Fan Su thought for a moment and nodded: "I really can't win. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

There is no way to win.

This sentence reached everyone's ears, and everyone seemed to understand it, but they didn't seem to understand it.

Instead, he muttered: "Does this mean that Ayin's tactics have succeeded?" ”

Tactics that make the other side feel desperate. Because of every move, she uses the same move to deal with.

Although it is the same trick, as long as Ah Yin makes some small changes, it is enough to deal with the biggest changes in Fansu. It's almost the same to adapt to all changes, but it can make the opponent feel that it is impossible to defeat her.

The referee declared Ayin the winner.

Ayin was relieved and stepped off the stage. It was a real victory, but there was no great joy of winning.

Maybe that's what Luo Yan said, a normal heart.

However, at least in the first battle, she did not disappoint everyone.

Luo Yan and Traces greeted her below and smiled at her.

Ayin smiled back.

Coo cried out with a duck mulberry next to him, "Ah! Yes! I knew that the master was very powerful! ”

Ayin's heart warmed. However, the cooing voice was too eye-catching, and suddenly the camp of the Confucian style faction turned over with countless knife-like eyes.

Ayin didn't know how to deal with it, so she simply didn't deal with anything, and directly ignored their gaze.

The next game starts right away.

Ah Yin looked at it, the Lingyin Sect girl on the stage was a little familiar, and after thinking about it, she remembered that she had a relationship with her.

is the daughter of the head of the true monarch, Wen Yujun.

The Lingyin faction is naturally very concerned about this game.

Ah Yin also glanced at it from time to time, remembering that he had heard of it in the Lingyin Sect.

Wen Yujun is also a genius-type character with similar traces.

She was born in the Lingyin Sect since she was a child, so she started cultivating early, and when she was only eleven years old, she successfully built a foundation. Now it is already in the middle of the foundation building period, a higher realm. Coupled with the various magic weapon cheats given by the head of the True Monarch, it is almost difficult for people in the foundation building period to win against her.

Zhen explained: "Senior Sister Wen is also among the top three figures among the personal disciples of the Lingyin Sect. ”

Luo Yan nodded, agreeing with Scar's point of view.

Ah Yin glanced at the head of the house, Zhenjun. He was still in the front of him, watching the game lightly. There was no expression of concern on his face.

didn't care, maybe because he had known for a long time that with Wen Yujun's cultivation, it was impossible to lose this game.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the tenth event to end with Wen Yujun's victory. From the beginning to the end of the game, it only took a little more time.

This is a quick decision on the field.

After the first round of matches was all played, the draw for the second round began.

He gently patted Ayin's shoulder and said, "Good luck." ”

Ah Yin smiled and replied to the trace: "You are also lucky." ”

After the draw is completed, the referee will announce the order of the second round of matches.

"In the first game, the disciple of the head of the Lingyin faction, Zhenjun, faced Wen Yujun of the Lingyin faction."

The people of the Spirit Yin Sect were all dumbfounded.

Someone muttered, "Bad luck." ”

"Why does the Lingyin Sect always draw its own people in the lottery?"

Ji looked at Ayin and smiled helplessly.

For Wen Yujun, even if it is a trace, it is more than loss and less win.

"In the fourth game, Ayin, a disciple of the Nine Elders of the Lingyin Sect, will face Fan Xiang, a disciple of the Elder Baiyue of the Confucian Sect."

At first glance, Ah Yin didn't know who his opponent was, but he only felt that he was also a Confucian faction, and he was also a Sanskrit generation under the Baiyue Sect, so he seemed to have something to do with the previous one.

Scar turned his head and smiled bitterly at Ayin: "Could it be that my unlucky signing will be contagious?" ”

Ayin vaguely felt from the words that the opponent this time was difficult to fight.

Luo Yan smiled: "It's okay, I've already won a game." ”

Ayin understood, and even Luo Yan felt that she would definitely lose.

She thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask what she wanted to ask: "Who is this Fanxiang?" ”

"The genius of the Confucian school." Tinton thought for a moment and added, "It's the same level as Senior Sister Wen." During the foundation building period, few people won her. ”

Ayin understands that this is basically a battle that must be lost.

The referee continued to report the results of the draw: "In the eighth game, the Red Feather faction left the elder's subordinate Xiaoyi, and killed the Zhenjun sect seven times against the Sujin faction. ”

In response, there was an exclamation from the audience: "Won't it? ”

"Really?"

It's even more humane: "The Akabane faction is really unlucky. ”

Ah Yin asked with a puzzled face: "Who is Qianhao?" ”

Although he didn't have much time in the Lingyin Sect, he was a living dictionary of interpersonal relationships: "The head of the Sujin Sect Seven Kills the Great Disciple of the True Monarch." ”

In just one sentence, a lot has already been explained, and there is no need to continue to explain.

Ah Yin knew that the competition just now, Xiao Yi surprised everyone a lot. Obviously, everyone really doesn't want this dark horse to fold its wings in mid-air.

Ayin said: "I don't think Xiaoyi will lose. ”

The second half of the sentence didn't come out because he was sunny.

He looked at Ayin, his eyes full of question marks.

Ayin smiled: "Let's wait and see." ”

With a puzzled look, he didn't say anything.

The game was in the first game. After signing the number, take a short break, and it will be his turn.

Wen Yujun came to the stage. Two white figures stood at both ends of the ring.

Ayin didn't have much hope at the thought of this time, and he didn't have much interest in watching the battle.

She got up and left her seat, intending to go to the place where the Akabane faction was.

Xiao Yi passed through that station, and now he was surrounded by various disciples of the Red Feather Sect, and began to ask him for cultivation experience.

Although Qing pretended to be Xiaoyi, in order to pretend to be a little more like, he had to endure his irritability to talk and laugh with everyone. However, after a long time, he who had always been withdrawn couldn't sit still at all, and he also came out to breathe.

Ayin and Qing met in the corner of the arena.

Ah Yin looked at Qing, and Qing also glanced at Ah Yin, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile.

Ayin said loudly: "Wait, I have something to ask you." ”

Qing's figure paused, turned his head, and his eyes indicated a direction.

Ah Yin understood, and followed Qing to that remote corner alone.

Qing stood silently, her eyes drifting towards the sea of clouds below the Lingyin Sect, waiting for Ayin to speak.

There was a moment of silence.

Ah Yin hesitated for a moment and asked, "What is the purpose of your infiltration into the Akabane Sect?" ”

The corners of Qing's mouth hooked, and she wrote lightly: "Didn't you already know?" Why ask knowingly? ”

"I don't care if you want to do anything else. But......" Ayin frowned, "If it's something that is not good for my master, I will definitely expose you." ”

Qing shrugged helplessly: "I don't understand, even if you expose me, what's the point?" ”

Ayin was stunned. Thinking of that night, even if the head of the sect Zhenjun locked Qing in the underground of the Prison Law Hall, Qing still escaped. (To be continued.) )