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Chapter 1111

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While they were still fretting over what to do, the other side actually said, "No deployment, it doesn't matter!"

Sure to win?!

Invincible with me?

F * ck, is the gap so huge? Can't you be more arrogant?

That night, the Golden Cauldron Sect held a meeting until midnight. Everyone still felt helpless, unable to advance or retreat.

Only one of the higher-ups came up with a countermeasure that seemed to give them some hope. Everyone went up and found an opportunity to self-detonate, taking the opponent's mystical beast and their opponent down with them at once. This could ensure a draw.

However, only the Golden Cauldron Three Elders were qualified and capable of accomplishing this.

If all three elders self-detonated, they could get three draws, but what about the fourth and fifth matches?

What could the Golden Cauldron Sect rely on to fight for a draw or a victory?

When it came to the ascension battle of lower-class Celestial Luck Banners, the Residence of Nine Supremes no longer needed to win all five matches. As long as they could gain an advantage in the number of matches won, they would win. Three draws were not very useful!

Moreover, the three draws needed a reason, which meant that the three elders could only handle the three matches if the backbone of the sect decided to take the initiative!

How should they deal with the next two matches then?

They would give up the match of formations, and the match of sect leaders …

Wei Tao estimated that his cultivation base and Yun Yang's should be on par, and he might not win even if he fought them head-on. Moreover, the opponent had the mystical beast to support him, so he had no chance of winning either.

The next match of disciples would be even less likely to win due to the mystical beast factor …

F * ck!

Thinking about it …

Even if they managed to get three draws in the first three matches, they would still lose the last two matches, and the result would still be no hope of winning!

How could they fight then?

The crowd was so melancholic that they almost wanted to kill themselves.

The eldest of the Golden Cauldron Three Elders, Qu Xiaofeng, frowned. "I've lived for more than three thousand years and I've been through many storms, but I've never encountered such a thing … This is … strange!"

His words enraged the crowd, and they began to curse Beast Trainer Sect in unison!

"It's all the fault of those fools from Beast Trainer Sect. Their smarts have led to the current situation!"

"It's obvious that he can't beat his opponent. He's already lost all three battles, yet he still refuses to admit defeat. Instead, he has the cheek to suggest a free battle … This is a self-destructive bastard!"

"If they hadn't reminded the Residence of Nine Supremes, we wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"I'm really mad!"

"Those bastards from the Beast Control Sect will definitely die a horrible death. Once the Battle of the Imperial Banner is over, I will definitely not let them go!"

"…"

Wei Tao rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Guys, don't curse the Beast Trainer Sect for now … After this battle, I'll take the lead and stop them halfway and beat them up. I can even kill them all … The problem now is us … What should we do?!"

As soon as he said this, everyone immediately fell silent.

What to do?

We've been discussing this issue for an entire night. If we knew what to do, would we still need to curse like this?

"Tomorrow, I will represent you in the Battle of the Pinnacle." Qu Xiaofeng sighed helplessly. "Let's try our best to stall for a while. If it really doesn't work, then we'll find an opportunity to self-detonate … Everything can wait until then."

"If I am lucky enough to win, then we still have a chance."

"If I can't win, I'll also try to self-detonate and drag the opponent down with me to a draw."

"Let's see if we can get lucky after the first three rounds …"

"But if I can't kill the opponent even with my self-detonation …" Qu Xiaofeng sighed bitterly. "Then we'll just admit defeat. If we continue to fight, we'll only embarrass ourselves even more. "

Everyone lowered their heads and thought for a moment, realizing that this seemed to be the only feasible solution at the moment.

He could only … take it one step at a time and see how it goes.

Qu Xiaofeng was right.

If he did his best and won in the end, or even if he could not win, there would still be a point in fighting in the future with his self-detonation. However, if even his self-detonation could not kill the opponent, then everything would be meaningless.

It was still meaningful to put up a stubborn resistance when there was a chance. If there was no chance at all and he still insisted on fighting, then he would only be embarrassing himself and making a fool of himself!

At this moment, Wei Tao's shiny head looked a little dispirited. He took two quick breaths and said, "This is the only thing we can do … Sigh! Everyone, get some rest … We'll see what happens tomorrow. "

"Uncle-Master, Golden Cauldron Sect will rely on your strength." When everyone had left, Wei Tao looked at Qu Xiaofeng pitifully. He suddenly felt that his state of mind had become much bleaker in the middle of the night.

Qu Xiaofeng heaved a long sigh and said, "I'll do my best!"

"I thought that we could climb to the middle-class ranks of the Celestial Luck Banners this time, a feat that no one in Golden Cauldron Sect has ever done …" Qu Xiaofeng's sigh was filled with helplessness. "Who would have thought that we might not even be able to secure the first place of the lower-class …"

Wei Tao blinked his eyes and coughed. "We might still be able to secure the first place of the lower-class …"

Qu Xiaofeng perked up and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wei Tao's face suddenly flushed as he said embarrassedly, "Uncle-Master's understanding of the ranking of the Celestial Luck Banners is a little biased. If Residence of Nine Supremes defeats us, not only will they become the chief disciple of the lower-class Celestial Luck Banners, they will also have the qualification to challenge the middle-class Celestial Luck Banners. With Residence of Nine Supremes' comprehensive combat strength, even we are no match for them. I believe the last place of the middle-class Celestial Luck Banners will also be hard to deal with …"

"In other words, the last place among the original mid-class Celestial Luck Banners is bound to fall to the lower-class sects, but the sects with the original lower-class Celestial Luck Banners have the right to challenge the sects with the lower-class Celestial Luck Banners once … Although this rule exists, it is rarely used, but it suits us perfectly. As long as we can defeat the eliminated sect, we will still be the first place among the lower-class sects, and we might even have a chance to advance to the mid-class Celestial Luck Banner. Three years later, we still have a chance …"

As Wei Tao spoke, his voice became softer and softer. In the end, it was almost inaudible.

Qu Xiaofeng blinked his eyes, his mouth slightly open as he stared at his Sect Leader Martial Nephew.

In truth, Qu Xiao Feng was already frightened by his Sect Master Martial Nephew's words!

What a far-sighted and farsighted man!

Now, he was already thinking about what would happen after he lost, and he had even thought about it for a few steps. The Residence of Nine Supremes would actually defeat him and ascend to the middle-class class, then compete with the sect that was eliminated from the middle-class class for the first place, and even had the idea of competing for the mid-class Celestial Luck Banner three years later …

He really had to say …

"Martial Nephew." Qu Xiaofeng's eyes gleamed with curiosity. He spoke slowly, "It has been so many years, this old man has been watching you since you were still wearing diapers … but I've never realized that you are actually such a strange flower that seizes the heaven and earth …"

Wei Tao blushed. "Martial Uncle."

Qu Xiaofeng coughed and said, "If you were to play chess, you would definitely be invincible. Y-y-you … You take one step and look three steps ahead, at least look three steps ahead. "

Wei Tao lowered his head.

'F * cking old thing, I really don't want to talk to you.

Your ability to insult others is the real strange flower in this world! '



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