Offstage.

watched Yue Rin being chased by Sheng Linglong waving his fist.

Shi Nian was silent for a while and asked, "This Senior Brother Yue Rin, doesn't he know Sheng Linglong?" ”

Sheng Linglong is usually introverted and shy, and when she fights, she is a master who does not recognize her six relatives, she thinks that the entire Shenwu Sect should know this......

Lin Tiantian smiled: "Wait a moment." ”

She turned and slipped away.

It wasn't long before she returned.

"I inquired. Senior Brother Yue, he has been training outside for the past few years, and this time he came back for the conference, so he is not very familiar with Sheng Linglong. Two days ago, he also finished the game, so he went back to practice against time, and he didn't see Linglong's battle at all. Lin Tiantian said.

"You can." Shi Nian looked shocked.

She wasn't shocked by anything else, she was shocked by Lin Tiantian's speed of inquiring about gossip.

"Average." Lin Tiantian smiled.

Stage.

Sheng Linglong had already pressed Yue Rin under him, waving her fists wildly.

Yue Rin struggled a few times, but failed to struggle out, he could only say in despair: "Admit defeat, I admit defeat." ”

The red in Sheng Linglong's eyes slowly faded, and she saw that her nose and face were swollen from being beaten by herself, and she was about to cry.

"Yue, Senior Brother Yue, I'm sorry." Sheng Linglong hurriedly stood up, she lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Yue Rin stood up with difficulty, looking at Sheng Linglong's expression a little strange.

What's going on with this woman?

Isn't she playing tricks on herself?

But.

Sheng Linglong's strength is here, he really can't beat others, there is nothing to say.

"Sheng Linglong, win!"

"Chen Feng, win!"

"Han Peirong, win!"

There is also a Ding Yi, who has a bye and entered the semi-finals.

In addition to the three favorites, Ding Yi is another disciple of Venerable Huoyan.

This time to enter the semi-finals, it can only be said that it is lucky.

Venerable Flame was used to it.

His disciples, the top four of the daily escort.

At the end of today's competition, Yue Rin and Ding Yi walked to the side of the Fire Flame Venerable.

"Master." Yue Rin couldn't help but ask, "This Sheng Linglong, what's her situation?" ”

Venerable Huoyan glanced at him with some schadenfreude: "No, that's it. Is it comfortable to be beaten? ”

Yue Rin: "...... Master, are you gloating? ”

"No, I didn't." The Fire Venerable immediately said, "I just think that there is failure, and there is progress. I'm optimistic that you'll win it back next time. ”

Yue Rin waved his hand again and again: "Forget it, that Sheng Linglong is simply a fierce beast." I feel that Chen Feng and Han Peirong are inferior to her in terms of strength. This time, I am afraid that it is Sheng Linglong. ”

Ding Yi: "...... Brother? What about me???? I'm also in the Final Four?? ”

Yue Rin glanced at him and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother for winning the fourth." ”

Ding Yi: "......"

I'm so tired.

Yue Rin's judgment is also the judgment of many people, and it is rumored in the Shenwu Sect that this time, Sheng Linglong is afraid that she will win the championship.

Teach the Cave House.

The head of the sect said slowly: "That Sheng Linglong's growth is a little beyond my imagination. Chen Feng, Pei Rong, the two of you are not sure about her. ”

Chen Feng and Han Peirong both looked a little unconvinced.

The head of the sect glanced at them and said, "However, this time, the leader must not be left behind. Among the two of you, this seat will arrange for Pei Rong to face Sheng Linglong first. Pei Rong, Ice Essence, can be used. ”

Han Peirong's expression froze, "Master, are you using it here?" It takes ten years for the Ice Sword to brew a cold ice marrow. ”

The power of the ice pith is huge, and Han Peirong is a little reluctant.

The head teacher said expressionlessly: "You don't need to go up, I'm afraid you won't be able to win Sheng Linglong." Compared to the leader, a cold ice pith is nothing. Pei Rong, if you win Sheng Linglong, that's the best. If he can't win, Sheng Linglong will definitely suffer an injury that cannot be recovered in a short period of time, and when the time comes, Chen Feng will be able to successfully win the championship. This is the best arrangement. ”

Chen Feng's face was happy: "Master's arrangement is very appropriate. ”

Han Peirong pursed her lips, a little unwilling: "Master, why don't you let Senior Brother face Sheng Linglong first?" Disciple...... The disciple also wants to win the top spot. ”

"Pei Rong." Chen Feng looked at her with a surprised expression: "How could you have such an idea?" Of the two of us, of course I won the championship better. ”

Han Peirong asked with a serious face, "Why?" Why are you better off winning the championship? ”

Chen Feng was speechless, he couldn't give an answer, and simply said: "We've been together for a while, and you're still fighting with me for this, don't you love me?" ”

Han Peirong frowned: "Then why can't you let me?" Don't you love me? ”

"How are you messing around!"

Han Peirong didn't understand: "I'm reasoning." ”

The head of the sect was a little irritable: "It's okay, it's okay, what's the noise." When drawing lots, let Pei Rong draw it, in the box, on the four pieces of paper, all of them are Sheng Linglong's name, you can draw one at will. In the semifinals, Pei Rong drew Sheng Linglong, and the others were automatically grouped and did not have to be drawn again. Pei Rong, when the time comes, you will try to consume Sheng Linglong's physical strength, and finally use the ice pith to hurt her soul. In this way, Chen Feng will definitely be able to win the top spot. ”

Chen Feng hurriedly responded.

Han Peirong was silent for a while, and then responded.

Master's words, she couldn't resist.

But...... She was still not convinced.

Why?

Why do you want her to be cannon fodder, and then let her brother win the championship?

She is no worse than her senior brother.

Even if it was time to decide, Shizun asked them to draw lots and let them have a fair duel, Han Peirong could accept it.

But this alone is unacceptable to her.

Han Peirong lowered her eyes to cover the cold color at the bottom of her eyes.

The position of leader, she also wants, she will never give up just like that.

"Pei Rong, don't be angry. When I win the crown, the reward will be shared with you. Chen Feng leaned over as if nothing had happened.

Han Peirong smiled: "Okay." ”

But.

Wouldn't it be better to take the lead yourself? Why...... Do you want to wait for someone else to share it?

Chen Feng looked at Han Peirong and thought that she was willing to accept this arrangement, so he was also relieved.

Following.

The draw begins.

In the semifinals, it's good to send a representative to draw.

Han Peirong volunteered, and no one had an opinion.

She stepped forward, took out one at random, opened it and saw that it was Sheng Linglong.

The referee took a look and confirmed the result.

"Han Peirong vs. Sheng Linglong, Chen Feng vs. Ding Yi."

The results of this grouping resounded in this square.

The head coach relaxed slightly, fine, everything developed as he imagined.

But the next moment.

There were all kinds of whispers in the audience.

All the disciples looked at each other with strange expressions, as if they were very surprised by this result.

Moreover, the sound is getting louder and louder, and there is no intention of stopping.

Chen Feng heard some words, and his face changed slightly.

What are these people talking about?

"What's going on!" The head teacher said sharply: "Everyone, be quiet! ”

The field was quiet, and everyone looked at the face of the master, but it became more and more strange.

The head of the sect always felt that something was wrong, so he called a disciple and asked for a few words.

After a while, the disciple came back and whispered.

"Master, Ling Tianfeng has a Wanjie Tong, ten minutes before the draw, someone anonymously posted a post, saying that this time the draw was shady, and the result had already been arranged. The post predicts the outcome of the draw. And now ...... Same. ”

(End of chapter)