Although Mu Hanyan easily defeated Kong Renhe in the last match, it was not without cost. She still suffered a little injury in the initial competition of divine arts, which affected her combat power to some extent. The reason why Gao Weihu insisted on participating in this competition was not because he really wanted to fight her, but to take this opportunity to delay the time so that she would have enough time to restore her strength to its peak state.
Although Gao Weihu had good intentions and did not violate the rules, no matter how he looked at it, he was slapping Guan Xiujin and others in the face.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan also laughed dumbly, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.
Guan Qingyun's calm and confident expression came to mind again. Although Jiang Ruchu and others guessed that Han Yongzhen was Guan Xiujin's secret soldier, Mu Hanyan had an intuition that Guan Qingyun might be her last opponent.
Guan Xiujin was old enough to have a son, and he loved this precious son so much that he would never let him take risks easily, not to mention 100%, at least 90% sure. Therefore, Mu Hanyan will never take it lightly.
On the stands, Guan Xiujin's face was so dark that ink could drip from it. It was almost noon, and the sun was scorching hot, and he was sweating all over his body. These two guys were fine, and they practiced under the competition stage as if no one else was there.
If things go on like this, when will they have to wait.
"Mu Hanyan, Gao Weihu, do you really think this priest competition is a joke? Tens of thousands of people just watch you practice without doing anything?" Guan Xiujin finally couldn't help but yelled loudly.
"It's okay, it's okay, we can wait." As soon as the words fell, the crowd in the audience said cheerfully before Mu Hanyan could reply.
The actions of Guan Xiujin and others were too despicable. Everyone had already complained for Mu Hanyan, but Guan Xiujin forcibly suppressed them. They can't wait to see a good show.
"The Priest Competition is no joke. If you want to do it, do it quickly. If you don't do it, you will be treated as contempt for the temple, disqualified from the competition, and expelled from the city of life!" Guan Xiujin ignored them, and once again assumed the prestige of the priest, and shouted sharply.
He was actually not worried that Mu Hanyan's recovery to her peak state would ruin his plan, because Guan Qingyun had the seal of life and death in her hand, unless she could be promoted to the soul priest in one fell swoop, there would be no chance of winning no matter how much she recovered. What's more, her injury was not serious in the first place, and she would be fine after taking the elixir, and whether she recovered or not would not affect the final result.
He just couldn't save his face. Gao Weihu made it clear that he wanted to slap them in the face in public. If he didn't suppress his arrogance, where would he put the face of the priest
Seeing Guan Xiujin get angry, everyone in the audience looked terrified, and they didn't dare to laugh anymore. He looked at Mu Hanyan and Gao Weihu worriedly, really worried that Guan Xiujin would take this opportunity to throw them out of the Palace of Life.
"Okay, okay, let's just do it." Gao Weihu hurriedly made a move, and shouted: "The stone is broken, and the thunder is broken!"
It's a pity that the same divine technique no longer has the power to shake the sky as before. Following Gao Weihu's weak voice, a phantom of a huge boulder flew towards Mu Hanyan's soft cotton, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a huge ball of cotton candy.
"Nine days, the star falls, break it for me." Mu Hanyan also waved his hand cooperatively, only to see a gust of wind blowing by, and the ball of cotton candy disappeared into the air.
"Principal Mu is really good at it, look at me flying stones and meteors." Gao Weifeng waved his hand weakly again, and a ball of cotton candy flew out again.
"Look at me, I'll be broken again!" Mu Hanyan danced her sleeves lightly, and the cotton candy disappeared.
"Awesome, Master Priest Mu is really powerful, and look at me flying sand and rocks!"
"It's just a small skill, look at me."
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The two waved their arms, the movements were like singing and dancing, so soft and graceful. like a moving poem, so lightly i leave, just as lightly i came, waving my sleeves, i won't take a single cloud away.
It's nothing more than Mu Hanyan, she is a daughter anyway, so it's nothing more than having such a dancing posture. What's rare is that Gao Weihu, who is full of flesh, can dance so movingly.
"Pfft!" Although he didn't want to anger the officiant, there was still a burst of uncontrollable laughter from the audience.
"You...you!" Guan Xiujin pointed at the two people who were playing house on the stage, trembling with anger.
"Master Officiant, we have tried our best, but we were injured too badly and couldn't exert our best strength, so you can't blame us." Galway Tiger said pitifully.
The audience roared with laughter again. And the strongest strength, just with the dancing posture you just did, do you have any strength at all
However, the others had already shot with "full strength", and Guan Xiujin couldn't accuse them of despising the temple, there was nothing he could do except stare blankly.
"Okay, okay, you guys continue to fight, let me see how long you can grind?" Guan Xiujin laughed back angrily, waved his sleeves, and simply closed his eyes.
Anyway, I have endured it for such a long time, so what's the point of bearing it any longer, let them be proud for now, and next time, they will cry!
Seeing that Guan Xiujin no longer interfered, Mu Hanyan and Mu Hanyan didn't bother to do anything, and started to practice independently.
Before he knew it, two hours passed, and Mu Hanyan opened his eyes again.
"My lord, are you ready?" Gao Weihu asked.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan nodded. The injury was not serious at all, and after taking the pill, two hours was enough for her to adjust her strength to the peak state.
"This competition, I, Gao Weihu, admit defeat." Gao Weihu stood up and admitted defeat without hesitation.
"I announce that Mu Hanyan is the winner. Well, you guys should go down quickly." The priest who acted as the referee sent the two of them off the stage like a plague god.
Although he knew that it was impossible for the two people on the stage to fight, but to be a referee, he could barely be regarded as highly respected in the Temple of Life, but he could not neglect his duties. He honestly held his head high and stood motionless on the stage for two hours. With dry mouth, tongue and numbness in legs and feet, he almost begged the two of them to step down.
"Next match, Han Yongzhen, against Guan Qingyun." As soon as the two left, the referee couldn't wait to announce.
Guan Qingyun and Han Yongzhen had grown impatient for a long time. Hearing this, they lifted their spirits and strode onto the competition stage.
In the audience, everyone was still listless. This Guan Qingyun participated in the competition, just to gain some experience, and it is impossible to really compete for the position of the right priest. This competition is destined to be lifeless, unremarkable, and nothing interesting of.
Not only they thought so, Kong Renhe and others also thought so. Kong Renhe turned his head, and said to Guan Xiujin with concern on his face: "Master Guan, just let Qingyun go through the motions, there is no need to do anything, so as not to cause any accidents."