Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Bai Tongtian shook his head slightly. "Our Vice Alliance Leader An has already made it clear to you that the two of them will fight alone, and the outcome of the win or loss is clear. Naturally, Bai will not interfere."

He paused for a moment, his tone a little warning, "But please don't interfere."

"Amitabha." Abbot Du Jian put his palms together, "Donor Bai's words make sense. Donor An won this battle, and he can participate in the Dragon City Competition."

Bai Tongtian bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Du Jian, for your fair and straightforward words. I will take Deputy Alliance Leader An back to heal his wounds first. See you tomorrow."

Bai Tongtian helped An Fenger up, put his hand on his wrist, and his heart sank.

It seems that although Yuan Jing didn't know that An Feng'er was protected by the "Azure Dragon", he also realized that he might be immune to martial arts, so he integrated the "Fist Ancestor" into the last "Burning Sky and Silence", which was equivalent to asking the five great gods to help him unleash the power of the "Fist Ancestor". The physical skills and martial arts were combined with each other. If An Feng'er didn't have the "Azure Dragon", he would have been a corpse by now.

After Bai Tongtian took the unconscious An Feng'er away, everyone returned to the inner hall of the Great Hall. However, the atmosphere at this time was much worse than before and was dead silent.

However, none of the sects mentioned that Yuan Jing overestimated his own abilities or that Jinchan Temple failed to defend Zhongzhou's bottom line. After all, An Feng'er's strength was indeed strong. If he were allowed to participate in the Dragon City Tournament in full condition, it would be hard to say who could defeat him.

Yuan Jing did try his best. Although he was defeated, An Feng'er was seriously injured. Even if he could participate in the Dragon City Competition which would start tomorrow, his chances of winning would be much smaller.

All the elders expressed their sorrow and respect to Abbot Dujian, and after a few words of greeting, they left one after another.

Chen Qingzhou comforted the young monk Yuan Xin, who was crying like a tearful man, and then returned to his residence with Lan Tingluo, and told everyone what had just happened.

Wan Jian sighed, "This Thousand Years Alliance is so scary. Such a young deputy leader is so powerful. I guess Bai Tongtian is not someone to be trifled with. There is also a leader who calls himself 'Nine Thousand Years Old'. Tsk tsk!"

Xie Liang said: "Yes, if An Feng'er wasn't too young and hadn't been provoked, Master Yuan Jing probably wouldn't have had the chance to seriously injure him."

Yu Mu also sighed: "Fortunately, Chen Da and Elder Chen did not go into battle just now, otherwise..."

At this point he was suddenly stuck, and it seemed like nothing he could say next would be appropriate.

Wan Jian hit Yu Mu on the back of his head. "What nonsense are you talking about, you silly boy! If Elder Chen goes to fight, he will definitely be able to defeat that ignorant boy! Right, Elder Chen?"

When Chen Qingzhou saw Yu Mu being bullied, he rolled his eyes at Wan Jian. He didn't care how rich the Wan family was. He didn't need money now.

Yu Mu realized that he seemed to be in trouble, so he quickly apologized, "It's all my fault for talking nonsense. Elder Chen can definitely beat An Feng'er, I definitely can't beat him, hehe..."

Wan Jian also scratched his head awkwardly. He didn't know that Chen Qingzhou and Yu Mu were close friends, so he didn't know why his flattery didn't go to the right place. He could only quickly change the subject, "Master Lan, Elder Chen, the draw will be held early tomorrow morning. I'll go take a walk now."

Looking at Wan Jian's fat back as he left, Chen Qingzhou asked, "How come the Wan family's money is still useful in a quiet and peaceful place like Jinchan Temple?"

Lan Tingluo smiled and glanced at Sanqian who was familiar with worldly affairs, "You come and explain it!"

Although Sanqian's arms were cut off, he was open-minded by nature. He used the stone arms made by Huo Shouzuo just as easily. He smiled and said, "Brother Qingzhou, you don't know! Although Jinchan Temple is a place of hard training, there are thousands of monks after all. And you see, this temple is so magnificent. Just the work of repairing this hall, such as replacing tiles, reinforcing wooden beams, painting walls, etc., requires both manpower and materials. It costs a lot of money every year!"

Chen Qingzhou nodded.

"There are also some Buddhist activities, such as holding ceremonies, chanting sutras and praying for blessings. We need to prepare incense, candles, flowers and offerings, right? The daily food, clothing, accommodation and so on of thousands of monks, these basic expenses are also indispensable."

Everyone nodded, there were indeed many places to spend money.

"There's something more important!" Unexpectedly, Sanqian hadn't finished speaking yet. "Not to mention the high-grade materials needed for practicing magic weapons and forging weapons, even the Buddha statues, scriptures and books are often made of gold, silver, jade and stone. How can ordinary people afford them? As soon as I arrived, I heard that Master Du Ming was chasing after Senior Brother Wan for alms, saying that several temples have become dilapidated!"

"Ha ha……"

Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly, then went back to their rooms.

……

Early the next morning.

The thousand-year-old bell of Jinchan Temple sounded deep and melodious, and the sound spread far and wide. Everyone opened their eyes in this dreamlike world.

Nearly a thousand disciples from various major sects gathered once again in the center of the square of Jinchan Temple.

The leaders of the North Dragon, South Phoenix, the Five Great Mysterious Sects and other sects sat at the top, while the other disciples stood and watched for the time being.

Having lost his beloved disciple in a battle last night, Abbot Du Jian looked noticeably worse, but as Jinchan Temple was the host of the Dragon City Showdown, he had to stand up and say a few words.

The old monk stood up, put his palms together and bowed to everyone, "Thank you all for coming. Last night... after the major sects registered on the spot, a total of 63 people participated in this Dragon City Showdown. After the draw, the duels will be conducted in a corresponding manner. In the first round of 32 duels, one person will be given a bye, and the result will be announced at that time. The subsequent duels will continue according to the natural arrangement of numbers until the final winner is determined."

The rules were not complicated and everyone understood them. Moreover, everyone already knew that the winner would not only receive the treasure of the Jinchan Temple and the hundred-year-old Vajra Bodhi of the monk Heguang, but the sect he belonged to would also become the leader of the group.

Wan Jian approached Chen Qingzhou with a smile on his face and whispered, "Elder Chen, you must go up and draw lots in the established order later!"

Chen Qingzhou glanced at him and nodded.

Afterwards, everyone in the square was divided into two groups. One was the sixty-three people who participated in the Dragon City Competition. An Fenger did not show up, probably because he was too seriously injured, so he was replaced by Bai Tongtian.

The other part was the many disciples from various sects who came to cheer and support.

In the middle of the square was a one-meter-high golden altar, which contained sixty-four agarwood balls engraved with numbers, which were the contestants' code names.

Then, each sect, according to the previous order, including the Beilong Army, Nanfeng Army, Pijia Sect, Jumangxuan, Xuanshui Sect, Tianci Sect, Jinchan Temple, Zongheng Chess Club, etc., came forward one by one to draw lots.

There were two monks taking notes next to the golden altar, and several disciples from other sects were supervising.

"I'm number five."

"I'm number fifty-three."

"Number forty-seven!"

"Number two!"

Everyone drew their own numbers one after another, and many people were already looking for their opponents.

Finally it was Chen Qingzhou's turn. He was the first one from the Tianci Sect. Just when the last person from the Xuanshui Sect in front of him was about to finish drawing, he suddenly pulled Yu Mu behind him and exchanged positions with himself.