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Due to limited space, the Heavenly Stems represent the order in which you will compete.

There are four of each animal, and those who draw the same animal will compete.

Only one person out of the four will advance to the next round of selection.

The old master explained the rules of the competition.

It's easy to understand: a four-person free-for-all to determine a winner who advances to the next round.

"Brother Immortal is Jia Qinglong, it looks like he'll be in the first match."

Xia He said with a smile.

"Alright."

Ning Chen nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the venue.

Xia He walked up to the audience seats and found a good spot.

Ning Chen's three opponents had already entered the arena.

"Excuse me... are you waiting to watch that Taoist priest's match?"

When Feng Xingtong saw Xia He alone, he went up to her and started a conversation.

Fearing the other party would misunderstand him as a criminal

So, quite sensibly, he stood five steps away.

"Hmm, you're Feng Xingtong, the son of the Tianxia Guild Master?"

"Huh? Big sister, you actually know me?"

"Listen to what Xian said. Because you two siblings have been following us, and your eyes have been constantly on us."

Xia He said slowly, "So I asked about your origins."

"This……"

Feng Xingtong scratched his head, feeling extremely embarrassed.

He and his sister thought they were keeping a close watch, but little did they know that their every move had already been discovered.

Feng Xingtong abruptly changed the subject.

"Master, your luck with this divination seems to be not good. You've encountered a formidable enemy right from the start."

Upon hearing this, Xia He looked towards the arena and asked, "Are those three very strong?"

She was just asking casually, and naturally didn't think these minor characters would pose any threat to Ning Chen.

"They're not particularly strong, but they're a group. They call themselves the Little Peach Garden of Tianjin, so it's definitely three against one."

The three men, looking like hooligans, sneered and waved to the audience and the referees.

"Everyone, whether you know us three or not, let me make this clear first: we didn't cheat!"

"Well, this is what we call fate!"

"This is what you call fate. Today I'm going to see which unlucky bastard is going to fight us guys?"

"How about we call it Little Peach Garden?"

……

As they were popping champagne, Ning Chen slowly entered.

Ning Chen was wearing a thin white mask, which he had bought from the foot of the mountain.

The quality is a bit poor; it seems to be made of paper.

But at least it can cover up one's appearance, so that the women watching won't go too crazy.

The effect was immediate; apart from a few scattered people in the audience, there was no one else.

As he stepped onto the stage, the old master glanced over discreetly, thinking to himself: "Thank goodness it wasn't Chu Lan. I hope we don't run into him again later."

Although the old Celestial Master could not sense any fluctuations in Ning Chen's aura, he never dared to underestimate Qingxuan Daojun.

Last night, he reviewed the records of the Maoshan Taoist sect again. This Qingxuan Taoist was invincible throughout his life, and he never needed a second move to slay demons and monsters.

At the grand Luo Tian ceremony, anyone standing opposite him was practically already doomed.

"Waited for so long and this is all we got?"

"Hurry up and get ready, I have plans to see a movie with my sister."

The three people opposite saw Ning Chen slowly walking towards them, still covering their faces.

There was no astonishing aura emanating from him, which immediately disappointed him.

As the referee announced the start,

Ning Chen stood still, completely motionless.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted, drilling into the center of one of the men's brows and easily taking control of his physical body.

The muscular man wearing an earring suddenly felt a loud bang in his ear, as if someone had thrown a grenade at his ear.

Immediately afterwards, he uncontrollably blocked the way of his two companions.

The other two were stunned. "What are you doing? Aren't you going to rush over and deal with him?"

The next moment, the muscular man opened his fists and quickly knocked the two men to the ground.

The two were piled on top of each other and thrown aside, foaming at the mouth.

The muscular man raised his fists and shouted, "I surrender."

Immediately afterwards, he experienced a spasm and collapsed on the spot, losing consciousness.

"This...this match will be won by Ning Chen!"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded.

"What's going on? I just opened the chip box and it's already over?"

"That kid's really lucky, he just stood there and won!"

"This Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan isn't any good either. How come they're already fighting amongst themselves right after they started playing?"

……

The audience members shook their heads in great disappointment.

However, the old master saw things differently.

"Soul-stealing and mind-controlling? Such powerful mental energy... truly worthy of being called Daoist Qingxuan!"

Legend has it that highly accomplished cultivators can directly control the actions of others through their mental power.

Those who are controlled are like puppets on strings, left to be manipulated at will.

I thought this was just an exaggeration in the Taoist scriptures, but I never expected it to actually be possible.

……

Feng Xingtong, who was watching, was also shocked.

Having long recognized Ning Chen's extraordinary abilities, he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to assume that the three of them were fighting amongst themselves.

He slumped into his seat, utterly dejected, recalling the muscular man, Gan, who seemed possessed by a ghost.

He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. This terrifying ability to affect one's mind was just like that of the Four Madmen of Quanxing...

A bizarre yet perfectly reasonable guess suddenly popped into his head.

"This Taoist priest...could he be the leader of the Quanxing Sect?"

Chapter 207 Lu Linglong is stunned! The Maoshan Taoist is no ordinary person! Another triple defeat?

When Ning Chen walked to Xia He's side,

Feng Xingtong didn't dare to breathe loudly, fearing that this "Quanxing Sect Leader" might kill him at the slightest provocation.

Seeing him trembling, Ning Chen found it somewhat amusing and said:

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

He now feels that fighting with these small fry is too inefficient.

It would be better to just bring those capable fighters into our own group and take them all out at once.

After taking down all the strongest ones, the remaining ones naturally gave up.

Feng Xingtong felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly nodded, saying:

"Xiao Xiao of Yi Mo She is that guy who looks like he came from Deyun Club and is wearing a long robe."

A white snow-white koi carp, a woman in a yellow short-sleeved shirt.

And then there's Hu Jie from Dongxiang Village. Everyone thought he was just a spoiled brat who did evil because of his father, Hu Lin, but he's actually quite strong and has a lot of killing intent.

And the Zhuge family too..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Chen waved his hand to interrupt him, saying: