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"Heh heh, this is interesting. You dare say such things at my Earthsea Immortal Sect, so you must not be an ordinary person. Since this expert is unwilling to enlighten us, let the disciples have a contest instead. Whether it's good or bad will naturally become clear at a glance." Ge Ningjian's pale, old face showed an intrigued expression. He then looked toward Wan'gu Immortal Sect's sect master, Shen Baibing, and grand sect master, Yao Guanyu, saying, "Fellow Daoists, if you don't make an adjustment, I'm afraid your sect's disciple will lose this round."
"Fellow Daoist Ge, that's rather amusing. This child is clearly a fellow Daoist from your side, yet you want us to make an adjustment. Do you not want to win, or what?" The middle-aged woman Shen Baibing gave a faint smile, while the old woman Yao Guanyu simply closed her eyes, too lazy even to answer.
Ge Ningjian felt that he had lost face. He turned back gloomily, wanting to say something more to his own sect master.
"Junior Brother Ge, don't be so impatient." Zhang Shipei, the sect master of the Earthsea Immortal Sect, had far better composure. With a single light remark, she temporarily forced back the words Ge Ningjian was about to spit out.
Both Zhang Shipei's last disciple and his own last disciple would participate in this great battle. In his eyes, among the two sides fighting in this semifinal, Qian Cai posed the greater threat. After all, he had heard about how strange this disciple was, so he naturally wanted Shen Baibing to give her disciple some pointers and let Shen Baibing's disciple Zhang Baohe win her way into the semifinal. That way, whether it was his disciple or the sect master's disciple, they could both easily defeat a familiar