Is this okay?" Qiong Yuyan saw that Chu Yiliu's formation was a bit strange. The weakest person faced the strongest person on the opponent's side.
"Try it." Chu Yiliu said calmly. Anyway, the chance of winning the three rounds of Ningqi battle was not high. If he fought according to the routine, he would definitely lose. If he did the opposite, there might be hope.
Qiong Yuyan nodded, thought about it carefully, and found that in this way, the strongest person on his side was almost the same as the second strongest person on the other side, and the second strongest person was not much different from the third strongest person on the other side.
This way the odds of winning are indeed much greater.
On the opposite side, Qiong Ao walked out and sneered: "We will not let you win any of the three rounds of competition! A bunch of rubbish, they also want to overthrow the rule of the direct lineage, today I will let you know the difference!"
"That's not a bad tone." Qiong Yuyan snorted coldly, "If we win by chance, what will the third young master do?"
"Win?" Qiong Ao sneered, "You guys think too highly of yourself."
"One million spirit stones." Qiong Yuyan said calmly, "You and I each take out one million spirit stones. If we win a game, it will be ours. If we don't win, it will be yours. How about that?"
Qiong Ao's eyes darkened slightly, and when he saw Qiong Yuyan's confidence, he suddenly felt that what he had said was a bit full.
"What? You don't dare anymore?" Qiong Yuyan glanced at him.
Shhh...
The Qiong disciples who were watching all around booed.
"It's just one million spirit stones, I'll bet you!" Qiong Ao's face darkened and he said sternly, "Just wait and give me the money."
"Very good, then I would like to thank the Third Young Master first." Qiong Yuyan cupped her fists and smiled.
"Both sides draw lots and send out people!" Qiong Zhenjiang said in a deep voice, "The person who draws the short lot will send out people first."
Qiong Yuyan and Qiong Ao stepped forward to draw lots.
Qiong Ao came out first.
He snorted coldly and sneered: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
The first person he sent was his own strongest, and he wanted to suppress the momentum of the side faction at the beginning.
Qiong Yuyan looked at the three people on her side and said loudly: "Did you hear it? Whoever wins a round can take away the one million spirit stones!"
One million spiritual stones!
The eyes of the three collateral disciples suddenly became ablaze.
Qiong Yuyan immediately started to point out his generals, directly pitting the worst against Qiong Ao's strongest.
"Let him go?" Qiong Ao naturally also found out the foundation of the people on the side, with a look of disdain in his eyes. If the weakest person confronts his strongest person, he will definitely lose!
"Young concubine, have you already given up?" Qiong Ao said proudly, "Look at how my people will beat you to pieces!"
The descendants of Qiong Yuyan's side also showed doubts and began to discuss in low voices.
"Isn't it clear that we are going to lose?" someone muttered.
If Qiong Yuyan hadn't done enough work in the early stage, someone would probably have started scolding him by now, suspecting that he had been bribed by a direct lineage.
The worst disciple rushed up to confront the strongest one, and his expression was not good-looking either.
Sure enough, after a hundred moves, Qiong Yuyan was defeated.
"Haha." Qiong Ao looked proud.
Everyone in the direct line also showed joy, and it was a good sign that they were victorious.
"Ants are ants, never dream of becoming a giant!" Qiong Ao said coldly and arrogantly.
It was Qiong Yuyan's turn to send people. This time, his strongest disciple faced off against the second most powerful person in his direct lineage.
The battle was evenly matched, and the fight was hard to separate. In the end, the side side won with a desperate attack!
"Great!" The side team burst into cheers, finally turning the tables so quickly.
"How is that possible?" Qiong Ao's face darkened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Qiong Yuyan chuckled and said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Qiong, for your support of millions of spiritual stones. I thank you on behalf of everyone!"
As he spoke, he bowed to Qiong Ao in a dignified manner.
"Hmph, don't get too proud too early!" Qiong Ao snorted, one million spirit stones were thrown out, but the game couldn't be lost.
He whispered a few words in the ear of the last person, with a look of resentment in his eyes. The young man's face changed, and his whole body was shaking.
"Don't worry, as long as you do it, I will never harm your family!" Qiong Ao patted his shoulder.
Both parties took action.
The disciples of the collateral lineage have a solid foundation, but the skills they practice are inferior, so their attacks are not as powerful as those of the direct lineage. However, this person's attacks are strong and fearless, without fear of life or death, forcing the direct lineage to retreat step by step.
"After all, they are a group of delicate and noble guys who are so afraid of death." Someone sneered.
Qiong Ao's eyes turned slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Qiong Shan, don't forget what I said!"
As soon as he said these words, the direct descendant of the Qiong family trembled physically and mentally and did not dare to retreat. He took the opponent's attack abruptly and fought back frantically.
Both sides attacked desperately, but in the end the direct line was slightly better.
The collateral line fell.
Best of three games.
The direct lineage won the competition in the Qi Condensation Bureau.
"Huh, I told you I would never give you a chance to win!" Qiong Ao said coldly.
Qiong Yuyan shrugged and said with a smile: "Anyway, I have already obtained one million spirit stones. It doesn't matter if I lose a round. The best is yet to come."
"What's behind?" Qiong Ao's eyes turned cold. Although he won this round, he lost millions of spirit stones. He felt an indignation that was hard to vent in his heart. He sneered, "What awaits you behind will be tragedy!"
