The referee gave Lin Beifan a grateful smile, then straightened his back and said righteously,""I swear on my honor and Dao heart: I have faithfully performed my duties and have not committed any favoritism!”
After swearing with their Dao hearts, everyone no longer had any doubts.
Huang Jinyu's face turned red, but Lin Beifan still did not let him off.
"Junior Brother, I understand your feelings very well. It's normal for you to be mentally unbalanced in the face of injustice. But Junior Brother, you have to know that luck is also a part of strength! There are millions of disciples here, but why are only a few dozen of us accepted as personal disciples by the elders? I don't deny that we are indeed outstanding and we are also very hardworking, but are there no outstanding disciples among the million disciples? For example, the top 10 inner disciples are not weaker than some of us!”
"However, we were accepted as disciples by the elders, but they didn't. This is luck!”
"This is unfair! But have they complained?"
"No, they have never slacked off. They will not spend time on these meaningless things. Instead, they will work hard to prove themselves in the competition! Whether they failed or succeeded, they were all heroes!”
"Well said!" The applause was thunderous, and the audience was very excited.
Lin Beifan's words had struck a chord in their hearts. They worked so hard to prove themselves, to prove that their efforts were not in vain, to prove that they were not weaker than their personal disciples.
"Our Holy Land also needs this group of hardworking and energetic people!”Lin Beifan said loudly, his voice clearly echoing throughout the entire arena,""That's why our Holy Land holds a grand competition every four years. It's for those who have the ambition to stand out, for those who have the ambition to bear fruit, and for the flowers of hope to bloom in the Holy Land forever!”
"Well said!" Another round of thunderous applause.
This time, even the sect leader and elders were moved.
"Well said, well said!”
"Let those who have aspirations stand out, let those who have aspirations bear fruit, let the flower of hope bloom forever in the Holy Land!”
"I didn't expect a small disciple to have such a profound experience!”
"Eldest Senior Brother, you've taken in a good disciple!”
……
"You flatter me. It's just a glib tongue. A bad disciple still needs to be honed!”The Great Elder was grinning from ear to ear.
He didn't expect that Lin Beifan, who was usually cooped up at home, would be so passionate with just a few words. His blood was boiling, and he had stirred up the atmosphere. It really made him proud.
"Just like Eldest Senior Brother back then!" The sect leader smiled and looked at Lin Beifan with a strange gaze. He nodded secretly.
In the square, Lin Beifan said earnestly,""So Junior Brother, injustice will always exist. Even the most impartial God will be biased sometimes. After all, complaints and doubts were the work of the weak. Only hard work could smooth out luck, and only firm faith could overcome injustice! Do you know?"
"Junior Brother, I've learned my lesson!" Huang Jinyu said aggrievedly.
"Alright, everyone line up and draw lots. Don't delay the competition!”Lin Beifan waved his hand.
The disciples seemed to have been affected by Lin Beifan's inexplicable influence and lined up obediently.
After drawing lots, Lin Beifan returned to the podium and continued to be a quiet handsome man. However, at this moment, his image in everyone's hearts was already very different.
"Who taught you these words?" The Great Elder suddenly asked, and all the elders pricked up their ears to listen.
"No one taught me to just talk nonsense. Don't worry about fooling that idiot Huang Jinyu!”Lin Beifan waved his hand in boredom.
The elders were speechless.
The third round of the competition ended very quickly, and it was very exciting.
Lin Beifan once again went up to draw lots. The disciples were all staring at him cautiously. Could he have drawn a bye again?
Others fought to the death, but you won all the way. How could others live?
However, no one doubted Lin Beifan anymore. Huang Jinyu's fate was still in front of them.
Right at this moment, the sect leader of Yu Hua Pavilion stood up and laughed loudly,""Lin Beifan said it well just now. The Grand Tournament of the Holy Lands is to let those who have the will to stand out, to let those who have the will to bear fruit, and to let the flower of hope bloom forever in the Holy Lands! This is also the original intention of us holding the Grand Tournament of the Holy Lands. I hope that such a grand tournament can continue to be held fairly! However, just now, all the disciples were working hard, but there was one person who won all the way to the top 13. It was indeed a little unfair!”
Everyone looked at Lin Beifan.
Lin Beifan was speechless.
What did I do?
Lin Beifan felt very innocent!
The sect leader continued to speak loudly," So I've decided to change the method. We'll still draw lots. But there are only 12 lots. The people who draw number 1 and number 12 will team up with Lin Beifan to compete for the next round of spots. If the two of them won, they would continue to compete until the winner was decided!”
"That's great. We should have done this a long time ago!”
"Lin Beifan can't escape!"
"2v1, let's see how he can still show off?”
……
At this moment, all the disciples cheered.
It was as if he had overthrown the landlord's rule and was the master of the house!
? The Sect Leader smiled at Lin Beifan." Junior Nephew Lin, you have a lot of stamina and energy. You should be able to deal with two of them, right?"”
"Of course not!" Lin Beifan gave a fake smile.
To actually come up with such a rule, this sect leader was really too bad!
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