Author: Unlucky Caffeine

This compact setting of one game a day is to screen real strong people.

If there is a one-time killer weapon, what should I do if I use it on the first day, and the second day?

But equally, it is often more difficult for people who are injured to stand in the next arena and survive the next game-

But Jian Baisan had to continue.

At this moment, beside Jian Baisan, Yan Longtian with a smile on his face was standing.

"I have heard that Senior Sister Jian is outstanding." There were only four people standing in the field, only he tilted his head slightly and spoke casually: "I look forward to being able to compete with Senior Sister Jian today."

"The boy has not advanced in suppressing his spiritual power. He really wants to see the style of Senior Sister Jian."

——But he can advance to the Golden Pill at any time.

On the above, the leader of the Egret Sect personally announced the opponent of the four-to-two match.

In the golden chair high above, Leng Lianchi held a small wine cup, but he had never drunk it. The two elders held magic weapon incense burners and served on their side.

The three newly placed ring chairs below were seated on each side of the Xue Song Mansion Sect leader Song Qing, the Great Elder of the Beast Control Sect, Xiong Binge, and the seat in the middle belonged to the Bailu Sect leader Du Chunsen, who was announced on the list.

In the quarter-finals, Zhao Donghe and Zhong Qing Zong Quanbei were both seriously injured. The final winners of the three groups of matches were Jian Baisan and Xiang Xinyuan.

However, with Lin Ye who was in the bye and Yan Longtian, who forcibly suppressed the progress of the progress, just formed four people.

"Xiang Xinyuan!" The leader of the Bailu Sect shouted, "Yan Longtian!"

"Lin Ye——"

"Jian Baisan!"

Jian Baisan learned about Lin Ye through the whispers of men and women that day, and even more, his characteristic is that he is very lucky.

It’s either that the opponent’s spirit beast is sick and has to be saved, or that the opponent’s main practice of the five elements is just being defeated by him.

He got to the quarterfinals and drew his strongest opponent Yan Longtian. As a result, Yan Longtian was about to advance and he was in a bye.

I don’t know how unlucky she will have to face with her—

"Do you have any discomfort?" Jian Baisan asked Jian Huanyang and others carefully in his mind.

"No," said Jian Huanyang, "I'll help you later!"

"No." said Dahuang.

Dahong and Xiaohong had already come out, and they squatted openly on Dahuang's head, and it seemed that there was no problem.

Jian Baisan was a little confused and raised his hand to touch his head.

But when she raised her hand and touched her head, her arm felt a pain.

Perhaps, her injuries are Lin Ye’s good luck?

But she still used the knife.

The leader of the White Egret Sect said: "After today, two of the most powerful people will be selected soon."

"Tomorrow, the leader will be selected."

"Although there will be disciples who will lose, in this competition, all those who enter the finals are the hope of the sect and the ascension seedlings!"

"There is no need to be a delusional demon, nor does it have to be self-pitying. We immortals are born in accordance with the heavens and act against the heavens! How can we be against the heavens? Isn't it the best way to live long?!"

"The competition begins!"

"Disciple enters!"

Jian Baisan and the unfamiliar young man looked at each other and walked into the venue together. With Du Chunsen's wave of his hand, transparent barriers soared into the sky, covering half of the sky.

Jian Baisan didn't want to say much, looked at the young man opposite him indifferently, and drew his sword in a flash!

The young man was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly, "Wait wait wait wait wait wait!!! I won't fight you!"

Jian Baisan paused: “…ah?”

Could it be that you should give up directly?

The White Egret Sect Li Huimin and Hehua, who were defeated yesterday, sat on the table. Seeing Lin Ye's actions, the three of them looked strange.

Is this kid really a bit of a sense of being in the game?

Leng Lianchi lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Baisan's direction expressionlessly.

Jian Baisan was on guard for a while, and saw that Lin Ye really had no intention of fighting back, so he said, "Then you give up."

"No, no, no," said Lin Ye, "I can't admit defeat now, either."

