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That was because Mentor Yu Rui knew that Dong Lei would definitely participate in the selection competition of the Jinning Academy\'s Qingzhi Competition.

Principal Duan Zengming had already covered up for Leng Feng in front of everyone and said that he wanted to get into the top three of the Qingzhi Competition.

In that case, this Leng Feng would definitely come to participate in the Jinning Academy\'s Qingzhi Competition.

On the other hand, Mentor Yu Rui was a suspicious and smart person. How could he not be terrified and uneasy, afraid that Dong Lei would discover him!

Although Mentor Yu Rui was not the leader, he was still a participant!

From what Instructor Yu Rui saw and thought, if Leng Feng knew that he was a participant, he would definitely die.

In the end, his disciple, Pan Qiluo, was easily killed by the personal disciple of the First Elder, Ju Yangshuo, by the name of Shen Feibai.

Teacher Yu Rui, who had been praising his disciple\'s performance and fearless spirit, had completely lost his color and face.

Since his disciple had been killed, Mentor Yu Rui did not want to sit here.

Therefore, Mentor Yu Rui quickly left the spectator area of the Endless Arena.

He was afraid that Dong Lei would discover and suspect him and let him die in this place like Pan Qiluo.

With the end of the first round, Shen Feibai jumped off the Endless Arena with a proud expression and returned to the seat he had just sat on.

It attracted the shouts of many disciples and the admiration of the mentors, making Shen Feibai happy.

As his master, First Elder Ju Yangshuo also stroked his beard and nodded with a faint smile.

At the same time, Pan Qiluo, who had already become a corpse, was quickly moved out of the Endless Arena by some inner sect disciples who were in charge of doing odd jobs and could obtain some points.

This was because Pan Qiluo did not have his own family or forces behind him.

As for his master, Mentor Yu Rui, he had long fled and did not care about Pan Qiluo\'s corpse.

The senior brothers, sisters, and brothers of the same sect would not pick up a useless corpse to bury it.

Even though some junior brothers and sisters had a very good relationship with Pan Qiluo, pan Qiluo was already dead. In their eyes, he was just a burden. How could they care!

Therefore, this corpse of Pan Qiluo was moved to a place similar to a mass grave outside Jinning Academy.

Under the bombardment of the inner sect disciples, a deep pit was created and he was casually buried on it.

These inner sect disciples were quite benevolent. At the very least, they had dug a hole for Pan Qiluo to bury.

Take Fang Yuyu, Jia Xinpeng, and the others for example. They didn\'t even have ashes…

Following that, Instructor Jia Caipan continued to call out the disciples of the competition according to the random selection on the wall.

"Number 28! Gao Feiyu!"

"Number 73! Feng Gaoya!"

Gao Feiyu was ranked fourth among the inner sect disciples, and although Feng Gaoya was not ranked among the personal disciples, feng Gaoya\'s strength was at the quasi-King-level, and he was not someone Gao Feiyu could deal with.

As Gao Feiyu and Feng Gaoya competed with each other on the Boundless Arena, a figure flew out of the air and hit the arena.

Boom!

"Tsk!…"

Gao Feiyu spat out a large mouthful of blood. Taking advantage of the opportunity to struggle up, he hurriedly raised his hand and admitted defeat.

Feng Gaoya stopped in his tracks and wiped the armor and blood from the corner of his mouth.

Gao Feiyu was quite capable and caused Feng Gaoya to suffer a little.

Feng Gaoya was the same as Dong Lei and many personal disciples. The personal disciple robes they were wearing were not the equipment they were equipped with.

The real equipment was the equipment under their personal disciples\' robes. It was their armor.

In the voice of the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, his personal disciple, Feng Gaoya, had also successfully advanced to the next round.

Due to the ranking, Feng Gaoya\'s next opponent would be the first candidate for this competition, Shen Feibai.

One could imagine how pale and powerless Feng Gaoya\'s face was when he saw his number and the disciples in the first round.

Even Gao Feiyu, who had failed, was the same.

He only knew his opponent\'s number plate, but he did not know who his opponent was.

Gao Feiyu originally thought that he could at least enter the next round. However, after meeting Feng Gaoya, he lost any chance.

When Feng Gaoya returned to his seat, there was no joy at all. His face was gloomy.

As for the disciples and instructors, they also sighed and expressed regret.

After all, no one thought that Feng Gaoya could win against Shen Feibai.

In the following disciple competition, they would also encounter Shen Feibai as they won.

Therefore, in the first few rounds, the disciples who won did not say anything happy.

To them, they could at most reach the top 64 and the top 32.

In other words, the chances of the disciples in the first half of the competition being selected for the finals were extremely slim.

As time passed, many disciples went up to the Boundless Arena to compete.

Due to the difference in strength between personal disciples, inner sect disciples, and core disciples, almost all the personal disciples competed with the inner sect disciples and core disciples and won, entering the next round.

Dong Lei\'s number plate was ranked at the end. After such a long time, Dong Lei almost fell asleep several times.

In the game, he could naturally rest and sleep.

Under such circumstances, it could give gamers who had woken up some sufficient energy and so on.

Sleep in the game was almost the same as sleep in reality…

However, when he woke up, it was not an alarm clock.

Instead, it was the system notification in the game.

Finally, it was Dong Lei\'s number plate.

At this moment, Instructor Jia Caipan shouted at the disciples watching.

"Number 198! Cold Wind!"

"Number 78! Tan Yunhe!"

When Instructor Jia Caipan shouted the names of these two disciples, a figure quickly left his seat and jumped onto the Endless Arena.

Moreover, the master-level weapon of the Eight Treasure Lightning Staff in this disciple\'s hand emitted a dazzling light that reflected on his round face.

Tan Yunhe was ranked third on the inner sect disciple rankings and had the Grandmaster level.

It could be said that in the past year, Tan Yunhe\'s strength had developed and broken through greatly.

After a year of training, Tan Yunhe happened to encounter a huge opportunity and luck.

He had successfully advanced from the Epic Grandmaster level to the Master Grandmaster level.

With the current second place on the inner sect disciple rankings, Yang Gaoyi, was no longer Tan Yunhe\'s match.