Ling Jingyao didn't speak, because she was wearing a cloak, and the dialect couldn't see her expression clearly, but even if she couldn't see it, he could guess that she should be a little uneasy at this time, or rather, very uneasy.

Ling Jingyao still didn't say anything in the end, although she didn't know why Fang Yan came up with such an idea, but according to what she knew about him, she knew that he wouldn't do anything that he wasn't sure of. In other words, if he will say something like this, it means that he is somewhat sure.

It's just that she doesn't know how much this is grasped.

At the end of the hall, more than 20 wooden chairs were divided into left and right sides, and there was a passage in the middle that was a few feet wide. And in the middle of this passage, there is also a slightly larger wooden chair.

That is, when the dialect looked at the wooden chair, a person sat down.

Spirit Hall Master!

A sudden look flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and it turned out that this position could only be sat by the strongest people.

He glanced at the positions on both sides, and soon realized that these positions were also very particular. The wooden chairs on both sides are in a row of six, adding up to exactly thirteen positions.

Behind the six positions on both sides, one more was left for each. Presumably, it should be for the people brought by these forces.

As he expected, Ling Jingyao sat down in the last position on her right, and then motioned for Fang Yan to sit in the position behind her.

As soon as Fang Yan sat down, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and he glanced up at the opposite side, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

On the opposite side, a cold gaze swept over like a blade, and the owner of this gaze was the Wang Sect Master who had lost to him a hundred grade Yuan Stones, the head of the Tianyue Sect.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, Sect Master Wang's eyes froze, and after glancing at Ling Jingyao expressionlessly, he snorted coldly, an undisguised mockery flashed on his face, and then withdrew his gaze.

Fang Yan seemed to understand her sarcasm, and said to Ling Jingyao, "What is the ranking of the Tianyue Sect?" ”

"Tenth."

"Tenth ......," the dialect muttered, "if we defeat her, will we have to reverse our ranks?" ”

"Yes, though, she's not so easy to defeat." Ling Jingyao's heart tightened, and said, "Even if I face her, I will be slightly disadvantaged." ”

"Downwind?" Fang Yan frowned inadvertently, "Have you ever fought each other?" ”

"Of course." Ling Jingyao sighed lightly and said, "If you don't fight, how can Qingzhu Pavilion fall from the top three positions to the last place." ”

Fang Yan also smiled bitterly, and was about to say something more when a loud voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Everyone, the income of the Yuanshi from the previous year has been calculated, if you have no objection to this year's ranking, I will distribute it directly."

Fang Yan looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw the Spirit Hall Lord looking at everyone with a lazy face, and the voice just now came from his mouth.

Hearing this, the twelve people sitting in front of him had different expressions, but none of them said anything.

The Spirit Hall Lord glanced at the twelve people in front of him expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Within a quarter of an hour, if no one has any objections, it will be distributed according to the previous year's ranking." ”

Fang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he didn't have this quarter of an hour buffer time, he would probably have to grit his teeth and give it a try. Fortunately, this quarter of an hour was enough time for him to learn a lot.

"If you really want to challenge other forces, do you have to take action?" He said to Ling Jingyao.

"Nope." Ling Jingyao shook her head and said, "As long as it is a person from Qingzhu Pavilion, you can make a move." In the same way, the side you are challenging doesn't have to be the leader. However, because this is related to the ranking of the entire force, generally speaking, both forces will send the strongest people to attack. ”

Fang Yan nodded, the topic moved, and said, "If you take the initiative with that Wang Sect again, what are your chances of winning?" ”

"Thirty percent." After thinking about it, Ling Jingyao gave a discouraging answer.

"Why?" Fang Yan was puzzled, "Both of you are mid-term strength, why not fifty percent?" ”

"She advanced to mid-stage strength a few years earlier than me, and her body vitality is stronger than mine."

"What if...... Compared to the old man in the Spirit Palace, who is stronger? Thinking of Old Man Hou, Fang Yan glanced at the Spirit Hall Master again, and secretly wondered if Old Man Hou had told him anything about himself.

However, looking at the other party's expression, he didn't seem to know. Because from beginning to end, he didn't look at him even more.

"Waiting for the old man?" Ling Jingyao muttered, and after a long while, she said with some uncertainty: "I haven't seen the two of them fight, in my opinion, it should be that Old Man Hou has a slight advantage." ”

"Oh?" Fang Yan's eyes lit up slightly, if that Sect Master Wang's strength was even lower than that of Old Man Hou, he would have nothing to scruple about.

It's just that when his eyes swept around, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

With his current strength, if he really wants to defeat this Wang Sect Master, he will definitely have to use all means. However, in front of so many people, he was really a little repulsed.

He doesn't like the feeling of being seen through, and he doesn't want everyone to know his bottom at this time.

However, if he didn't make a move, Qingzhu Pavilion would only be able to receive the least amount of Yuan Stone.

What to do?

Fang Yan took a deep breath and bowed his head in silence.

"Brother Fang, what the hell do you think? You don't really want to challenge the Tianyue Sect, do you? Seeing that Fang Yan didn't speak, Ling Jingyao was a little worried.

Although she had some confidence in Fang Yan, she didn't think that he had the strength to defeat that Wang Sect Master. After all, he had just entered the Soul Realm not long ago, so he could not be Sect Master Wang's opponent.

If she knew that Fang Yan had defeated the old man in the Spirit Temple, I don't know how she would feel.

"In this hall, you can only receive the least amount of Yuan Stone, are you willing?" Dialects don't ask but answer.

"Naturally, I am not reconciled." Ling Jingyao's tone was a little bitter, "But, what if you are unwilling?" ”

Fang Yan glanced at her, his eyes flickering, and after a moment, he seemed to have some idea and asked, "How many spiritual weapons do you have?" ”

Ling Jingyao was stunned, as if she didn't know what he meant by asking, but she immediately replied, "One piece." ”

"Intermediate?"

"Yes."

"Where's Sect Master Wang?"

"It's also an intermediate-level spiritual weapon."

Fang Yan suddenly laughed, a little mysteriously.

"If you have one more intermediate spirit weapon and fight her again, how sure are you that you can win against her?"