Overriding the Heaven

Everyone heard Lian Yongzhi's words.

At this time, they reacted, and it seemed that they had missed this step.

Everyone was paying attention to the form of the second round that Lian Yongzhi did not say, but forgot about who their opponents were in the first round.

The premise is to want to enter the second round and eliminate the opponents in the first round.

"Excuse Lian, who is our opponent in the first round?" Li Xiugong asked.

Lian Yongzhi glanced at the crowd and smiled aloud: "The current state religion, the master of Tianxuan Jinggu-Cang Yumen."

For a moment, the scene was silent.

This reaction was unexpected in Lian Yongzhi.

Although as the deputy head of the War Department of the Broken Star Tower, his fighting spirit never faded, but he also had to admit that when Cang Yumen was the first round, the five opponents did not want to face.

Their strength is faintly the first of the six sects, and this day the Xuan Jing Temple still belongs to the Cang Yumen, that is to say, the game here is the home game of Cang Yumen.

Any case with them is fierce.

These nine participating disciples do not belong to the Ministry of War, so Lian Yongzhi cannot use the standards for treating the Ministry of War to ask them.

Moreover, Lian Yongzhi also understood that the encounter of such opponents in the first round was a huge blow to this group of disciples who are interested in making a difference in this state education election.

For a moment of silence, Lian Yongzhi moved his lips, trying to say some comfort words that he was not good at.

But at this time, Su Jianyuan suddenly yelled, "Great!"

"Huh?" Lian Yongzhi thought for a moment that his ears were wrong.

The next moment, he found that almost all the nine disciples in front of him were smiling, and even Shen Qing, who always had no expression on his face, was exuberant at this moment.

The original quiet scene instantly boiled like boiling water.

Next, let Lian Yongzhi growl incomprehensible, one after another.

"Awesome! This is the best news I've heard recently!" Fan Cheng crackled his hands.

"Ha ha ha ha, I finally got the chance. I'd like to see what else the group of guys have to say, as soon as possible, or wait until the game, but can't say a word!" , Laughed again and again.

"Huh, let them be so proud, and finally have the opportunity to directly teach them this time." Jiang Chengxin grinned and looked like he was flexing his muscles.

"I can't wait." Xu Shi pursed her lips and smiled at Jiang Panmeng.

For a moment, the scene was filled with merry air.

Lian Yongzhi blinked and looked at the disciples in front of him. At this moment, he had a feeling, as if this group of people were facing an opponent who could solve it with a breath.

For the first time in his life, the Elder Lian of the Broken Star Tower, who is known for his decisiveness in heart, developed a sense of uncertainty.

After hesitating, he repeated: "Our opponent is Cang Yu Men."

"It's Cang Yumen!" Su Jianyuan slammed his chest. "Elder Lian, rest assured, we will definitely go all out and break into the second round!"

Seeing this group of people looked like evil, Lian Yongzhi couldn't figure out what happened for a while.

His eyes glanced from the crowd one by one, and finally fell on Chu Yan's body.

At the moment, the nine disciples at the scene were the only ones who looked normal, and they only had Chuyan.

Seeing Lian Yongzhi's questioning eyes, Chu Yan smiled: "The dispute between the monks is an upset in heart, and we will definitely make everyone change the view of the Broken Star Tower."

From a realm point of view, Chu Yan is not the highest in the crowd, but from the perspective of identity, he is a disciple in charge, and speaking is naturally the most important.

At this time when hearing the words of Chu Yan, Lian Yongzhi immediately understood. It seems that the nine disciples under the door have met with the disciples of Cang Yumen. I am afraid they have been provoked by the other party. Touching Cang Yumen was so excited.

Having a fighting spirit is naturally a good thing, and Lian Yongzhi, as a member of the war department, most appreciates the disciple's indomitable momentum. At this moment, he understands his true intentions. Suddenly, his heart gave birth to a grandeur: "After seven days, wait Your performance! "

"Elder Lian, rest assured, we will never live up to Zongmen's expectations!" Said the nine, holding their fists together, eternally.

Although the first round of opponents was Cang Yumen, which encouraged everyone, but Chu Yan also knew that this was a very powerful opponent.

The combat strength of the six major gates and the Broken Star Tower is recognized as the penultimate, and in the past few decades, the Cang Yumen has faintly overwhelmed the remaining five sects including the Beast Emperor's Court, and ranked first in combat strength. throne.

So this is a battle that counts down to the top and one to the top.

At this moment, the other four cases are probably lamenting that Cang Yumen has drawn a good lot. Except for Chu Yan, many deacons in the Broken Star House heard the news and said nothing, but their eyes were already in despair.

Almost everyone felt that the Broken Star Tower would lose no suspense this time.

"We won't lose!"

Saying goodbye to Lian Yongzhi, after leaving the hall, the crowd formed a circle in the courtyard outside, and each person stretched out a hand, overlapping each other.

"Be sure to surprise all Renda!"

"The Broken Star House has been weak for many years. This time it is in our hands to break this convention!"

"Be sure to win!"

Chu Yan looked around the people for a week and saw the light flashing in everyone's eyes.

Tomorrow's national election will officially begin, but the first round will start seven days later.

In other words, everyone has seven days to prepare.

Although there is no stipulation, everyone will consciously go back to their own room to meditate and practice, and there is no obvious improvement. Then they must also be more proficient in the martial arts methods they have mastered, and their conditions must be adjusted to the best .

Chu Yan returned to his room, but had not yet opened the door, and heard the sound of light footsteps behind him.

"I guess you will come to me." Chu Yan turned and smiled and saw Shen Qing not far away.

Shen Qing's gaze was always calm, and now she felt a tenacity and longing.

She looked at Chu Yan and said quietly, "There are still seven days left, teacher, I think-to become stronger."

The last four words reveal nothingness of firmness.

Feeling Shen Qing's attitude, after a while, Chu Yan nodded: "It seems that you haven't relaxed yourself in the half year since I left. I am very satisfied. Since this is the case, come in."

For seven days, for other monks, if they want to improve their strength, it is too harsh.

But Chu Yan is different. He has a way to lengthen this time.

Now that Shen Qing has made this request, Chu Yan naturally also hopes to help himself, a disciple who is not as determined as a woman, to complete another breakthrough.