After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

In the suburbs, Di Lin, lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes with a confused look on his face.

Just looking in front of me, I saw two men in black with their backs to something, digging something, and they seemed to be saying something like "bury it...get off work..."

"Where am I?" Di Lin only remembered that he found a secluded place to regulate his breathing and meditate, and suddenly he felt a headache, his eyes went dark, and then he came here.

"Who ambushed me? Oh, there's still a competition!" Di Lin suddenly remembered that the competition seemed to be about to begin, and he didn't care about the two people who dug the pit, and flew directly towards the ring.

The two men who were digging the pit had just finished digging when they turned around and found that the target had disappeared, so they could only look at each other in confusion.

"Boss, things seem to have gone wrong?"

"Nonsense, of course I know!"

"What about us now?"

"Hurry back and explain the situation to the young lady. She will probably forgive us."

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On the ring, seeing that time was passing quickly but there was no sign of Di Lin, the referee could only announce the result helplessly.

"I declare that the winner this time is Lin from the Qingluan Holy Land..."

"Wait... wait! I'm coming!!!" Di Lin, dressed in a dishevel, still rushed over when the results were about to be announced.

At this time, Di Lin was in a dishevel, his black robe was covered in mud, and the back of his head seemed to be slightly bulging, which was very different from his previous high-spirited image on the dragon.

The disciples watching the game below were excited again.

"Is this person really Di Lin? Is he pretending to be him?"

"I think it must be an imposter, just to go through the motions. After all, they must have thought that such an open performance would have a bad impact, so they just randomly sent someone to give us a pass."

"Damn it! This is so shameless! We agreed on fairness, justice and openness!"

"Insider information, absolutely inside information!!!"

Only the people from the Canglong Holy Land did not make a fuss. After all, they still recognized their Holy Son. But what happened to the Holy Son? Why did he look so embarrassed?

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"Strange, wasn't he dragged out and buried by Ding Jia?" Looking at Di Lin on the stage, Lin Wanxi was puzzled.

On the stage.

After consulting with the Holy Lords, the referee elder received instructions to continue the game.

"Um...are you really okay? Do you want me to ask for instructions and we can fight again later?" Lin Chuan looked at Di Lin and suggested, because he seemed to see blood flowing out of the back of Di Lin's head.

"It's okay. I was not paying attention for a moment and was ambushed by a villain. I only suffered some... minor injuries. I'm really sorry for making Brother Lin wait for so long!" Di Lin waved his hand to reject Lin Chuan's suggestion, and said that the minor injury was not worth mentioning.

"Ambush?" Lin Chuan suddenly seemed to know why none of his opponents showed up.

"Who could be helping me?" Lin Chuan looked at Xu Hanyi. Xu Hanyi was also looking at Lin Chuan, as if cheering him on.

"It seems that it's not Master." Lin Chuan looked at everyone he knew again and found that except for Lin Wanxi who avoided his gaze, the others were looking at Lin Chuan with encouraging eyes.

The answer is obvious. This girl is simply lawless. She needs to be taught a lesson soon!

"Brother Di Lin, I'm sorry for offending you!" Seeing that Di Lin was unwilling to recover from his injuries first, Lin Chuan didn't say much.

"It's okay, Brother Lin, just go ahead and take action." Di Lin said proudly.

The audience below also began to press the button.

"Di Lin vs. Lin Chuan, the pressure begins!"

"I'm betting on Lin Chuan!!!"

"I'm also going to suppress Lin Chuan!!!"

"Although Di Lin is very strong, I still beat Lin Chuan!!!"

Everyone started betting on Lin Chuan to win. There was no other way. The inside story had already been deeply rooted in everyone's mind, so that from the opening to the end, except for the people from the Canglong Holy Land, everyone else bet on Lin Chuan to win.

On the stage.

Lin Chuan and Di Lin stood facing each other. The howling wind rustled their clothes. Lin Chuan's eyes were determined, Xingye tightly grasped in his hand, and he exuded a fearless aura. Di Lin's face was stern, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

The battle was about to break out. Di Lin struck first, charging forward like lightning, his spear wielding a sharp whistling sound as it slashed towards Lin Chuan. Undeterred, Lin Chuan dodged the blow with a deft, sidestepping. Immediately, Lin Chuan retaliated, wielding the Starry Night, sending streaks of light and shadow lashing out at Di Lin. Di Lin reacted with remarkable speed, blocking the blow with a resounding clang of metal.

The battle reached a fever pitch as both sides exchanged blows. Lin Chuan constantly shifted his moves, trying to find Di Lin's weaknesses. Di Lin, unwilling to be outdone, repeatedly parried Lin Chuan's attacks with his immense strength and agility. Sweat streamed down their foreheads, but their eyes grew more intense, their will to fight more resolute.

Suddenly, Lin Chuan caught Di Lin's weakness and rushed forward. Di Lin was startled and quickly used his body skills to dodge, but it was too late.

Lin Chuan's sword, like a venomous snake, pierced Di Lin's chest. However, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Di Lin, Di Lin suddenly swayed and disappeared.

Lin Chuan was secretly shocked. He had never seen such strange movements before. Before he could come to his senses, Di Lin's voice rang out behind him: "Not bad, but next, you better be careful!"

"True Dragon's Fury!"

Before he finished speaking, Di Lin's body suddenly grew larger, his skin covered in scales. The spear in his hand seemed to come alive, tracing brilliant lines through the air. The tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, as if it had intelligence and autonomously sought out Lin Chuan's weaknesses. Every swing of the spear brought a gust of wind that seemed to tear the surrounding air apart.

"Star Slash!" Lin Chuan was not willing to be outdone. The Yin-Yang sword intent burst out, and holding the Starry Night, he fiercely attacked Di Lin.

"Dang!" A crisp sound of metal collision suddenly erupted, resounding around like thunder.

Everyone looked intently and saw that the Starry Night in Lin Chuan's hand was firmly pressed against the outside of Emperor Lin's hard scales, unable to move forward any further. However, at this thrilling moment, a shocking blood mark appeared on Lin Chuan's shoulder, and blood slowly seeped out, staining his clothes red.

"Chuan'er!"

"Son!"

"Junior Brother Lin!"

Seeing Lin Chuan injured, the women in the audience were immediately worried.

Xu Hanyi: If he dares to hurt my Chuan'er, I have to go talk to their Holy Lord!

Lin Wanxi: You dare to hurt the young master? You are seeking death!

Ling Yuexi: The people from Canglong Holy Land are so abominable. When the time comes and they come to my Tianyao Peak for treatment, I will make sure they are in trouble!

Feng Ning'er: You even dare to hurt my God of Wealth. Okay, okay, from now on, when people from the Canglong Holy Land come to our Chamber of Commerce to buy things, the price will be doubled!

Disciples who participated in the opening: No, we agreed on the inside story, why are we fighting so seriously? It seems we are just a bunch of leeks, right?

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