Prince Su took a step back, protected his chest with both hands, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Chen Yuan was stunned by Prince Su's reaction, and asked after a moment in astonishment, "You don't think you're coveting your beauty for me, right?"

Looking around at the bustling crowd around him, Chen Yuan continued: "Even if it is, it won't be in this big court." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing that Prince Su was still defensive, Chen Yuan didn't bother to explain, so he took off his Dao Yuan treasure clothes in three or two and handed it to Prince Su.

"Why are you still stunned, quickly take off your robe and put it on. Chen Yuan saw that Prince Su was still stunned, and reminded him.

Prince Su hesitated a little, the magic robe in Chen Yuan's hand was exquisite and gorgeous, and it exuded a faint light, and a clear-eyed person knew that it had a good protective ability at a glance.

Prince Su has always had his own principles to abide by, and he hesitated to speak: "This is not good. ”

Seeing that Su Xiannan was not on stage for a long time, the elders on the stage were already urging him.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan took a step forward and asked, "Are you sure you can defeat that Luo Chen?"

Prince Su shook his head: "His sword moves are too fast, for a monk like me who is good at formations, he is the most restrained, and against him, I can only say that I do my best." ”

Chen Yuan didn't let go of Prince Su easily, and asked, "Then do you still admit that you are a disciple of the Wild Branch?"

Prince Su was silent in his heart, he had already guessed what Chen Yuan was going to say next, but he still nodded solemnly.

"So," Chen Yuan forced to look at Prince Su's eyes, "Is your senseless persistence important, or is the honor of our Huangzhi disciples more important?"

Prince Su was speechless for a long time, and finally silently took over the Dao Yuan Baoyi.

Although Luo Chen on the stage didn't see the details of what happened in the audience, his opponent changed into an obviously much more high-end robe, which he could still find.

Without the indifference he pretended to be before, Luo Chen protested to the elder who was presiding over the competition: "Elder, look at his ......"

"What the hell, it's okay to start the competition quickly. The elder interrupted Luo Chen's words, and from the time when Luo Chen mercilessly dismissed his kindness, the elder was a little unhappy with him.

Luo Chen was waiting to say more, but he saw that Su Xiannan on the opposite side was already silently arranging the formation.

In the end, he had to stop complaining hatefully and concentrate on the opponent in front of him.

When a sword cultivator encounters a formation mage, the most important thing is to seize the opportunity.

Otherwise, if the formation mage lays out layers of formations, and then wants to attack and win, it will really be half the effort.

Moreover, Chen Yuan's Dao Yuan Treasure Clothes, although they were not as strong as Senior Sister's Immortal Clothes in defense, were more than enough to deal with Luo Chen's sword moves that were too fast and lost their power.

Even if he has lost the opportunity, it is difficult to break through the protection of Prince Su.

When Luo Chen's sword light had not yet struck, but Prince Su had already set up the trapped dragon array that restrained the enemy's movements, this competition had already had a doomed result.

Exhausted the last trace of spiritual power, Luo Chen gasped and half-knelt on the ground, looked at the figure of the elder unwillingly, and roared: "This is not fair!"

"Along the way, he has never met a strong opponent, and in this final, he relied on a foreign object to win against me, and the disciple was not convinced. Luo Chen protested loudly.

The elder who presided over the competition shook his head, a little disdainful of Luo Chen's temperament, but in line with the principle of teaching without class, he still patiently explained to him: "The opponent you meet is not strong, this is luck; ”

Prince Su accepted the reward silently, thanked the two elders, but there was no joy on his face.

But when he stepped out of the ring, saw Chen Yuan's thumbs up, and saw the barren fellow who cheered for him, he couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Chen Yuan greeted him, patted Prince Su on the shoulder, and praised: "Good job, I didn't embarrass our desolate disciples." ”

Before he could say a few more words, Chen Yuan saw other juniors and sisters crowding up.

Chen Yuan took a few steps back, left his place to those junior brothers and sisters, looked at them with sincere smiles on their faces, and congratulated Prince Su.

Perhaps because they had experienced the test of life and death together, the disciples of the Arashi branch always seemed to be particularly in harmony.

And Luo Chen, who was defeated over there, there was no shortage of people gloating in his own branch, seeing this scene, Chen Yuan pursed his lips disdainfully.

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate.

There is no difference between the division of these eight branches, but because they are ranked last in the sequence, the disciples of the desolate branch will always be inexplicably looked down upon by others.

But so what, in the past year, there have been three sect assessments, one intra-sect competition, and each time the disciples of the Arashi branch have won the first place.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan, as a member of the Desert Branch, was full of a sense of accomplishment.

And seeing the disciples of the other branches, with that look of envy, jealousy, hatred and helplessness, Chen Yuan's heart was even more happy.

The year-end competition in the door, with the victory of Prince Su, finally came to an end.

This also means that after today, the title of Wasteland will no longer exist.

Only when the younger generations thousands of years later accidentally read the dusty records of the sect, they will be surprised to find that this small wasted branch has produced so many prominent figures.

These juniors and sisters of Chen Yuan will follow their own teachings and embark on their own paths of seeking the Tao according to the subjects they have chosen in advance.

But so what, at least today, these juniors and sisters can enjoy the joy and glory of being the disciples of the Arachi.

The night was low, and the buildings were empty.

Finally ended the celebration and said goodbye.

Chen Yuan, who returned to the room alone, felt a little empty in his heart for some reason.

"Please," Lord Gou Yu looked at the melancholy Chen Yuan, and said disdainfully, "It's not life and death, what about you? The one surnamed Zhou still lives next door to you, okay, it's the kid surnamed Su, and it's only a hundred feet away from you." ”

Don't reveal what is in your heart, Chen Yuan is a little embarrassed, but he has never been a person who shows weakness easily.

Stiff-mouthed, Chen Yuan retorted: "Why are you not allowed to think of Senior Sister Yang?" Although her residence is not far away, male disciples are not allowed to enter there, and they will no longer attend classes together in the future, so there will be many fewer opportunities to see her." ”

"Well," said Lady Gozuku suspiciously, "but at today's party, how do I think you pay much more attention to her spirit beast than to herself?"

It's okay not to mention it, but Chen Yuan is angry when he mentions this: "Not long after Senior Sister Yang got Mochizuki, the spiritual power fed back by Mochizuki made her cultivation a first-level promotion. Look at people's spirit animals, and then look at you......"

When Lord Gou Yu heard this, he was naturally very unconvinced, so he waited to refute it.

But before the words could be spoken, he was interrupted by Chen Yuan: "Don't talk nonsense, let's tell me what the cloud breath pattern is first." ”