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Soon, the other two battles also ended. What was surprising was that Zhao Ning, who came from the Zhao Family, actually defeated Xiao Ying of the Skysword Sect.1

On the other side, Bai Fan also lost to Song Qin. However, he didn't know what the other two were talking about, but he had a meaningful smile on his face.

Soon, the other two battles were over as well. Because the Vermillion Bird Sect had the Golden Unicorn, he was now a powerhouse at the peak of the fifth stage of the Martial Ancestor Realm. No one here was his match, and he easily defeated the young genius of the Imperial Family.

On the other side, for some unknown reason, because the clan hadn't been rising for long, and compared to the other powers who didn't have much resources, they were always ranked last. But this time, they had actually won all six battles and advanced to the top three, while on the other side, the Skysword Sect also lost to the Zhao Family, which really made the Royal Family lose a bit of face.

The fact that both the Heavenly Sword Sect and Falling Cloud Sect had suffered defeat in such a manner felt somewhat strange, giving off a surreal feeling. However, the situation was already like this. None of the six powers had said anything, so even if the others had an opinion, it would be useless.

Just like this, the Zhao Family and the Song Family entered the final stage of the competition.

Currently, there were only three parties left. Each of the three parties would each elect a disciple for the final competition.

In the end, Song Qin, Zhao Ning, and Ye Kai stood up.

The final battle was often the most exciting battle, so after discussion, everyone decided to put it on the second day.

After everyone left, Liu Peng followed beside his father. At this moment, his face was still filled with dissatisfaction. He frowned as he asked, "Father, why did you stop me today?"

The emperor snorted coldly and scolded him without even turning his head, "Idiot! What do you want me to do with you? If I always favor you, how will I convince the masses? "

Liu Peng opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. He only lowered his head and said, "Father said that I was wrong!"

The Emperor coldly snorted and said with a voice that was only his own, "If I let you kill him, wouldn't I be losing another powerful fighter with unlimited potential?"

The group returned to the palace.

"..."

Deep in the night in one of the palace's chambers, the place where he should have been resting was brightly lit. A middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the bed with his brows furrowed tightly. He seemed to be in great pain as his surroundings were surrounded by a black mist that exuded an evil aura.

"Quickly leave my body!" An extremely weak voice said. It took him a long time to finish saying such a simple sentence. This showed just how weak he was.

Another cold voice rang out. He chuckled and said, "I'm only borrowing your body. You don't have to go all out. Perhaps after a while, I will leave myself." "Hehe!"

"Destroying the Redbud City like this!" The previously weak voice roared again, sounding extremely nervous …

The cold and evil voice spoke again, "That's not up to you!" Soon after, the surrounding black Qi entered his body once again in the blink of an eye. That weak voice did not sound again.

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