Yun chujiu frowned slightly when she saw the person.
The person standing in front of her was a middle-aged monk. He did not look good, which was originally nothing, but Yun Chujiu had a photographic memory. He was not in the bitter Zen sect’s lineup yesterday.
Could it be that this person was originally the hidden strength of the bitter Zen sect, so he showed up today in order to ensure victory?
At this moment, the person said, “This penniless monk, Yuan Kong, let us compete in this round.”
Yun Chujiu’s heart sank. No wonder that Xuan Zhi had been lingering under the competition stage. He must have wanted to stop her from leaving the stage.
Now, since she was on the competition stage, Yuan Kong would not let her leave.
Moreover, if she had admitted defeat earlier, she would have admitted defeat.
But now the score was five to five. If she admitted defeat, the people of Zen sect would feel it was a pity even if they did not say it.