you are no longer qualified to stay here. What right do mere ants have to watch the battle between experts above the clouds?"
With a wave of his sleeve, he said, "Leave now!"
Hong Changtian bowed his head and beckoned his disciples to leave.
Everyone had gone far away, but Yue Qingfeng still stood straight in his place, staring at the flat square in front of him with a look of longing in his eyes.
"Qingfeng!"
Hong Changtian turned around and shouted.
Yue Qingfeng closed his eyes, and two more drops of tears fell to the ground. Then, he turned and flew away without looking back. The people from his own sect didn't even stop when they passed by. They didn't even look at him, they just swaggered off.
…
On the high platform, Huo Yunfeng said, "The winner of the Celestial Luck Banner is blessed by the Celestial Luck Banner. People of Residence of Nine Supremes, please take your seats!"
The so-called seats meant that the people of Residence of Nine Supremes could climb to the empty grandstand that originally belonged to Cangwu Union.
Yun Yang waved his hand and said faintly, "Let's clean up."
A stream of sparkling and bright water appeared out of thin air as if responding to a summon. It quickly washed all the seats clean.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go to the place where we are temporarily. It's definitely not the place where we will stay!"
The disciples were extremely excited as they followed their masters forward. As they moved forward, they were full of spirit and pride.
Shi Wuchen and the others looked at the empty platform, and their eyes were red with envy.
'The Celestial Luck Banner!
We finally got it! '
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