Seeing his proud look, some people were naturally even more dissatisfied.
"You said three thousand and five, it's three thousand and five. You don't need to draft it when you're bragging."
Yan Junrui's eyes suddenly looked like daggers, and he looked straight at the man. He was so shocked that the man could no longer say a word.
"If I get 3,500 points, your life is mine. If I don't get it, I will cut off my head and give it to you." Yan Junrui looked at the other person and said word by word, "This bet, you
Do you dare to fight me?"
He can say this, so he must be full of confidence in this 3,500% and determined to win it.
"Three thousand and five, that's interesting." Chu Yan looked at this scene, and suddenly his thoughts moved slightly.
Turning his head slightly, Chu Yan looked towards the lawn in the distance.
On the lawn, the deacons of the sect, who had hidden their figures with the help of the formation, were also having a heated discussion.
"It's Yan Junrui! Why did Yan Junrui come to the ceremony?"
"We haven't received any news at all before this!"
"With Yan Junrui here, I will definitely not leave empty-handed this time, hahahaha!"
"What a joke! Yan Junrui is the disciple we want in Baiyun Pavilion."
"Don't make trouble, we Tianyimen haven't said we want it yet, why are you Baiyun Pavilion joining in the fun?"
"We are determined to win this boy!"
"Yan Junrui from the Yan family, a famous young genius, has not been taken away by any sect in advance. This time he will come to participate in the ceremony of recruiting hundreds of disciples. Isn't this like hiding a piece of gold in a basin of sand?
Well!"
"Anyway, we have to settle on Yan Junrui!"
"I heard that he wanted to take 3,500 points! He even dared to bet with others with his own life!"
"Good boy, ambitious!"
Among the group of deacons who were talking a lot at this moment, there was one person whom Chu Yan knew, and it was Song Hua from Xuanyue Sect.
Hearing that Yan Junrui of the Yan family actually came to participate in the Hundred Disciple Recruitment Ceremony, his heart suddenly became hot.
The Yan family is definitely a well-known family in the Yun Ao Kingdom, and is not comparable to the Lin family in a town like Changqing Town.
As the leader of the younger generation of the Yan family, Yan Junrui has naturally been known as a genius since he was a child.
However, because the Yan family is so powerful, few sects would forcefully recruit disciples, so Yan Junrui has not yet joined any sect.
This time he came to participate in the Hundred Sects Recruitment Ceremony, which actually felt like killing a chicken with a bull's-eye. However, it can also be seen that the Yan family's purpose was to hope that Yan Junrui would choose the sect he wanted to join.
With such a thought, Song Hua's mind couldn't help but become active.
No matter how you say it, if you can lead Yan Junrui into Xuanyue Sect, he will definitely have done a great job.
What's more, Yan Junrui has a 99% chance of getting an ultra-high score of 3,500 points. There is absolutely no problem with the requirements. The problem now is that as the person sent by Xuanyue Sect this time, he
Deacon, what kind of conditions can be offered to make the other party's heart flutter and choose you.
When Song Hua was thinking about how many benefits he could offer to attract Yan Junrui, his eyes suddenly moved and he looked up, his face slightly stiff.
"Chu Yan?" He blinked and saw Chu Yan, who was walking towards the phantom formation.
Song Hua's eyes immediately sank and he shook his head: "You are here after all, but in your current state, even if you can get good scores, there is no way to enter the sect. After all, the sect needs to be stronger.
A monk, not a powerful warrior."
Seemingly noticing Song Hua's gaze, a deacon from the sect next to him came over and said with a smile: "Deacon Song doesn't seem to think much of that Chu Yan?"
Previously, Chu Yan noticed that when the deacons were present, there was also a small-scale discussion, so some deacons of the sect also took Chu Yan into their hearts and prepared to observe his performance.
And this deacon is one of those people who is interested in Chu Yan.
Song Hua hesitated for a moment and then said: "What a pity-"
"What a pity?" The deacon tilted his head and his voice lowered, "What does Deacon Song mean?"
Looking back at Chu Yan, he saw that the last batch of young warriors taking part in the test had already sat down in the formation. He hesitated for a moment, sighed and said: "This Chu Yan originally had the hope of entering our Xuanyue Sect.
Yes, but just last month, an accident occurred and all the meridians in his body were shattered."
"Pulse coagulation was successful?" What the deacon realized was obviously something else, and he took a deep breath and exclaimed.
Song Hua nodded.
"At the age of sixteen, I successfully entered the Pulse Condensation Realm. I can indeed be considered a genius. But now... are all the meridians really broken?" The deacon seemed unwilling to give up and asked again.
"It's absolutely true, I tested it myself." Song Hua sighed, "If not, how could our Xuanyue Sect give up on him."
The deacon's expression changed drastically several times, but he finally returned to his original expression. He took a deep look at Chu Yan in the distance and said, "What a pity."
"Yes." Song Hua nodded.
If the meridians are completely broken, it means that you cannot enter the meridians condensation state.
Although there are elixirs in this world that can reshape meridians, such elixirs are really a waste of resources if they are used to reshape the meridians of a warrior.
This feeling is like using a life-extending elixir to treat a small wound on your finger that was cut by a razor blade. This is a question of whether it is worth it.
From this perspective, Chu Yan can indeed be regarded as completely abolished.
Since he was a warrior who could no longer be promoted, the deacon's attention was no longer on Chu Yan.
"Chu Yan, I know you are unwilling to accept it, but since some things have become facts, the best way is to let nature take its course." Song Hua said in his heart, looking far away at Yan Junrui.
This talented young man is the goal he wants to strive for this time.
At this time, the final round of tests of the Hundred Sects Recruitment Ceremony is about to begin.
Chu Yan was sitting cross-legged on the formation eye. Others might not feel it, but he could clearly feel that traces of spiritual energy were surging out of the formation eye under him and seeping into his body.
And his body seemed to be pulled by some kind of force to enter a certain state.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but Chu Yan looked up and found that Yan Junrui was less than a foot away from him.
Chu Yan was in the eighth area, and Yan Junrui was in the ninth area. They were not far apart from each other, but now they were facing each other because of their sitting positions.
But it was obvious that Yan Junrui had no interest in paying attention to Chu Yan, a "trash that could never reach two thousand points in his life". After sitting down cross-legged, he closed his eyes, with a arrogant expression on his face.
sneer.
Seeing this, Chu Yan also took a deep breath, calmed down, and closed his eyes.
The next moment, Chu Yan felt the spiritual energy under his body, which seemed to turn into a big hand, and he suddenly grabbed him from the ground and flew into the air.