Wu Suyou and Yi Ranchen stood at both ends of the fighting platform.

The two looked at each other with a look of hesitation in their eyes, Yi Zhanchen took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and a pair of dexterous eyes opened and closed, closed and blinked several times.

"Senior brother, now you and I are fighting..."

Yi Ranchen paused, breathed a long sigh of relief, and waited until his mentality was completely stable before continuing: "Now that you and I are fighting, I hope you will not hide your strength and show mercy to my subordinates because of our friendship. ”

When Wu Suyou heard her say this, a smile bloomed on her lips: "It just so happens that Senior Sister, I think the same thing, and please don't hide anything from me." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Wu Suyou took out his bladeless poor sky and smiled kindly at her.

Seeing this, Yi Ranchen also took out his magic weapon, and the two of them had no worries about this competition, and they both played heartily.

Sitting on the high platform, the elder seat glanced at the two of them, and Chaoyang Zhenjun beside her handed her a cup of tea.

"Ancestor, this is the jasper that the sect bought a few days ago, can you taste it?"

Buxi stretched out his hand to take the tea he handed to him and praised it: "Sure enough, it lives up to its reputation, this jasper is really as rumored, the entrance is pure, the aura is mellow, and the aroma is impressive." ”

After saying that, she tasted it again, she brushed the foam on it with the tea lid, her eyes glanced at the fighting platform, and she asked quietly: "The results of the competition are about to come out, and the strength of your disciples has also been shown one by one, what do you elders think?" ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun made a move in his hand, and he looked at him with some unexplained displeasure.

"Ancestor, what do we think?"

I don't like to put the tea in my hand on the table opposite me, and smile at him: "Yes, about my disciple, do you have a candidate in your heart?" ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun blinked his eyes twice, his eyes were slightly evasive, and he didn't miss it.

Chaoyang Zhenjun's smile stiffened slightly: "Ancestor, aren't you joking?" The closed disciples look at your own will, whoever you want to choose is whoever you want, and the elders will not have an opinion. ”

Unxi smiled and didn't speak, her gaze left Chaoyang Zhenjun's face, as if she didn't care about Chaoyang's slightly trembling hand at all.

She looked at the two people in the audience who were fighting.

"Chaoyang, who do you think these two children can win?"

Chaoyang Zhenjun hurriedly walked to her side: "I think these two children are better than the dust." ”

I don't like to raise my eyebrows slightly: "I don't think so." ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun glanced at it cautiously, and saw that she didn't ask her any more questions about the closed disciple, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, regarding the matter of disliking disciples, these elders had already discussed it privately, and according to everyone's agreement, they originally wanted to push Fan Tiangang or Wen Wuzhou to win the top spot.

didn't expect these two children to be so uncompetitive and be eliminated, in fact, the most suitable candidate in his heart was Fan Tiangang.

Although there is some pride and complacency, it is better to be controlled.

Chaoyang Zhenjun's eyes darkened slightly, why was the attitude of the ancestor strange to him today, could it be that something really happened to her?

Chaoyang Zhenjun secretly denied it in his heart, it was impossible for him to be so clean, how could I doubt myself?

Chaoyang Zhenjun thought about it and decided to look for the dark line that he had once placed in the East China Sea for a while, and find out if he had leaked the news.

"Chaoyang?"

I didn't like to see him wander and call him twice, and Chaoyang Zhenjun reacted at this time.

He sneered twice and said with some embarrassment: "The landlord really made you laugh, I lost too much divine sense in alchemy a few days ago, and my spirit was a little unfocused in the past two days, please forgive me." ”

Buxi reached out and probed his wrist, and a strong and domineering spiritual power traveled all over his body along his meridians.

This aura ran along his meridians, and after a week, it left his body, and then the opposite dislike also let go of his hand.

"Well, you really should rest more, I happened to have Yu Jie gave me a Nourishing Pill two days ago, and I'll give it to you later."

Chaoyang Zhenjun hurriedly saluted respectfully: "I'm tired of the ancestor." ”

Buxi nodded: "It's okay, by the way, the game will be over in a while." You let the sermon come to me, and I have something important to discuss with him. ”

"Yes, I'll tell him in a moment."

Chaoyang Zhenjun pondered for a moment and asked with some hesitation: "Old Ancestor, I don't know which of these disciples do you think is more outstanding?" ”

I didn't like Yu Guang and glanced at him: "Which disciple is outstanding to me?" ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun felt bad: "Ancestor, I don't mean anything else, I don't mean to snoop on you, I just..."

I couldn't help laughing, looked at Chaoyang Zhenjun opposite with a kind face, and said, "Look at me, I didn't say much, why are you so nervous?" ”

She didn't like the standard sitting posture, so she glanced at the disciples in the audience with her eyes.

"Chaoyang, there are so many disciples in the Qi Sect, I don't think it takes just a few games to see which of them is stronger and which is weaker, which is better and which is bad."

He smiled a little, reached out and picked up the tea bowl in front of him and turned it gently, so that the amber tea soup was as clear as jasper, and he could even print his own appearance.

I didn't like to look at myself in the cup and said, "I think the disciples of our sect are extremely outstanding, not only the disciples who stayed but also the disciples who lost the game. ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun's hand hidden under his sleeve shrank involuntarily, and his face was a little stiff: "Ancestor, what you said is very true, but I didn't think it through. ”

I don't like to see myself on the water, her face is peaceful, and she doesn't seem to have a little sharp edges and corners, she looks at herself in the water and is slightly stunned.

"I don't mean to accuse you," she said. ”

I didn't like to say this for a long time, so I finished the tea soup in my hand.

She gently lowered the teacup back on the table. I wiped the corners of my mouth with a handkerchief.

Chaoyang Zhenjun sat beside her, not daring to make any other movements, he lowered his eyebrows, he looked at his nose and nose, and waited respectfully for other teachings.

"Chaoyang, is it really correct for the Immortal Cultivation Realm to use qualifications and cultivation to judge the quality of a disciple?"

Chaoyang Zhenjun's eyes were a little vague: "This... The disciple does not know. ”

A very shallow smile appeared on his lips: "I don't know? ”

"Heh..."

I didn't like to breathe a sigh of relief, so I put my eyes on the two children who were fighting in the audience again, and stopped talking.

Chaoyang Zhenjun panicked, not knowing if there was something wrong with what he said just now.

So he swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "Ancestor? ”

I didn't like it and didn't react, but I still watched the competition between the two people below, and it took a long time to spit out a word.

"Chaoyang, every disciple has his place to shine, not only limited to a competition, or his natural qualifications."