Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

It was clear that they couldn't hide it any longer.

Zhang Chulan chuckled at Rong Shan on the stage, "Master Dao, what do you think of this...?"

Rong Shan's eyelids twitched; how could he not know how much fraud and corruption was involved in this match?

But he couldn't say anything.

Could this shameless man really become the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain?

Suppressing his inner urge to beat Zhang Chulan up, Rong Shan gave the Taoist priest next to him a wink.

The Taoist priest nodded and quickly left to check on the situation.

During this time, the surrounding discussions and doubts grew louder and louder.

Feel the increasing number of gazes directed at me from the stage.

Zhang Chulan was sweating profusely.

A short while later, the Taoist priest who had just left returned and shook his head at Rongshan.

Rong Shan's face twitched, and he took a deep breath.

"Due to the disappearance of player Mo Wen, this match will be cancelled."

"The winner is Zhang Chulan!"

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

It then exploded with a deafening roar!

"Shadow!"

"There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

"I don't believe it! How could Mo Wen possibly lose to Zhang Chulan!"

"Aaaaaah!! My precious money!!"

"He was just knocked away, how could he have disappeared?"

Looking at the commotion in the entire arena.

Xu Si couldn't help but slap his forehead and burst out laughing.

"My goodness, this guy's acting skills are almost on par with BoA's."

Xu San looked utterly distressed: "We're doomed. The company's image is completely ruined now."

Feng Baobao, however, opened her eyes wide and stared at the sky with sparkling eyes.

He then slammed his fist into his palm, as if he had learned something.

He said in a thick Sichuan accent, "So there's another way to exit the stage, I've learned something new."

"Hahahaha!"

Lu Jin burst into laughter, even laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"Mo Wen's way of losing was truly ingenious! I'm impressed by these young people!"

"Old Celestial Master, congratulations on your grand-disciple winning the Luo Tian Grand Ritual! Hahaha!"

Looking at Lu Jin, who was grinning from ear to ear.

The old master, however, did not want to speak.

The white-haired foreigner blinked and said, "Is this some kind of medicine to relieve the heat?"

"Hehe, yes, it's over. The champion is this guy in the audience, my grand-disciple."

The question from a foreign friend left the old master quite perplexed, prompting him to offer a rather awkward explanation.

The white-haired foreigner said "Oh," as if suddenly realizing something.

It seems they understand something.

The old master really wanted to ask what this 'oh' meant.

But I felt embarrassed.

Young friend Mo, you've tricked this old man!

Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but laugh out loud as well.

"This result is really interesting."

Feng Shayan, standing beside him, clenched her fists. "This guy... even if he were to go to the sea, he wouldn't act like this, would he? Does he think he's some kind of Big Bad Wolf?"

Feng Xingtong chuckled dryly and comforted her, "Don't be angry, sis. Brother Mo can't really win, can he?"

Not far away, Zhang Lingyu's expression darkened slightly.

He looked up at the sky and saw that Mo Wen had vanished without a trace.

He then looked down at Zhang Chulan.

The hand hidden in the white sleeve sometimes clenched into a fist and sometimes relaxed.

After several attempts, he finally let go.

"If anyone's to blame, it's me for losing."

"Otherwise, I absolutely will not allow this...this..."

Zhang Lingyu struggled for a long time, but couldn't come up with the word "except".

In the end, all he could do was flick his sleeves, turn around, and leave.

Even if our Master Lingyu is very angry, he will not say a single harsh word.

However, Zhang Lingyu did not notice that in an inconspicuous corner of the audience, a middle-aged man with a puffy figure was watching him with great interest.

"Hey, stop watching, the game is over."

Lu Liang, disguised as a short man, waved his hand.

Xia He then withdrew her gaze and said lazily, "What's the rush? We can only make our move after all the outsiders have come down the mountain."

To outsiders, it's quite strange for an overweight middle-aged man to speak in this tone.

But some people around them blushed and their hearts raced.

It didn't seem strange at all.

The disguised Lü Liang curled his lip and looked at the chaotic audience around him.

"I think it's better if we retreat first. If things get chaotic later, we'll be in big trouble."

"Not necessarily."

Xia He looked at the audience around her, resting her chin on her right hand with a playful expression.

"Huh?" Lü Liang was slightly taken aback, not understanding what he meant.

And the audience at this time.

After yelling and shouting for a while, venting his emotions...

Reason gradually returned.

Although I was very unhappy about being deceived, upon closer reflection, Mo Wen's departure was only natural.

"Damn it, is this how it ends?"

"There's no other way; Mo Wen can't really become a Heavenly Master, can he?"

"Yes, Zhang Chulan has connections with the Celestial Master's Mansion, and even if Mo Wen wins the championship, it won't matter."

"I didn't expect Zhang Chulan to be so strong, he was able to hold out against Mo Wen for so long."

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that Mo Wen released so much water that it almost flooded Longhu Mountain?"

"Although he was portrayed, Zhang Chulan is actually not as bad as we imagined. He's quite capable."

"Waaah... I've lost all my money. If my wife finds out when I get home, she'll definitely run off with Old Wang next door."

"Brother, please accept my condolences. By the way, where do you live? I don't mean anything by it, I just want to move to a different place."

What is your surname?

"I am unworthy; my surname is Wang."

"Get out of here!"

They may make a fuss, they may argue.

Everyone gradually realized why Mo Wen did this.

Firstly, Mo Wen is the leader of an organization of extraordinary individuals, so it's impossible for him to serve as a Celestial Master.

Secondly, it can also be seen as a way of doing a favor for the Celestial Master's Mansion.

After all, Zhang Chulan's ancestors had a close relationship with the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The purpose of holding the Luotian Grand Ritual is also to select a successor to the Heavenly Master's qualifications.

The best candidate for the championship would naturally be someone connected to the Celestial Master's Mansion.

There's nothing we can do now; things have come to this.

Everyone could only sigh that Zhang Chulan had gotten incredibly lucky.

They finally encountered the most formidable opponent in the entire Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and it just so happened to be the final round, where the opponent was going to throw the game and play the game of personal relationships.

As for the talk of a conspiracy, people were just joking and didn't take it seriously.

No one suspected any behind-the-scenes manipulation in the competition. At most, Zhang Chulan brought along a company employee named Feng Baobao as a henchman, but that wasn't a big deal.

And those who bet their entire fortune on Mo Wenying.

At this moment, they were all pounding their chests, stamping their feet, and wailing loudly.

But they dared not hold a grudge against Mo Wen, who was powerful and influential, and could only blame Zhang Chulan for the crime.

He secretly wrote it down in his little notebook, waiting for the opportunity to avenge the family's financial ruin.

"Cough cough..."