Chapter 591

When Lan Yu finished, Tang Jun's eyes suddenly brightened, and he showed a flattering smile: "Hey, this Chu Yan really committed a crime of his own. He has done all these things. This time, we are going to let him never turn over! Elder martial brother Lan's good method is high. It's really high! "

While talking, Tang Jun just extended a thumb.

Blue jade complacently squint at him one eye: "still not fast do?"

"Well, don't worry, elder martial brother LAN. I will do it properly." With a smile, Tang Jun turned and disappeared into the crowd.

At this moment, because of Fan Cheng's words, people fell into silence.

"No one thinks we're going to win."

Fan Cheng's words still echoed in people's ears.

The crowd looked up. Sure enough, in the stands around, the other disciples of the sect were not optimistic that they would be able to turn over the Jedi in the remaining two games.

Some disciples of the sect even went to the cangyu sect in advance to congratulate them.

The face of Zhong Wei in cangyu gate was red with excitement at the moment, and he bowed his hands to the people who came to congratulate him.

"These guys..." Su Jianyuan, who had been awake for a long time, clenched his fist when he saw this scene.

At this time, Chu Yan opened his mouth with a smile.

"At the beginning, they didn't think that we could hold on till now."

As soon as the words came out, they were stunned and turned to look at Chu Yan. They saw that Chu Yan's face was still a familiar smile, and the look in his eyes was more and more flying.

Seeing the light in people's eyes shaking slightly, Chu Yan continued with a smile: "at the beginning, they also thought that we would be eliminated after five games. At the end of the first five games, we were the leader. Now they think that we can't win the last two games. So, what do they care about?"

Chu Yan so a say, the public is a Leng at first, very quick reaction come over.

Yes, they were affected by the emotions of those disciples at the scene.

The game is played one by one. If the onlookers think that the result will be the same, what is the need for the game?

If that's the case, it's better to ask which sect to serve as the national religion according to the paper strength.

"Did you forget what we said before the game started?" Chu Yan's eyes swept away from everyone's faces one by one.

"We want to win." Li Xiu said.

"Yes! We're going to win! " Jiang Chengxin gritted his teeth.

"We must win! Hit these guys in the face Su Jianyuan waved his fist.

The atmosphere among the people revived.

Lin miaoran is not a disciple of the broken Star building, so it is not convenient for him to participate in such a discussion.

But at the moment, she was sitting beside her, holding her cheek in one hand and looking at Chu Yan.

This is the person you like. You can not only create miracles, but also influence others with your own attitude.

Reading this, Lin miaoran's heart can't help pouring out a sweet feeling, the corner of his mouth can't help but slightly up.

At this time, Chu Yan looked at Jiang panmeng: "elder martial sister Jiang, can you give me a chance to play the last game?"

"No problem." Jiang panmeng waved with a smile, full of confidence.

"But younger martial brother Chu, your opponent in the last round, is Ning Mai Jing's double perfection." Fan Cheng is still worried about this.

If the other side is only 20%, then everyone will have no doubt. In that case, it would be strange if Chu Yan lost.

"There's nothing to worry about." Chu Yan shook his head with a smile, his eyes flickered slightly, "in addition to the presence of you, no one knows that I can cross the stage, that Zhong Wei, of course, is not clear."

From the observation of Zhong Wei just now, Chu Yan can see that this guy is typically impetuous. If you make good use of this, Chu Yan is confident to win as long as you don't fight a long-term battle with the other party. Even if you fight for Lingqi, Chu Yan doesn't have to be afraid of the other party. The same realm is never empty.

This kind of win is more based on Chu Yan's confidence in his own strength, which is completely different from gambling on fortune.

Before long, the eighth game concerning the life and death of the broken Star Tower will begin.

At this time, a tall and strong looking monk with a big beard came to Lian Yongzhi's side and sat down.

If Zhong Wei and Shen Huang were here at the moment, they would respectfully call elder Bai.

This person is Bai Lixuan, one of the elders of cangyumen tianxinjing.

"It's really a pity for the broken Star building this time." It's a pity, but Bai Lixuan's tone always makes people feel a kind of schadenfreude.

It's normal to think about it.

Cangyumen is the current national religion, and he is determined to be re elected.

In the first round, facing the most non threatening broken Star Building in the six major doors, the result was beaten like this. Now the score is not in the lead, and the scene is also worse than others.

Now it's hard to see the hope of victory. Even the elder can't bear it at last.

Lian Yongzhi didn't even look at the other side. He looked at the challenge arena and said faintly, "the competition is not over yet. I don't know who will win. Bai Changlao is so determined. What's the inside story?"

This made Bai Lixuan's face stiff.

Originally to vent the depression in the heart of the gas, by the way ridicule the broken Star building, the result is the other side in turn stabbed.

Bai Lixuan was unconvinced and sneered: "in this way, Lian Chang always thinks that Guizong still has hope to win over cangyumen? Don't you see that at the moment, the scene is already watching our cangyu gate, and some people have already begun to congratulate us in advance? "

Lian Yongzhi's face still has no redundant expression, and his tone is still flat: "the reason why a miracle is called a miracle is that everyone doesn't think it can happen."

"In this way, elder Lian really has confidence in the remaining two disciples of ningmaijing Erzhong Xiaocheng." Bai Lixuan deliberately bit the words "Er Chong Xiao Cheng" very hard.

At the moment, his eyes twinkled and he ran said, "if that's the case, elder Lian, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?" Lian Yongzhi looks at him.

At the moment, it's not a battle of morale, but a battle between the two major branches. As a senior member of the War Department, Lian Yongzhi naturally has no reason to shrink back.

"Let's bet on the broken Star Building and cangyu gate, whether they can win the final round, and then bet on who can laugh to the end!" After Bai Lixuan finished, he seemed to be afraid that Lian Yongzhi would not agree. He quickly added, "but if elder Lian doesn't feel confident, then this gamble will be over."

Of course, it's impossible. Lian Yongzhi knows very well. If he shrinks at the moment, then in a twinkling of an eye, all kinds of rumors, such as the timidity of the broken Star Building and the lack of confidence of the elder of the broken Star Building in his disciples, won't be heard.