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Looking at his teammates behind him, the two junior brothers Su were tired and tired.

Senior Sister Qian's red lips were tightly closed, and there was a hint of firmness in her eyes, and Miss Yao'er frowned slightly, but when she saw Chen Yuan looking over, a bright smile appeared on her face.

But Chen Yuan understood that she was just trying to reassure herself.

The sequelae of yesterday's bitter battle have not disappeared, and in today's competition, Ying Tian's disciples may not be able to hold out for too long, not to mention that in the face of an opponent like the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, even if they want to fight a protracted battle, they are powerless.

Chen Yuan knew that some of his secrets might not be able to be hidden today.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you pass today's level, the opponents you will face in the next finals, whether it is the Spirit Refining Sect or the Yueying Sect, should not pose much of a threat to the Heavenly Sect.

Chen Yuan paid attention to a quick victory with full firepower, and coincidentally, his opponent also had the same idea.

Seeing that the opponent in this round drew Ying Tianzong, Liang Heng was not angry but happy.

In the world, what man seeks is nothing but fame and profit.

He Liang Heng has a great future, and he is valued by his teacher, what do you want?

In that case, then ask for a name.

In order to achieve the best effect, Liang Heng even suppressed his limelight when he encountered a weaker opponent in the first two rounds.

He is waiting for a suitable time, a suitable opponent, and he will turn the tide and become famous all over the world.

The idea is good, but unfortunately it was cut off......

Today, when he was waiting for the lottery to begin, he had already discovered that what his junior brother said yesterday was true, and he also understood how strong Chen Yuan was at the moment.

All I heard in my ears were the voices of discussion about Chen Yuan, and there were many kinds of admiration, envy, and jealousy.

And what about him, Liang Heng, the dignified chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the next Ningcheng City Lord, and the genius monk known as the Light of Ningcheng, seemed to have been forgotten in the mouths of everyone.

The jealousy brought by such a contrast seemed to be like a poisonous snake, constantly gnawing at his heart.

Fortunately, the heavens seemed to hear his heart, and they sent this opponent directly to him.

How could Liang Heng let go of such a good opportunity?

It's okay, let me crush you into mud when you are in the limelight, and let these short-sighted people understand who is the first person of the younger generation!

At this time, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect secretly came to Liang Heng's side, and said with a smiling face: "Senior brother......"

"The elders analyzed the competition between the Ying Heavenly Sect and the Medicine God Sect yesterday, and asked us to trap that Chen Yuan first, and after solving the other opponents, we will slowly deal with him. ”

It's just that what this disciple didn't expect was that Liang Heng, who had always been obedient to the elders' arrangements, refused directly this time.

"No, I want to deal with Chen Yuan first!"

Liang Heng's words were loud and resolute.

His idea is very simple: if he solves Chen Yuan's teammates first, even if he defeats Chen Yuan in the end, some people will think that Chen Yuan is just a one-handed opponent of the crowd, and losing the competition is not a crime of war, but his teammates are just dragging him back.

And only by killing Chen Yuan first will everyone understand, oh, it turns out that although this Chen Yuan looks powerful, he is actually just an embroidered pillow, which is still far worse than him Liang Henglai.

So he undoubtedly repeated again: "Solve Chen Yuan first!"

The disciple persuaded a few more words, and seeing that Liang Heng was still unmoved, he couldn't help but be anxious and angry, but Liang Heng's strength was indeed superb, and he would have to rely on him in the competition for a while, so he had to go back and report to the elders.

After a while, the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect came back with the latest instructions from the elders: "The elders have agreed to your proposal, Senior Brother, but I hope that after separating the other four disciples of Ying Tianzong, the five of them will act together to solve Chen Yuan as quickly as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

After speaking, he looked at Liang Heng's face, knew what his intentions were, and added: "Of course, to deal with Chen Yuan, you are the main force, Senior Brother, and a few of us are just beating the side drum and taking the handle." ”

In Liang Heng's heart, several other junior disciples pestered the other four people of Ying Tianzong and let him and Chen Yuan one-on-one was the best result, but he also understood that in such an important Ningcheng Theory, the elders would definitely not agree to come by his temperament.

At the moment, this plan is already the best result that can be obtained, so he can only respond helplessly: "Okay." ”

"Senior Brother Chen, look," Zhou Zhihao pointed to the other side and said, "Look at those guys from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they have been muttering sneakily there, and they have secretly glanced at you from time to time, they must be plotting how to deal with you." ”

Chen Yuan said disapprovingly: "Oh? Maybe people are just overwhelmed by my demeanor and admire me and secretly send autumn waves?"

"Nause, Chen Yuan, aren't you disgusting," Miss Yao made an exaggerated look like she wanted to vomit, "There are five big men over there." ”

"Doesn't this just show that my charm is unstoppable," Chen Yuan added rather narcissistically, but soon he exhaled in pain, "Hey, don't pinch your face, it hurts ......"

But it was Miss Yao who couldn't help but laugh and scolded while moving: "I just want to see how thick your skin is." ”

Seeing that the few people on the side were amused, Prince Su understood that Chen Yuan was thinking of a way to let them relax their minds.

While admiring in his heart, Prince Su thought about the competition that was about to start for a while, so he couldn't help but remind: "Chen Yuan, I think Senior Brother Zhou's words are still very reasonable, after the competition starts, you should be careful." ”

Seeing that Chen Yuan nodded and listened to his advice, Prince Su continued, "Have you noticed the disciple who started the Ten Thousand Sword Sect?"

"Is it the one with a straight face and a bitter hatred?"

Prince Su introduced: "That should be their chief disciple Liang Heng, I heard that he didn't play in the first two rounds of competition." ”

"Maybe the opponent is not strong, so I don't need him to make a move, what's wrong?"

"It's not that I care about this," Prince Su shook his head, and continued, "It's about him, I can feel a familiar bearing, if I'm not mistaken, he should be a formation mage!"

Chen Yuan knew that Prince Su had never been a targetless person, and when he heard this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but secretly think to himself: A sect that focuses on sword cultivation has a head of the formation system, which is a bit interesting......