Chapter Fifty-Seven: Pretending? See how long you can fit

Shen Shi.

Fifteen minutes are left before the finals start on time.

The scene of the game was already full of spectators, and several big people from the subjective battle seat also arrived early, among which Yan Junshou deservedly sat in the first place, and beside him were several high-ranking officials of Shu Xianmen, and several people talked and laughed.

The viewing seats of the various sects not far below were also full.

Although some sects were eliminated early, they still wanted to see who would be the final winner and win the quota to enter the Xuanwu Pavilion to cultivate the Danshu, and then consider whether they should move around and stammer in the future.

"If you want to talk about me, I am optimistic about the Iron Fist Sect, I have lost a game in his game, his alchemy is superb, and it is estimated that he is already a sixth-grade alchemist."

"Good girl, Liupin! The Iron Fist Sect has found a treasure. ”

"I heard that they sent a disciple to participate in the competition this year, if they weren't sure nine out of ten, why would they do this? Say yes. ”

"Tsk, I don't think so, I'm optimistic about Bloodwind Valley, after all, they took the quota last year."

“……”

Before the game even started, there was already a heated discussion off the field.

From the words of each family, it can be clearly felt that the final winner of this pill conference will most likely be produced in the Iron Fist Sect and the Blood Wind Valley.

One has a six-rank alchemist, and one is the champion of the previous session.

are extremely advantageous contenders.

Listen to the people around me are patting their own ass.

The Iron Fist Sect and his party couldn't hide the smile on their faces, and their mouths were almost grinning behind their ears.

Tie Tianyuan stood in front of the stage with his arms around his chest, looking like a sect master.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his neighbor entering, so he stopped the smile on his face and walked to the Giant Bear Gate to watch the battle area with six relatives who did not recognize him.

"Master Jiang!"

"Iron Sect Master!"

Both of them are fake, clasping each other's fists.

After straightening his waist, Tie Tianyuan didn't bend around, and said directly: "I really don't know where the confidence of the head of the Jiang sect came from, and he dares to bet against this sect master?" ”

Jiang Yang's face was expressionless, and he glanced at Xiong Miaoyun beside him with his eyes.

Xiong Miaoyun lowered her head stupidly, not daring to look at Jiang Yang, so she could only drink tea to hide her weakness.

This matter was caused by her and Zhao Jun.

Jiang Yang never agreed to bet!

Before coming just now, Jiang Yang was muttering about this.

said that he had killed him miserably.

He also said that if he lost, he would rather be a disciple in the Giant Bear Sect than become an elder in the Iron Fist Sect.

Xiong Miaoyun naturally smiled in her heart, and an outrageous thought popped up in her heart, she hoped that Qingyuan would lose.

But I didn't dare to show it on my face.

What about Zhao Junren? can't bear Jiang Yang's anger alone.

Xiong Miaoyun looked around for Zhao Jun's figure, hoping that he would come over to share some of the pressure.

But he unexpectedly found that he was talking to his old Taishan in the subjective battle seat.

Oh, son-in-law!

"Does Master Jiang regret it? Why don't you talk back? Tie Tianyuan saw that Jiang Yang didn't answer for a long time, and said sarcastically.

"Ahem!"

Jiang Yang coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Looking at the confident appearance of the Iron Sect Master, he is nine out of ten, why do you dare to be so sure, my disciple of Qingyuan Guan will definitely lose?" ”

From beginning to end, Tie Tianyuan exuded a momentum that must win!

You know, no one dares to be 100% sure of this kind of thing, and whoever will definitely win!

As the master of a sect, Tie Tianyuan would not be unaware of this truth.

But he ......

dared to take out half of his net worth as a bet, which was a long time ago that he thought he would win.

Jiang Yang is very strange, what is Tie Tianyuan relying on?

Inadvertently, Jiang Yang looked at a young man behind Tie Tianyuan.

Xiong Miaoyun also whispered in Jiang Yang's ear.

It is said that this young man is the only disciple who represents the Iron Fist Sect, and his name is Yuan Ye.

Jiang Yang couldn't help but look at him a few more times, only to see that this young man was mediocre and did not have anything outstanding, but the only thing that was impressive was that he was too calm and calm.

On the one hand, it is due to physiognomy, and on the other hand, it is caused by personality and introverted atmosphere.

Considerably his age, he is in his early twenties.

Why does it give people such a sense of stability and aging?

Jiang Yang shook his head, very strange.

However, Tie Tianyuan's words brought Jiang Yang back to reality.

He said: "This sect master advises Master Jiang to admit defeat as soon as possible, and the position of the seventh elder of the Iron Fist Sect is reserved for Master Jiang." ”

After speaking, Tie Tianyuan laughed and left.

After the annoying flies left, Jiang Yang asked Xiong Miaoyun: "What is the origin of the disciple of the Iron Fist Sect who competed, and did you find anything in the Giant Bear Sect?" ”

Xiong Miaoyun gritted his teeth, shook his head gently, poured a cup of tea, carefully handed it to Jiang Yang, and said, "The time is too tight, I can't find out, I only know that his name is Yuan Ye, and the others ...... It was as if he appeared out of nowhere. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Yang was puzzled.

Xiong Miaoyun frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly: "It stands to reason that such a person with extremely high alchemy talent should be very famous, but about his information, my Giant Bear Gate's intelligence department has not inquired about it at all." ”

"There are only two circumstances that can explain this phenomenon."

"One, this person was very well hidden by Tie Tianyuan, and before he showed his face this time, he was never asked to appear in front of everyone."

"Second, this person is disguised by someone else, otherwise there is no way to explain why he has such a brilliant alchemy skill at such a young age."

"Disguise?" Jiang Yang was even more puzzled.

"That is, the ...... that others pretend to be"

Xiong Miaoyun looked at Jiang Yang with beautiful eyes, and the corners of her lips raised: "What Tie Tianyuan did this time is not bad with Master Jiang." ”

Jiang Yang's eyelids jumped and he put down the teacup in his hand.

"What are you talking about?"

Xiong Miaoyun covered her mouth and smiled.

Feign!

See how long you can fit?

Shangguan Feng.

Xiong Miaoyun also set out to send someone to inquire.

It's okay not to ask, but I was shocked when I asked.

Shangguan Feng played on behalf of Qingyuanguan, and there was almost no danger along the way, and he successfully entered the quarterfinals.

He also personally sent away a disciple of the Giant Bear Gate.

His own disciples are killing all sides on the field, and Jiang Yang is the one who is in charge.

was stunned and didn't show any tone at all, so that others would know.

These days, I still think that I know this Taoist priest well enough.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yang still kept a hand.

"Shangguan Feng, what is the explanation of Master Jiang?" Xiong Miaoyun looked at Jiang Yang and said.

Jiang Yang was stunned.

Interpretation?

No explanation!

Because from beginning to end, he didn't know this Shangguan Feng at all.

Master Hu went to investigate the identity of this person, but he hasn't come back yet.

To be honest, Jiang Yang is panicking now.

In case the game is lost, it is better to say that if you lose half of the sect's resources.

The thing that is hard to say is that he is going to the Iron Fist Sect to be the Seventh Elder.

Trapped in the tiger's den, Jiang Yang was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

"Why didn't Master Jiang speak?" Xiong Miaoyun leaned forward and looked at Jiang Yang's face.

Jiang Yang came back to his senses, pursed his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "No, I can't sit still like this, I have to find a way back for myself!" ”

After that, Jiang Yang got up and looked at the direction to go to the subjective battle seat.