Chapter 429
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Elder Mo frowned immediately and looked away from Ye Qingtang without giving any response.
Ye Qingtang was only a reserve disciple. How could she compete with Fu Lingtian?
Everyone was still waiting for someone to speak, but the Qinglin Sect Elders smiled and looked at Fu Lingtian with satisfaction.
Apart from the right to use Drifting Cloud Island, the three sects also had other wagers in the Three Sect Competition every year.
This time, most of the wagers were the same as in previous years. Other than elixirs, every sect even added a divine weapon.
If Fu Lingtian won first place, Qinglin Sect would become the biggest winner again.
"Haha, Qinglin Sect really nurtured an excellent seedling …" The Wind Moon Sect Elder looked at the Qinglin Sect Elders and laughed.
The Elders saw that Fu Lingtian's skills were indeed extraordinary, and he had an extremely deep understanding of martial arts. Within the same realm, he was almost invincible.
Although Wind Moon Sect's wager was not small, at least they did not lose too much by getting second place.
"Don't say that. Your Wind Moon Sect's Shen Qingyu is extremely talented in martial arts, but he is still young and lacks experience. A few years later, he will definitely shine in the Three Sect Competition and win first place," the Qinglin Sect Elder said with a smile.
At that instant, everyone from Xuanling Sect had an extremely ugly expression.
The conversation between Wind Moon Sect and Qinglin Sect seemed to completely look down on Xuanling Sect.
If Wind Moon Sect could fight for first place in a few years, didn't that mean that Xuanling Sect would always be at the bottom?
If that was the case, what was the point of competing?
All these years, Xuanling Sect had no fate to share the right to use Drifting Cloud Island. Just the wager of Xuanling Sect was the same as the other two sects every year, and the number of bets that Xuanling Sect lost was already very shocking.
However, Xuanling Sect could not refuse to participate in the competition. The tradition of the Three Sect Competition could be traced back to hundreds of years ago, and it had already become a tradition. If they were not willing to participate, wouldn't they have the reputation of being afraid of the other two sects? If this was spread out, Xuanling Sect would also lose face.
Elder Qin, who had already sent the Blood Moon Sect Elder to the array formation competition, happened to rush over at that moment. When he saw the situation, he frowned and sighed.
"Sigh …"
If they had to blame someone, they could only blame Xuanling Sect for not having better seedlings. Being at the bottom of the Three Sect Competition every time, they could not blame the Qingqinglin Sect disciples for being too powerful.
Zhu Changge clenched his fists tightly when he saw the expressions of the few elders. Although he wanted to fight for the glory of the sect, Fu Lingtian's strength was too terrifying. Especially after fighting with him personally, he realized that he had no chance of winning.
Elder Mo shook his head. The Three Sect Competition had already ended, and he naturally did not take Ye Qingtang's request to heart. It was an undeniable fact that Xuanling Sect was at the bottom again.
"I announce the end of this year's competition. The first is Qinglin Sect, the second is Wind Moon Sect, and the third is Xuanling Sect …"
One of the Qinglin Sect elders walked forward and announced proudly.
"Wait!"
Just as the Three Sect Competition was about to come to an end, a voice sounded.
The elders of the three sects frowned slightly and looked at Ye Qingtang unhappily.
"Disciple of the Mystic Spirit Sect, do you have any objections?" The judgment elder was impatient.
"Elder, the competition is not over yet. I have yet to compete." Ye Qingtang's expression was indifferent as she spoke slowly.
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