"Next!"

"Tianji Pavilion wins!"

"Next!"

The winning streak is still going on, and the speed is even faster.

An hour passed.

The Grand Pavilion Master is still on the weapon refining stage, still winning streak.

Two hours, three hours, four hours passed... The Grand Pavilion Master was still supporting himself on the weapon refining table, but his chest was covered with blood spit from his mouth.

His body was shaking several times.

but.

Still trying hard to persevere.

The entire square was extremely quiet, and everyone was looking at the Grand Pavilion Master.

"boom!"

"Tianji Pavilion wins!"

"Next!"

He won another one, and at this time he had supported ten novels on the weapon refining platform, and thousands of sect weapon refiners were all defeated.

One person fights thousands of people!

How terrifying is this existence?

Although those who lost did nothing on stage, they were convinced!

No complaints whatsoever.

I also secretly admire the Grand Pavilion Master.

but.

How can I admire him any more? The Grand Pavilion Master is just a tyrant at best, but... he will eventually be eliminated, and Tianji Pavilion will eventually be defeated.

The Grand Pavilion Master stared at the elders of the Heavenly Clan and said seriously: "Elder, continue!!!"

The eyes of the elder of the Heavenly Clan became gloomy, he stood up, glanced at the losing sect weapon refiners, and said coldly, "A bunch of useless things!"

He hugged his hands and his joints crackled.

Take a step forward.
Chapter completed!