He snorted coldly and started drawing lots again.
Compared with the Ningyun game, this is the game that Qiong Yuyan is most confident of winning.
In this round of drawing lots, he will send out his people first.
Qiong Yufu came over and whispered: "The ancestor has already spoken. I hope you will not disappoint him in this game."
If we lose this round again, the competition in the Zihu round will be meaningless. Everything the side team has prepared before will be in vain.
Qiong Yuyan nodded solemnly and looked at Chu Yiyi and the other two.
"Then I will have to trouble you, sir." He said respectfully.
Chu Yiliu and the other two are his trump cards.
At this time, a descendant of the Qiong family frowned and asked doubtfully: "Yu Yan, is it reliable for you to put all your hopes on two outsiders?"
The person who spoke was a monk from Zihu, who was also quite prestigious in the side sect.
"Uncle Wu, if they lose, then no one can win the Ningyun game!" Qiong Yuyan said firmly.
"Is that so?" General Qiongwu looked at Chu Yiyi and the other two with doubts, and then said: "Send our people in the first game. We must win one first."
Qiong Yuyan glanced at Chu Yiyi and the other two.
Chu Yiliu smiled slightly and nodded. It was normal for the descendants of the Qiong family not to believe them.
Qiong Wu was dissatisfied with Qiong Yuyan's reliance on two outsiders, and secretly said: "If you win the first game, you can convince Yu Yan not to use the advantages of these two outsiders."
He immediately photographed the strongest disciple from the side line.
Qiong Ao was eager to vent his hatred at this moment, so of course he also sent extremely powerful people from his side.
The two disciples of the ninth level of Purple Lake fought against each other, and the fighting momentum was ten times stronger than that of the previous Qi Condensation Realm monks. All the defensive formations around the martial arts field were also activated.
Boom boom boom...
The sound of bombing and killing was loud, and the descendants of the collateral line once overpowered the direct lineage and gained the upper hand, causing a burst of cheers.
Qiong Wu pretended to smile casually and said: "This kid Qiong Nan has been very smart since he was a child. After ** years of experience outside, he will definitely be ranked among the top three in Qiong's Cloud Condensing Realm."
He looked proud and deliberately told Chu Yiyi and two others.
Qiong Yuyan was a little embarrassed, coughed and said: "I hope it can give us a good start in the first game."
"Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem." Qiong Wu said decisively, "Sometimes using your own people is definitely more reliable than outsiders."
Before he finished speaking, Qiong Nan, a collateral descendant on the stage, was sneak attacked by his direct descendant, and his advantage was instantly wiped out.
"How is that possible?" Qiong Wu stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Qiong Nan was blown away and hit the ground heavily. He took out more air than took in less.
well!
There was a cry of lamentation among the Qiong family members. The tragedy of the Qi Ning Bureau will not be repeated again.
"Hmph. I said, ants are ants!" Qiong Ao laughed proudly, glanced around the Qiong family's descendants, and said coldly: "You'd better know in your heart, who gave you a stable life, it's our direct descendants
!"
"One more round and this farce you have started will be over!"
He smiled coldly.
Many of the collateral descendants around them looked resigned to their fate. It is true that the direct descendants have more resources and better qualifications than them. There is no reason to be weaker than them.
The second person in the Ningyun Realm in the direct lineage came out.
She is a graceful girl, dressed in leopard print, which outlines her curvy figure.
"Let me end this farce." She shouted.
Qiong Yuyan looked at Chu Yiliu.
"Yu Yan, you have to think carefully. If we lose this game, all our previous efforts will be in vain!" Qiong Wu said in a deep voice.
He was still reluctant to place his hopes on two outsiders.
"Uncle Wu, I have decided that if they can't win, there is no point in sending others." Qiong Yuyan said firmly.
"Master, please!" He was extremely respectful.
Chu Yiyi looked at Mo Ji and said with a smile, "Let him go first."
Mo Ji nodded angrily and stood up.
"Who are they?" The children of the Qiong family talked a lot, but they were very unfamiliar with Chu Yiyiyi.
The ancestor of the collateral line also frowned and asked: "Why don't you let the Qiong family's children go to fight? This is your last chance."
Qiong Yuyan clasped her fists respectfully and said, "Ancestor, please rest assured, I will not let you down."
"It's best to be like this, otherwise you will know the consequences." The ancestor of the side line said calmly. If the side line loses in this farce, then someone must be responsible for this farce.
And this person is Qiong Yuyan!
"Don't worry, I'm here, no problem!" Mo Ji said angrily. He jumped down and hit the competition platform heavily.
On the opposite side of the line, Qiong Ao also stood up. His eyes were slightly cold and he said contemptuously: "Are you finally planning to take action? Then I will let you die without a burial place!"
He immediately said in a deep voice: "If someone who is not my Qiong family takes action, there is no need to worry about the Qiong family's ancestral precepts!" The implication is that the action can be extremely vicious!
The leopard girl raised her thin lips, nodded slowly, and said softly: "I will not let Third Brother down."
Mo Ji chuckled and said, "Then he is destined to be disappointed today!"
Whoosh...
Before he finished speaking, Leopard Girl took action, and her clear voice sounded in Mo Ji's ears, "I think you don't know how powerful my Leopard Girl is.