Anyone with a discerning eye could see the clue at a glance.
Just now, Li Yanzhi of Yihua Palace was clearly about to fail, but unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Feng struck the drum, the situation immediately reversed, and Li Yanzhi knocked Monk Duxin off the stage.
Ye Feng was indeed not beating the drum for Taoist Chongxu and the others to hear, he was beating the drum for Li Yanzhi to hear, and to help Li Yanzhi win the game.
Of course, Zen Master Zhikong also saw the problem and knew that Ye Feng must have helped Li Yanzhi.
But Ye Feng was only playing the drums to add to the fun; he did not go on stage to participate in the competition, so it could not be considered a violation and no one could hold him responsible.
Zen Master Zhikong had no choice but to snort coldly, thinking that he was unlucky and suffered a loss in silence.
Li Yanzhi finished the competition and returned to the team. The sisters from Yihua Palace gathered around her and congratulated her.
Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er also gathered around. Jiang Yuxin did not have a good impression of the monks in Xuankong Temple: "You finally beat that stinky monk down. It made me so nervous."
Lan Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief: "You fought well at the beginning, but why did you suddenly become so flustered later? Were you attacked by the power of incense and vows?"
Li Yanzhi cast a grateful glance at Ye Feng on the rostrum: "I was not attacked by the power of the incense, but by the monk's voice."
Li Yanzhi whispered the details to Lan Ling'er and Jiang Yuxin. They secretly exclaimed that it was a close call. If it weren't for Ye Feng's help, Li Yanzhi would have been the first person to be defeated in the ring.
The competitions in the second and third arenas also ended one after another. Unfortunately, the other two disciples of Yihua Palace were knocked off the arenas.
With the victory of Taiyi Sect's disciples, Elder Lu and Yue Zhuoqun's faces were more glorious. Elder Lu happily announced: "Taiyi Sect's Zhao Jian and Fangcun Mountain's Lei An have successfully entered the next round."
Three disciples fought, one won and two lost. Li Yanzhi's victory became very important.
Yue Zhuoqun smiled sinisterly and said, "Sect Master Ye, thanks to your drumming, my disciples' morale was greatly boosted and they won the game. It's a pity that your disciples lost."
Ye Feng sneered: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Don't be complacent just because you won one game. I still say that the first place will definitely belong to our Yihua Palace."
Yue Zhuoqun looked bored. He turned away and boasted to Taoist Chongxu about the victory of his disciple.
Taoist Chongxu smiled and flattered: "All of Sect Master Yue's disciples are highly skilled in martial arts. In addition to their good talents, they are mainly thanks to Sect Master Yue's good teaching. Without your cultivation, they would not be where they are today."
Yue Zhuoqun was a little flattered and laughed sinisterly: "No, I just spent more time and effort. It's them who are willing to work hard."
Ye Feng deliberately sneered: "Master Yue, don't be too happy too soon, you will lose everything."
Taoist Chongxu and Yue Zhuoqun looked at each other, pretending not to hear Ye Feng's ridicule. Taoist Chongxu looked contemptuous and said, "Ignore him, he's just a bumpkin."
"Ignore him and let's continue watching the game."
The fourth match also began. Elder Lu called out Jiang Yuxin's name: "Yihua Palace disciple Jiang Yuxin, number one, Taiyi Sect disciple Qian Guang, number one."
Lan Ling'er clenched her fist and encouraged Jiang Yuxin: "Yuxin, I believe in you, you will definitely win."
Li Yanzhi warned: "Yuxin, just fight like we did in the afternoon practice. You have this magic weapon, it will help you, come on."
"Sister Yuxin, come on."
"come on."
The sisters from Yihua Palace applauded and cheered for Jiang Yuxin. Ye Feng and her sister Jiang Yixue on the rostrum also gave her a thumbs up.
Jiang Yuxin made a face at her sister and Ye Feng, then carried her Star Staff and strode onto stage No. 1 with a proud look on her face.
Her opponent was a disciple of Taiyi Sect, a dark-faced man holding a machete. He was tall and strong, wearing a martial arts vest, revealing thick black chest hair and muscles as solid as rocks.
He saw Jiang Yuxin coming up with a pink cane, and grinned, "Little sister, are you here? Why are you here with a prop from a cartoon?"
Jiang Yuxin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Hei Da Ge, stop laughing. Look at your teeth, a bunch of shit. You must have eaten too much shit when you were a kid. Why are they so yellow? Let your sister teach you a lesson. Don't eat shit anymore."
Qian Guang's smile froze on his face. He was a heavy smoker, so his teeth were smoked yellow like dog shit, and he hated people making fun of his teeth the most.
His anger rose, and the sharp machete in his hand swung in the wind, flashing a cold light.
Qian Guang was furious: "Girl, stop talking. I will chop you in half with one strike of my knife. If you shut up, I will spare your life."
"Hey, don't speak to others yet. This is your family's arena. Ouch, your mouth stinks. I am stinking even from such a distance. If you grew up eating shit, don't speak. Tell your sister why your parents didn't give you food but only gave you shit to eat."
Qian Guang spoke unsatisfactorily, and saw Jiang Yuxin's little red lips opening and closing quickly, like a Gatling machine gun, and she said a lot of words, but he couldn't get a word in.
They actually laughed at him for having bad breath, which was another thing Qian Guang was afraid of others saying.
He was so angry that he screamed and raised his knife to chop: "Stinky girl..."
"You stink yourself, and yet you say others stink. You've eaten too much shit, and your head is full of shit."
"I'm so mad, shut up you little bitch."
"Oh, you have such a foul mouth. Why don't you shut up? Tell me to shut up. Are your mom and dad married to close relatives..."
Qian Guang was so angry that he swung his sword wildly, but Jiang Yuxin was as quick as a little cat and dodged the sword with a light jump.
Qian Guangda just kept hacking around, and when he couldn't hit Jiang Yuxin, he vented his anger by hacking at the ring.
His machete was so sharp that it actually left marks on the steel ring, and the blade did not curl at all.
Ye Feng sneered at Yue Zhuoqun, "How can your disciple be so messed up? Why does he always chop the ring? Does he have a grudge against the ring? I feel sorry for the ring. This is only the fourth match. We still have many more competitions to go. If he breaks it, will he compete on your podium?"
Yue Zhuoqun looked embarrassed and winked at Elder Lu beside him. Elder Lu immediately understood and shouted at the stage.
"Qian Guang, don't damage the ring. You are here to compete. Do you want to damage the ring?"
Seeing Elder Lu teaching him a lesson, Qian Guang suppressed his anger, stared at Jiang Yuxin hatefully, and chased after her.
Jiang Yuxin covered her mouth and giggled as she continued to mock the dark-faced man Qian Guang: "Why don't you chop the ring? I thought you wanted to chop it up and find shit to eat."
"I'm going to chop you to death."
The big chopper came towards Jiang Yuxin, but Jiang Yuxin raised the Star Staff in her hand and smashed it back.
You actually used props from cartoons to block my machete, which is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. You are dead, little girl.