The Group A finals ended.
Although Sun Mucheng suppressed his opponent throughout the entire match, he was still judged to have lost the match by the referee.
"This … …"
Xiao Ziji was dumbfounded.
From the battle just now, Sun Mucheng suppressed his opponent in terms of technique and strength. If he hadn't been stopped multiple times, the outcome would have been decided long ago.
"Patriarch."
Xiao Ziji broke down and transmitted his voice: "This fight is too fake!"
Jun Changxiao said: "There's something wrong with this referee!"
Referees could be bribed to make unfair judgments.
However, what Gou Sheng couldn't understand was that anyone with discerning eyes could see that there was a conspiracy, but why did the audience turn a blind eye to it? Were they all blind?
"I knew that the Young City Lord was strong, he really won the Group A championship."
"The Young City Lord has amazing talent and physique at such a young age, it would be easy for him to enter the Wu Tang Competition."
Young City Lord?
The son of Lin Yuan City's City Lord?
Jun Changxiao finally understood that no matter who came up in the Group A finals, the script had already been written.
Cruel reality.
The martial artists in the venue cheered loudly for the Group A winners, but no one noticed the dejected Sun Mucheng walking down the stage, like an orphan abandoned by the whole world.
"I could have won, but why did I lose … …" He kept repeating this sentence, his mood extremely low.
"The reason is simple."
Suddenly, an old voice sounded in his ear: "You don't have a backer."
Jun Changxiao definitely couldn't miss such a good opportunity, so he immediately started bluffing.
Sun Mucheng instantly realized that the voice came from the black-clothed man who called himself Senior Tong Gu, so he hurriedly looked up, but couldn't find him in the venue.
"This world is full of unfairness, what you've encountered is just the tip of the iceberg." Jun Changxiao continued to transmit his voice: "So, if you want to achieve more, you have to go to a fair place and receive fair treatment."
"… …"
Sun Mucheng was silent.
"I object, I object!"
At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly rang out amidst the praises, causing the entire venue to instantly quiet down.
Sun Mucheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black-robed man standing up from the edge of the spectator stand. Sitting beside him was the cultivator he had defeated in the town.
"Everyone."
Jun Changxiao placed his hand on his chest and asked, "Doesn't your heart hurt?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao pointed at Sun Mucheng, who seemed to have been abandoned, and said with righteous indignation, "He was clearly in the lead in the battle just now, but in the end, the champion was given to his opponent. This is simply the greatest irony to martial arts!"
"You!"
"Not only did he turn a blind eye to it, he even applauded the winner. This kind of behavior is really distressing!"
Everyone fell silent.
The person in charge of Wu Tang, who was handing out the winners' medals, said in a deep voice, "Kid, are you openly questioning my Wu Tang assessment?!"
"Bah!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Please, don't insult the word 'martial' anymore!"
"Patriarch …"
Ye Xingchen pulled his sleeve and said telepathically, "We agreed to keep a low profile. You must control yourself!"
"Control my ass!"
Jun Changxiao roared, "All the young people who came to participate in the assessment have worked hard for seven or eight years, but in the end, they were all rejected because of one word. What kind of f * cking fairness is this?!"
Sun Mucheng, who was still very strong, suddenly burst into tears.
He was not crying because he was judged to have lost, but because someone stood up for him when he was abandoned.
Jun Changxiao looked over and said with a serious expression, "Even if you lost this match in everyone's eyes, you won in my eyes. You won fair and square, and you won with a clear conscience!"
"Kid!"
The person in charge of Wu Tang pulled a long face and said, "I think you're here to make trouble, right?"
Of course.
With Gou Sheng's bad temper, if he did not cause trouble for three days, he would definitely go overboard. Moreover, if he did not seek some excitement, how could he live up to his identity as a disciple of a Taixuan elder?
"Such a high standard martial arts event, but you did such a despicable and dirty thing." Jun Changxiao raised his ticket and said angrily, "My money died in vain!"
"Throw him out!" the person in charge of Wu Tang shouted.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The martial artists in charge of the venue's security rushed over.
"No need!"
Jun Changxiao said, "I'll leave on my own!"
After that, he left with Xiao Ziji and Ye Xingchen.
"Kid!"