Jian Baisan let out a rather oppressive "Huh?"

Lin Ye immediately explained: "To be honest, I am not from the Egret Sect, and I don't want to make a life for them," he said.

"And although you were injured, I can't beat you."

"Actually, it's okay to admit defeat now, but I'm a little regretful. I mean, can you show me your palms?"

Jian Baisan: “…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Lin Ye threw the sword on the ground and kicked it away, spreading his hands, and said, "Do you know the situation of my previous games. Are you worried that you will be unlucky?"

"Don't worry," he said, "My major in martial arts can make me lucky, but it doesn't make the other party unlucky."

Jian Baisan asked: "Then, are you not using martial arts today?"

"I used it, I used it!" Lin Ye smiled cheerfully at her, "I can't beat you, but you are the only one among these three people who does not have a life threat to me - I mean, you

I won't kill me."

"My strength is not worthy of this ranking. After all, I am just a three-spirit root. So, I have no worries about my life, of course it is my luck!"

When Jian Baisan heard this for the first time, he couldn't help but be photographed by his open-mindedness.

"Then why do you have to look at my palm?" Jian Baisan asked.

"My martial arts are very special." Lin Ye said, "The martial arts of our sect are mainly calculated."

Leng Lianchi, who was far above, took a sip of wine, and his eyes became more interesting.

"I like to learn this," Lin Ye said.

"I can learn a lot every time my palms, faces, and spiritual power directions. You are the owner of the Tianling Spirit Root, and I can even calculate it more accurately. At the same time, my cultivation can also make a great progress--we mainly

I don’t hide it from you even if I practice this way.”

"As a reward, I can tell you two things about your future."

"But, it's just a rough direction."

"After all, I have only been in Taoism for one hundred and forty years, and I am naturally incomparable to those powerful people."

"Talent" and "one hundred and forty years", Jian Baisan has lived less than a fraction of others.

"Yes." Jian Baisan agreed.

Everyone on the field was so excited that their faces were red with excitement when they watched Yan Longtian's dangerous battle on the court.

But when I looked at Jian Baisan again, everyone was in my chest and almost injured internally.

Jian Baisan friendlyly carried the knife back to his waist, stretched out his hand, and thoughtfully placed a ball of unlit thunder balls for Lin Ye to study.

Lin Ye stared at Jian Baisan's hand, one hand was empty and the other hand was behind him, and he tried his best to calculate, and all the afterimages were pinched.

Why did you start fortune telling?

Why did Jian Baisan really go there?

Du Chunsen, the leader of the Bailu Sect, asked in a low voice: "Lin Ye, Jian Baisan, what are you doing?"

The elder whispered: "Lin Ye is fortune telling. The master of Tianyi Sect's martial arts."

Du Chunsen leaned his back back and said disdainfully: "What's the use of this kind of exercise?"

The old man Snake Yang said angrily: "It's just a mess!"

After finishing angry, I remembered that there was a cold lotus pond above and instantly fell silent.

After a while, Lin Ye suddenly withdrew his hand like an electric shock. Deng Deng took two steps back, rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed a mouthful of blood.

Jian Baisan said concernedly: "Is it okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Ye said.

"Your future..."

Jian Baisan was nervous: "My future?"

"I have never seen this situation before..." Lin Ye said confusedly, "There is a very strange anger. Is it only the Tianling root?"

"Talking about the serious matter... your future has been ups and downs," he said. "The only things that I can see clearly are what will happen recently."

Jian Baisan signaled: "You said."

"I'll ask first," Lin Ye said carefully, "Did you have avenge you have recently?"

Jian Baisan was stunned: "Yes."

"That's right," he breathed a sigh of relief.

“In the process, you lose something.”

"But at the same time, you have noble people to help you."

"Your enemy seems powerful, but in fact it is vulnerable... Just find the right lifeline."

What he meant was, would she succeed? Then this is indeed good news.

"What else?" Jian Baisan asked.

"There is another one..."

"Have you not seen your family for a long time?" Lin Ye asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!