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Chapter Fifty-six Hit the Routine(2/2)

It cast a shadow over the hearts of everyone in the Qingyun Sect, but the cruelty of the four-sect competition had just begun.

Next, it was the Crazy Blade Sect's turn to take out the winnings, which were also two cities.

With two alternate players sent out, the Crazy Blade Sect withstood the pressure from the other three sects and defended its own city.

The Xuanyang Sect was in a slightly worse situation. They sent out three candidates, but they were unable to defend their two cities.

As a last resort, I sent out the core players and managed to hold on.

"The winner of this battle is the two cities under the control of Qingyun Sect. After this battle, the first round will be over."

After the city lord finished speaking, the Qingyun Sect and his entourage suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Bai Yufan looked at the remaining eight alternates and said, "Who's going?"

"Let me do it!"

After the words fell, only one person walked out, but it was Feng Daoyu who had lost to Zhang Ye that day.

Feng Daoyu's strength can be said to be at the top among the ten alternate players.

In the ranking of inner disciples, he is also ranked eighth all year round, and he has already mastered the Vajra Fist.

His defeat to Zhang Ye was not because of his lack of strength, but because Zhang Ye was too strong and was already an opponent on the same level as Hu Feng.

"come on!"

Bai Yufan trusted him quite a bit and nodded.

"In the first round, I am still very confident that I can defend these two cities for the sect!"

Feng Daoyu was full of confidence and used his body skills to land heavily on the competition stage.

With a quick glance, he landed directly in the direction of the Ziyan Sect.

"Qingyun Sect Feng Daoyu, please give me some advice from Ziyan Sect disciples!"

Obviously, Feng Daoyu wanted to regain his position and vent his anger for Zhang Qing, who had been defeated before.

"act recklessly."

Hearing a cold shout, a figure rose into the sky where Ziyan Sect was.

After the man fell, the whole audience burst into exclamation.

"Core player!"

Facing Qingyun Sect's Feng Daoyu, Ziyan Sect did not hesitate to send out its core players.

No one expected that there would be core players who would appear in the first round.

Feng Daoyu, who was confident just now, suddenly turned ugly.
Chapter completed!
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