After a long time, the father and son separated, Yun Hao regained his old smile and gently patted Nan Yan's shoulder, "So, Yan'er, do you have anything to tell your father?" ”

"Hmmm......"

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Aya's voice was skeptical, so she didn't show much surprise.

Qian Yunhao is different, he has believed in his son unconditionally from the beginning, so when he heard these bizarre and magical experiences from his son's mouth, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

In particular, Nan Yan said that under the training of the mysterious master, he broke through the peak realm of the mortal level, and his cultivation rose sharply, which made Yun Hao even more pleasantly surprised.

Then Nan Yan introduced him to his three maids in turn, that is, the three trumpets, and the story was finally finished.

The conversation between the two just now was heard by several clansmen standing next to them, so it was passed on ten, ten to hundreds, and the whole family knew about Nanyan's magical experience in minutes.

However, most people scoffed, and they didn't believe that Nanyan had reached the peak of the mortal rank.

This can't be blamed on them, according to their understanding, when he ran away from home half a year ago, Nanyan still only had the mortal rank Xiaocheng realm, and his cultivation qualification was C, which can be said to be extremely poor, no matter what, it was impossible to break through the two realms within half a year and rise to the peak of the mortal rank.

Even if it is the top talent of Aya'er, who is on the first level of qualification, it is a bit hanging to jump two levels in such a short time.

Fortunately, they didn't know that Nan Yan was a top bag traverser, if they knew that Nan Yan was not from the anti-level Xiaocheng, but from zero foundation cultivation to the peak of the mortal level, it only took less than three months, then they must have gone crazy.

While Nan Yan's father and son were talking, Qianlong, who was watching the battle in the background of the competition, noticed the changes in the stands, and when he saw Nan Yan's annoying face, his face suddenly became gloomy.

It's a pity that he has to participate in an important duel now, otherwise he will definitely go over and "celebrate" the return of his cousin.

"Hmph, wait and see! I'll make you regret appearing in front of me and Aya'er again! ”

……

"Yan'er, follow me to the VIP desk to say hello to the old man, when you ran away from home, the old man didn't spend less time arranging people to look for you everywhere and say hello, as it should be."

After chatting with Nan Yan for a while, Yun Hao suddenly noticed the eyes coming from the VIP desk, and hurriedly said to his son.

"Oh, got it, Dad."

Nan Yan pretended to be very well-behaved and nodded.

Then, under the eyes of a large group of clansmen, he walked up to the VIP stage with his father Yunhao.

"Don't miss your grandson, meet the grandfather of the family."

"Do you still know that there is a grandfather like me? How can it be reasonable to run away from home without saying a word! ”

Seeing that Nan Yan was submissively making promises to himself, the old man of Qianzhan suddenly felt an inexplicable anger.

For the sake of this unsuccessful grandson, he didn't spend a lot of effort at the beginning.

When all the elders were opposed, he insisted on taking out a large amount of wealth and putting it into the Hunters' Guild to arrange for people to find the traces of Nanyan.

And for the sake of Nanyan's affairs, his old man did not go to the county government once or twice, in order to borrow troops to go out of the city to search.

Among the many sons, the old man Qianzhan prefers the youngest son, Qianyunhao, and Qianyunhao's indisputable character is also appreciated by him.

The other sons are endlessly fighting openly and secretly, in order to seize the position of the head of the family, only this Qianyunhao has no desires and no desires, and these old people see it in his eyes.

He originally didn't like Nan Yan, a grandson who was talented and a little weak, but for the sake of his favorite son, he also loved his grandson.

Originally, he was about to reprimand Nan Yan a few more words, but when he saw Wan Lang, the old man of the Wanjia family opposite, looking at this side with an expression of watching the play, he was immediately interested.

"Okay, I'll spare you this time, don't act impulsively in the future, okay, Yun Hao, take him down, the experience of the past six months, I'll talk to my old man later."

"Yes, father."

Qian Yunhao also looked very docile in front of the old man, and after giving a salute with his fists, he took Nan Yan back to the previous stands.

Looking at the backs of Nanyan's father and son, Wan Lang, the head of the Wan family, suddenly sneered, and said to his elders: "It's just a waste, look at people happy like this, don't you think that the family is going to waste more rice." ”

As soon as these words came out, fools knew that this was referring to Sang and scolding Huai.

"Hmph, did you hear a pig barking? It doesn't seem like it's time to feed the pigs, right? Old Man Qian immediately fought back.

It caused the elders of the thousand families to laugh for a while.

Wan Lang and Wan Jia's elders on the opposite side were grim-faced.

"Ahem, two, look, this battle seems to have a result!"

The county commander who was caught in the middle was really embarrassed, and in order to end this inexplicable scolding battle, he quickly shifted the attention of the two to the martial arts arena.

At this time, the referee Ge Lin came to the stage and stopped Qian Zixuan and Wan Ke, who were still fighting.

"Stop! It's time! For a whole hour, the two sides did not distinguish the winner or loser, and the game was a draw! After a stick of incense, the next final battle officially begins! Please don't go away~"

As soon as Green's words fell, both families breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially on the Qianjia side, they all stretched their brows, thinking that they had finally survived the second game safely.

Win or lose in the next third game!

However, when he thought of his opponent Wan Peng, who was one order higher than his own Qianlong, Chou Yun once again climbed the eyebrows of the thousand family members.

Originally, I thought that when I drew lots, I could let Wan Qiang face any of Shangzixuan or Qianxue, even if this one would be lost, as long as the next two games were won back, they would win steadily! And it's a big probability!

This is the same reason as Tian Ji horse racing, let your own inferior horse deal with the opponent's superior horse, and then use your own superior horse to deal with the opponent's medium horse, and use the medium horse to deal with the opponent's inferior horse.

In this way, although one game must be lost, the last two sentences can guarantee victory.

In this battle, apart from the disparity in strength between the Imperial Rank and the Mortal Rank, there was not much difference between the four Mortal Rank peak players.

If the order of the draw is that the royal rank of each faction faces the opponent's mortal rank, then both sides can win a game.

The rest of the wins and losses depend on the results of the battle between the last two mortal rank pinnacle players.

There's a lot of instability here.

In other words, whoever wins is likely, and the probability that both sides will win the duel is fifty percent.

And now, the situation is very bad.

Even if Qianlong won the last game, it would only be one win, one defeat and one draw, and a tie would require an extra match to determine the winner.

And if Qianlong loses, he loses the whole game!

Not only that, between the two, one is a royal rank Xiaocheng, and the other is just a royal rank entry, and there is a gap in strength, so the probability of winning is almost three or seven open, or even two or eight open.

The probability of Qianlong defeating the opponent is less than 20%.

It was a desperate battle!

Qianlong himself was also deeply stressed, and under the provocation of the other party's obscene fat man Wan Peng, he kept drinking water, trying to calm himself down.

There is less than half a pillar of incense left before the battle.

He was already sweating profusely, and Alexander was probably referring to his current condition.

But he didn't expect that someone would soon help him fight this Alexander!

"Gu Ji, help me get a medicine, well, just use the most violent laxative!"

"Command!"

Bone Ji said, leaving the stand unconsciously, and then in a place where no one was around, using stealth skills, Qianlong, who was stealthily close to the backstage, quietly placed a large package of laxatives in his water glass, and then returned to its original position unconsciously.