Chapter 13: The Martial Arts of the Hundred Clans (8)

All along, Kamitsuki Ren's sleep has been a dreamless night, but after arriving in Chi Lian City, she began to have dreams slowly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIt's just that everything she dreams about in her sleep is blurry, and even blurry she can't see anything clearly.

She didn't know that the picture she saw in her sleep was her memory, and if she didn't dream once, her chest would glow, but this light would determine the strength of the light with the clarity of the memory in Shenyue's dream.

Nuo, who was leaning on the windowsill, looked at the sleeping Shenyue Ren, and his expression became serious. He knew that Shen Yueren's memories would always begin to recover slowly, and perhaps all he could do was delay the arrival of that day, but he couldn't stop it.

On the third day of the Hundred Clans' martial arts, the first single competition was the Wind Clan's young master Feng Lin, but compared with the young master who participated in the single competition two days ago, Feng Lin's performance was the worst, and it was also the one that won the hardest.

The audience who didn't know the truth was also puzzled by this, and even wondered if there was no one in the Wind Clan, how could a young master win so hard.

"You're really giving the Wind Clan a face. As soon as Feng Lin returned to his seat, Feng Jun, who was sitting next to him, watched the next group of games and sneered mercilessly.

Feng Lin knew where his abilities were, even if Feng Jun was laughing at him, he could only remain silent on the surface except for venting a few words in his heart.

Thinking that he was likely to be suppressed by Feng Jun for the rest of his life, Feng Lin still felt very sad, I am afraid that the entire hundred clans will not be able to find a second young master who is more miserable than him.

If the wind forest that appeared first made the audience and even the people of the hundred tribes question the wind clan, then the performance of Feng Xun, who appeared as the last person in the double competition, made them obediently shut their mouths.

It turns out that the Wind Clan can't find people who are incapable.

"Descend, why did you say that the patriarch of the Wind Clan had to replace the position of the young master of Feng Jun, and let that Feng Lin, who was completely inferior to Feng Jun, become the young master. Tuoba Yun, who was sitting in the stands, asked Tuoba next to him.

When they were studying, they were classmates with Feng Jun.

"That guy is capable but doesn't show off himself at all, but he can always make people feel dangerous when it matters most. Presumably, the patriarch of the Wind Clan just felt that if such a Feng Jun became the patriarch, it would bring too much uncertainty to the clan. Tuoba said his opinion.

When he was studying, he always felt that Feng Jun was not an ordinary person. He is good at hiding his aura, always attacking where he is surprised, like a poisonous snake. Even if it was him, he had to be on guard at all times.

After the third day of competition, it is customary to announce the roster for tomorrow's competition.

Regardless of what the previous roster was, everyone was in a sensation when the final single-player roster appeared.

The last game on the fourth day of the match day was between Tuoba Lin, the young master of the Tuoba clan, and Xuanyuan Mo of the Xuanyuan clan.

"Lie, Xuanyuan Mo's luck is too good!" Dongfang Ye was also shocked when he saw the list, and couldn't help but feel sad for Xuanyuan Mo in his heart, even if he had to appear, it was not good to choose anyone, but he chose the young master of the Tuoba clan.

Pei Jia'er also shook her head helplessly, "Tomorrow's game, where is the display, it must be a one-sided ravage." Pei Jiaer also silently mourned for Xuanyuan Mo in her heart.

However, Xuanyuan Mo actually didn't have any burden in his heart, and everyone present didn't think that he would create a miracle, even the people of the Xuanyuan clan.

Seeing the competition list, Xuanyuan Qi's expression was very serious, and after thinking for a while, he just said lightly: "Try to delay the competition as long as possible tomorrow." ā€

After Shenyue Lian saw the list, "Xuanyuan-jun is going to play?"

A rare smile appeared on Nuo's side beside Shenyue Lian, "Maybe it will be a rare and interesting game." ā€

This is the first time since the start of the Hundred Clans Martial Arts Conference that Shenyue Ren has seen a relatively obvious change in Nuo's expression, and it seems that he does have different expectations for tomorrow's game.

And as the other side of the game, Tuoba Lin has even been out of form.

"Young master, you will play in the last game tomorrow. Tuoba Yun reminded.

Tuoba Lin, who had a long reflex arc, finally reacted, "Ahhhh

After the end, Dongfang Ye did not leave in a hurry, Pei Jiaer naturally found that there was some little Jiujiu in Dongfang Ye's heart.

"What are you thinking about?"

Dongfang Ye specially pointed to Pei Jia'er to a gambling game not far away, "Tomorrow's gambling game starts to bet, don't you want to gamble?" Dongfang Ye, who saw the gambling game, began to itch again.

"No!" Pei Jia'er instantly rejected Dongfang Ye's proposal, "Don't forget, what we signed the contract, if you dare to touch gambling again, the gambling debt you owe me will double." ā€

"Okay, okay, even if I don't participate, you really don't want to give it a try?" Dongfang Ye persuaded Pei Jia'er with rhetoric again.

Pei Jia'er was obviously moved, "Then why don't you go and take a look first?"

There were more people involved in the game today, and almost all of the bets were placed on tomorrow's final game. However, without exception, they all chose Tuoba Lin to win, so the direction of everyone's gambling game has also changed, no longer who wins and who loses, but how much time Tuoba Lin needs to win.

"So many people bet for a second?" Pei Jia'er felt that such a bet was too different.

Dongfang Ye analyzed Pei Jia'er: "This is normal, you think everyone has seen Tuoba Jiang's performance on the first day, and in his one-to-two situation, the whole process does not exceed 10 seconds, not to mention Tuoba Lin, the young master of the Tuoba family." Naturally, everyone's expectations are a bit extreme. ā€

"What do you think?" Pei Jia'er asked Dongfang Ye rhetorically.

Dongfang Ye said proudly: "Of course, it's also one second, although the odds of choosing one second are the lowest." ā€

Pei Jia'er laughed, "Hey, Dongfang Ye, it's good that tomorrow will be your good brother, is it necessary for you to be so disoptimistic about him?"

"Eh, Pei Jia'er, don't stir up the relationship between us. I'm a person who only does things right, not people, although I sympathize with Mo and draw a sign, but no matter who is Tuobalain's opponent this time, I don't think the result will make much difference. It's just that this time the sad person happens to be ink!" Dongfang Ye said frankly.

"But will the result really be like this? After all, except for the people of the Tuoba family, no one knows Tuoba Lin's strength, after all, everyone didn't know about his existence before the Hundred Clans Martial Arts Conference began!"