Yun chujiu looked at Master Dafang with a smile, wanting to urge him to announce the final result of the competition.
But unexpectedly, Master Xuanzhi said in a deep voice, “This round can’t be counted. If it weren’t for those inch rats, the winner of this round should be Yuan Kong.”
Master Liaowu immediately retorted, “Master Xuanzhi, what you said is wrong. There are no ifs in this world. Yuan Kong was attacked by the inch rats. It can only be said that he was unlucky. So this round is won by Lone.”
Master xuanzhi sneered, “If the owner of the inch rats is loneliness, I have nothing to say. After all, they can show their abilities on the competition stage.”.
However, those inch rats grew wild in Mount Buddha, so this round could not be counted at all.
Master Liaowu, don’t you know whether loneliness won by his own ability or not? I didn’t expect that your Zen sect has fallen to such a state.”
