Although Xie Huaiyuan didn't have any objections when the lottery was drawn earlier, in fact, Fang Shibo and the others had tampered with the lottery.

Although there is no story of Tian Ji's horse racing in Tianji Continent, they also know the principle of the inferior horse against the top horse, the top horse against the middle horse, and the middle horse against the dismount, so that the weak wins the strong. Opportunities, Misty Cloud Valley's opponents in every competition have been carefully arranged, and their strength is just right to stabilize them.

But now it seems that they underestimated Yun Hua, Hong An, and possibly even all the disciples in Misty Cloud Valley who participated in the competition. If that's the case, according to their painstakingly prepared lottery grouping, it is likely to be a crushing defeat.

On the competition stage, Ding Qinghe and Gao Yangbo obviously thought of this, and did not rush to announce the continuation of the competition, but looked at Fang Shibo in confusion.

"Go on!" Fang Shibo frowned, but finally waved his hand and said.

The Gala Dabi is one of the most traditional grand events in the Xinghua Temple. Even if he already had a premonition, knowing that this time it was likely to be self-defeating, and he shot himself in the foot with a stone, it was impossible for him to stop midway.

As the competition continued, a number of Misty Cloud Valley disciples stepped onto the stage one after another, and Fang Shibo's ominous premonition finally became a reality.

The following Hongyuan, Shi Jianhao, An Ziping, Qiu Yiming and others all had higher cultivation levels than they had expected, and after being suppressed and excluded by the three holy peaks for so many years, the fighting spirit they showed was astonishing. It is far stronger than the opponent. Even in the next competition, the disciples of the Three Great Sacred Peaks had prepared themselves and tried their best, but they still couldn't change the final result.

"In this competition, Misty Cloud Valley, Hongyuan wins."

"In this competition, Misty Cloud Valley, Shi Jianhao wins."

...

Ding Qinghe and Gao Yangbo announced the results of the competition again and again, with such bitter voices and such helpless expressions.

For today's Jialuo Grand Competition, they have prepared for so many years, but in the end it turned out to be counterproductive, and they really have too much unwillingness in their hearts.

Their eyes also focused on Gu Fenghua again, not only them, everyone's eyes also stayed on Gu Fenghua.

No matter Yunhua, Hongan, or later Hongyuan, Shi Jianhao, An Ziping... the first thing for every winning Misty Cloud Valley disciple to step off the stage is to come to Gu Fenghua with tears in his eyes , It was a grateful and solemn salute of thanks, even the words of thanks were almost exactly the same.

Of course they are exactly the same, each of them can have today's cultivation, can stand on this competition stage, and win the final victory, all because of Gu Fenghua!

Cheers rang out from the mouths of everyone in Misty Cloud Valley one after another. This year's Lianluo Grand Competition seemed to have become a stage for Misty Cloud Valley to show its strength.

"This Gu Fenghua, why was he thrown to Misty Cloud Valley in the first place? It would be great if he could be used by my Shengluo Peak (Jade Sword Peak)." At this moment, even Ding Qinghe and Gao Yangbo Can't help but think with envy.

"The last competition, Xie Youran in Misty Cloud Valley, Fang Tianyou against Shengjia Peak." After a while, Ding Qinghe put away the impossible idea in his heart, and said weakly.

"It's the last match." Fang Shibo sighed in a low voice, dispirited.

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