Chapter five hundred and ninety one better to take a gamble
When Lan Yu finished speaking, Tang Jun's eyes lit up and a flattering smile appeared: "Hehehe, Chu Yan is really a sin to do something by himself. He has done all this kind of thing. This time we will make him never give it to you.
Turn over! Senior Brother Lan is a good method, he is very high, he is really high!"
While talking, Tang Jun stretched out a thumb just right.
Lan Yu glanced at him proudly: "Why don't you go and do it?"
"Okay, Senior Brother Lan, don't worry, I will definitely do this." Tang Jun smiled, turned around and crawled into the crowd and disappeared.
At this moment, everyone fell into silence because of Fan Cheng's words just now.
“No one thinks we will win.”
Fan Cheng's words were still echoing in everyone's ears at this time.
Everyone looked up and found that in the stands around, the disciples of other sects were not optimistic that they could turn the Jedi in the remaining two games.
Some disciples of the sect have even gone to congratulate Cangyu Sect in advance.
The face of Zhong Wei of Cangyumen was so excited that he was red in excitement, and he bowed to the person who came to congratulate him repeatedly.
"This group of guys..." Su Jianyuan, who had already woken up, clenched his fists in anger when he saw this scene.
At this moment, Chu Yan smiled and spoke.
"At the beginning, they didn't think we could stick to this point."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and turned to look at Chu Yan. Seeing that Chu Yan's face was still a familiar and unchanging smile, the spirit in his eyes became more and more flying.
Seeing the light in everyone's eyes shaking slightly, Chu Yan continued with a smile: "They believed that we would be eliminated after five games. As a result, at the end of the first five games, we were the one who led the way. Now they think we can't win the last two.
So, what do they think, have you cared about?"
After Chu Yan said this, everyone was stunned at first and soon reacted.
Yes, they were affected by the emotions of the disciples of the sects at the scene.
The matches are played one by one. If the onlookers think the result is what they think, what are the necessary games?
If that's true, just follow the strength on paper and let any sect serve as the national sect.
"Did you forget what we said together before the game started?" Chu Yan's eyes swept across everyone's faces.
"We want to win." Li Xiu said.
"Yes! We want to win!" Jiang Chengxin gritted his teeth.
"We must win! We must slap these guys in the face!" Su Jianyuan waved his fists.
The atmosphere between the crowd became active again.
Because Lin Miaoran is not a disciple of the Shattered Star Tower, it is not convenient for him to participate in such a discussion.
But at this moment she was sitting next to her, holding her cheek with one hand, and staring at Chu Yan in a daze.
This is the person you like. Not only can you create miracles, but you are also constantly using your own attitude to influence others.
With this thought, Lin Miaoran couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up slightly.
At this time, Chu Yan looked at Jiang Panmeng: "Senior Sister Jiang, can you give me the chance to play in the last game, right?"
"No problem." Jiang Panmeng smiled and waved his hand, saying confidently.
"But Junior Brother Chu, your opponent in the last round is the second level of the Condensation Realm." Fan Cheng was still a little worried about this.
If the other party is only a second-level achievement, then everyone will have no doubts. In that case, it would be strange if Chu Yan loses.
"There is nothing to worry about." Chu Yan smiled and shook his head, his eyes flashed slightly, "No one except you present, knows that I can go above and beyond. Of course, that Zhong Wei doesn't know."
From the observation of Zhong Wei just now, Chu Yan could see that this guy is typically restless and impatient. If he makes good use of this, as long as he doesn't fight a protracted battle with the other party, Chu Yan is still very confident of winning the other party. Even if he fights for spiritual energy, Chu Yan may not be afraid of the other party. The madman who hunts spirits and swallows whale is never weak in the same realm.
This kind of winning is based more on Chu Yan's confidence in his own strength, which is completely different from gambling for luck when he meets his fortune.
In a short time, the eighth game that concerns the life and death of the Shattered Star Tower will begin.
At this time, a monk with a bearded man and looking tall and strong walked to Lian Yongzhi and sat down.
If Zhong Wei and Emperor Chen were here at this moment, he would definitely respectfully call Elder Bai when he saw this person.
This person is Bai Lixuan, one of the elders of the Tianxin Realm of Cangyumen.
"It's really a pity for Broken Star Tower this time." It was a pity, but Bai Lixuan's tone always makes people feel a sense of gloating.
It's normal to think about it.
Cangyu Sect is the current national sect, and is ready to be re-elected.
In the first round, facing the most unthreatening Star Tower among the six major sects, it was beaten like this. The score is not ahead now, and the scene is better than others.
Now that I finally saw the hope of victory, even the elders finally couldn't hold back.
Lian Yongzhi didn't even look at the other party, looked at the ring and said lightly: "The competition is not over yet, and it's still unknown who will win. Elder Bai is so confident. Is there any inside story?"
Bai Lixuan's face froze when he said this.
Originally, I was here to vent my depression and ridicule the overestimation of the Shattered Star Tower, but the other party stabbed me in reverse.
Bai Lixuan was immediately dissatisfied and sneered: "If you say so, Elder Lian thinks that your sect still has hope of defeating my Cangyu Sect? Haven't you seen that at this moment, the scene is already looking forward to our Cangyu Sect. , Has anyone started congratulating us in advance?"
Lian Yongzhi still had no unnecessary expression on his face, and his tone was still plain: "The reason why miracles are called miracles is because no one thinks it can happen."
"In this way, Elder Lian is really confident in the remaining two disciples of the second level of the Condensation Realm in the Sect." Bai Lixuan deliberately took the words "Double Level of the Small Level" very seriously.
At this moment, his eyes flashed and he said, "Since that's the case, Elder Lian might as well have a gamble."
"What are you betting on?" Lian Yongzhi turned his head to look at him.
At this moment, it was no longer a dispute between the two major sects. As a senior executive of the War Department, Lian Yongzhi naturally had no reason to retreat in this case.
"We will bet on whether the Shattered Star Tower and Cangyu Gate can be won to the final round, and who can laugh to the end!" After Bai Lixuan finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Lian Yongzhi would not agree, so he quickly added. In a word, "But if Elder Lian feels that he has no confidence, then this bet will be fine."
Of course it is impossible to calculate. Lian Yongzhi knew very well. If he retreated at this moment, then in a blink of an eye, all kinds of rumors, such as the timidity of the Broken Star Tower and the elder of the Broken Star Tower has no confidence in his disciples, wouldn't it be