When they reached the entrance, Jun Changxiao turned his head and looked at Sun Mucheng, saying, "This Wu Tang is not worth your time. If you want to become stronger, you can come to the Sect of All Times and find me!"
After being filled with righteous indignation for a long time, he finally revealed his fox tail.
"Sect of All Times?"
The martial artists in the venue immediately started discussing.
News about this sect had been spreading like wildfire in the city recently.
The security guards who were about to take action and quickly drive Gou Sheng out suddenly hesitated, because they heard that even profound sects like the Imperial Sword Profound Sect and the Sharp Blade Profound Sect had suffered.
Wu Tang was quite famous in Lin Yuan City, but in the end, it was just a non-powerful organization, and there was still a big gap between it and a profound sect.
"Who are you!"
Sun Mucheng shouted.
Jun Changxiao stopped, and under the contrast of various special effects, his imposing back appeared, saying, "The Patriarch of the Sect of All Times!"
"I will go!"
Sun Mucheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, saying, "I will go to the Sect of All Times!"
… …
Outside Lin Yuan City.
Jun Changxiao walked quickly with his two disciples, feeling as if they had caused big trouble and would be unlucky if they didn't slip away immediately.
"Don't be a coward!"
The system said, "Bring out the aura from just now!"
"Get lost!"
Jun Changxiao cursed in his heart, then returned to the sect as fast as he could.
Lin Yuan Academy still had to continue with the B and C group competitions, so he didn't have the time to take care of this guy who interrupted him midway, so he was able to let him safely return to the Aeon Immortal Mountain.
"It's too dark."
Thinking back to the competition he had witnessed earlier, Jun Changxiao sat in the main hall and said seriously, "Since my Sect of All Times has come to the Upper Realm, we will never let a genius be covered in dust!"
"Patriarch."
The next day, Li Qingyang walked in and said, "There is a young man called Sun Mucheng at the foot of the mountain who wants to see you."
"So fast?"
Jun Changxiao was a little surprised, but he said seriously, "Let him in."
… …
Sect of All Times, in the main hall.
Sun Mucheng was brought in by Li Qingyang. When he saw Jun Changxiao sitting at the head of the table, he was able to confirm, "Are you really the Patriarch of the Sect of All Times?"
At the venue, he was quite doubtful, but after thinking about it, he still decided to go to Feng Qi Immortal Mountain. After all, when he heard Second Uncle talk about this sect, he already had a strong interest in it.
The main reason was that he couldn't enter Wu Tang because of shady dealings. He didn't have the face to go back to his hometown, so he could only come here.
Simply put.
Let's just go with the flow!
"Why would I lie to you?" Jun Changxiao said.
Swish!
Sun Mucheng cupped his hands and said, "Patriarch, please accept me as your disciple!"
"I don't accept disciples, I only accept disciples."
"Disciples are fine too!"
"Qingyang, give me the entry form."
After the most traditional entrance inquiry, Jun Changxiao immediately stamped the sect seal and said, "From now on, you are a disciple of the Sect of All Times."
"I'm a disciple already?" Sun Mucheng was a little confused.
As far as he knew, joining a sect and entering Wu Tang had to go through the assessment process, and it was even stricter than that. However, he was accepted just by saying his name and address. It seemed a little too childish.
Sun Mucheng didn't know that he didn't go through the assessment process because he had defeated the core disciple Ye Xingchen in Still Water Town.
… …
The Sect of All Times welcomed its first disciple after ascending to the Upper Realm. According to the sect's culture, he must be given special treatment, so Su Xiaomo and Li Fei had been waiting in the training field with happy footballs.
After a while.
Sun Mucheng walked out of the main hall.
"He's coming, he's coming!"
Li Tiantian, who was in charge of sentry duty, immediately transmitted his voice.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, two happy footballs flew toward him in an arc, carrying a very strong force!
"Hmm?"
Sun Mucheng frowned and dashed forward. His whole body soared into the air and he kicked the ball back with both of his legs. "Bang! Bang!" sounds were heard as he kicked the ball back.
"F * ck!"
Boom! Boom!
Su Xiaomo and Ye Xingchen didn't dodge in time. One was kicked in the face, the other in the stomach, and then sank into the wall in the distance.
"So … so … he's an expert …"
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