C49 No It's Not the Worst Only the Worst
C49 No It's Not the Worst Only the Worst
"Master, you know this man as well. He is our sworn enemy, right?" He said. Seeing the curious looks on their faces, they could guess what was going on.
However, Chen Chuan didn't want to play such a childish game with him.
Leng Zhaoru was a cold person again. The two of them looked at him in unison.
This made Jiang Lier not know what to do. He could only helplessly say it out loud.
"Actually, that person is the young master of Blood Knife Sect."
Jiang Lier revealed the man's name, which made the two men sitting in front of him change their expressions. They didn't say a word.
They just stared at her coldly. The other one immediately attacked.
Of course, the one who attacked was Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan went up and kicked him.
"I thought you were talking about someone else. I didn't expect you to be talking about him. But this sect has fallen into a second-rate sect. What are you happy about dealing with him?"
"Isn't this a pushover? In this sect, he's the only one who's relatively weak. Moreover, he's just here to give me a head to ensure that I pass safely."
"Don't you think so? Martial Uncle. " Jiang Lier had a strong desire to survive. He knew that he would not be able to avoid being beaten up by his master.
However, as long as he was in front of a beauty, he could still maintain his gentle appearance.
"Oh, no wonder." Leng Zhaoru suddenly understood. No wonder he was so happy. So it was because he felt that he did not draw someone stronger than him?
It was still fine when Jiang Lier returned, but Lan Jin and a few of his fellow disciples came back with a bit of sadness and worry.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking so sad?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Ah, don't mention it. Of course, it's the Son from the Evergreen Sect. After so many years, I'm afraid his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds." Mu Luo said with a sigh.
If it was back then, they definitely wouldn't have been able to win.
If Lee Yuanhua's ability had reached this point, they would have had the ability to fight.
"Ai, junior brother, you have to have some confidence in yourself." Jiang Lier patted his shoulder and gave her the courage to encourage him.
"Try your best." He thought about what else he could give him.
In the end, he found that he really could not find many, so he gave them to Chen Chuan.
After all, she had gone out to look for some treasures in the past few years, but in reality, these treasures weren't strong enough for them, so they couldn't be used.
Chen Chuan thought about the current situation.
He refined some talismans for him so that he could save his life at the critical moment.
The people below were still looking at him with disdain. The sect master at the top would look down from time to time.
"Ah, Evergreen Sect Master, your disciple is really strong." The sect master of Blood Knife Sect Sect said, trying to get his protection by flattering him.
"Sect Chief, if this disciple of mine isn't strong, how can I fight for something?" Que Yu said.
The Sect Chief's expression changed.
Humph! Once his disciple obtained Son of Heavenly Mandate's green eyes, his sect would be able to return to its original position, or even higher.
There will be times when you all will kneel and lick him.
When Que Yu saw that he did not speak, a trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of his mouth.
He only knew that among so many people, his and Chen Chuan's luck was very good.
Son of Heavenly Mandate watched quietly from above.
Occasionally, his gaze would drift to some of the disciples.
When Ye Shuhang returned, his expression was somewhat unsightly because he had picked a loose cultivator. The other party's cultivation was higher than his, and his strength was also higher than his.
As for Xuan Min, she was very lucky to have chosen a female cultivator from the Acacia Faction. She basically didn't need to fear anything.
When Leng Nian returned, he was in a very good mood.
Everyone thought that he had picked a person who didn't have any combat strength, but when Chen Chuan asked them, they found out that Lan Jin wasn't the most miserable. Only Leng Nian was.
He had picked the chief disciple of the Falling Sun Sect. It could be said that he had met a tough opponent, and his strength was unknown.
It was said that he had already comprehended his own Sword Dao and specialized in cultivating the Supreme Forgotten Dao. Moreover, he had already attained perfection.
Jiang Lier suddenly looked at the drawing of lots in his hand. Suddenly, he felt that his face was a little hot.
Shame!!!
Chen Chuan looked at the exchange of experience between his disciples one by one with a deep look in his eyes.
There were many talented people in competition this time. Jiang Lier was, Leng Nian was, Farhua Temple's Qing Li, Returning Cloud Sect's Yun Mo, Su Lang, Falling Sun Sect's Lin Wang, and Falling Moon Sect's Shen Ming.
The Evergreen Sect had Lee Yuanhua, as well as Yu Gui who would never be noticed by others.
"Senior Brother, the next round is about to begin." Leng Zhaoru said.
"Yes." Chen Chuan nodded. The appetizer had passed, so it was time to get to the main topic.
Since it had reached the important joints, it was no longer as simple as before.
Therefore, the competition venue that they used had been integrated into a formation and became one.
The competition venue was especially intense. It was enough for them to fight more than ten rounds.
In addition, the eyes of the cultivators were extremely good, and they could see clearly even from a thousand meters away.
"The first match of the second round, Leng Nian of High Martial Sect versus Lee Junchen of Falling Sun Sect."
As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone was in an uproar.
"Who is Leng Nian?"
"It's over, it's over. Lee Junchen is the chief disciple, and his strength is low profile. I don't know how strong he is, but he has broken through to the Essence-solidifying Stage realm ten years ago."
"That's right. If he wasn't obsessed with cultivation, he would have become the Sect Chief a long time ago. It's a pity that he didn't want to."
"Leng Nian is in a difficult position to deal with him."
"Come, come, come, come. Let's make a bet. We are definitely going to leave our hands. One to ten, ten to a hundred!"
Some people in the crowd had made a bet. Very soon, someone had made a bet. However, the bet was 1: 10. The bet was Lee Junchen's win, and Leng Nian's loss.
When Chen Chuan saw this, he thought that this was an opportunity to earn elemental stone, so he let Jiang Lier play as well.
But he chose to go against his conscience and buy that so-called Lee Junchen.
Leng Nian was on the field. Chen Chuan looked around and also gave him a dagger.
When he went on stage, Chen Chuan was watching from above.
Leng Nian looked cold and emotionless. He had no desire or love. His eyes were cold and gentle.
What he did not notice was that Luo Feng pursed his lips and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.
In his position, Chen Chuan, Que Yu, and Falling Sun Sect Master were the closest to him. The Falling Sun Sect was the first to notice him.
He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he was right to call Lee Junchen to come out of seclusion.
Son of Heavenly Mandate was very satisfied with him.
Que Yu noticed it slightly. His eyes were cold.
When his gaze landed on Lee Junchen, he suddenly thought of something.