Chapter 1191 1192 He Is About to Cry

Thinking about the changes that have happened over the past year, the old man Yan was deeply moved. He thought that Yan Yuchu had awakened his blood when he was only sixteen years old. He was a rare genius in the Yan family for tens of thousands of years. The family resources are tilted towards him, and even the hopes of the entire family are pinned on him. In order to compete for the destiny astrolabe, they are even more at odds with the Mu family.

But he did not expect that the Mu family would appear silently, such a monster like Mu Hanyan. If he did not guess wrong, this Mu Hanyan must have awakened his bloodline before the age of sixteen, otherwise It is impossible to have such an amazing talent and strength. However, this is a secret between the descendants of the guardian of the gods, and he cannot talk to outsiders either.

If he had known about this earlier, he might not have turned against the Mu family so resolutely, but now that the two families are at odds with each other, he can't easily show weakness and lose the face of the Yan family, so he can only hold on.

In this competition, he had already given Yan Yuchu a death order. If he encounters Jiang Qiling or Yue Fanchen, that's all, but if he encounters Mu Hanyan, he must do his best. Even if he loses, he must show his dignity. , You can't lose the face of the Yan family, otherwise the Yan family's reputation among the eight great families will plummet, and it will be difficult to raise their heads in the future.

"I made a bet, who wants to bet?" Mr. Yan refused to bet, but there were people waiting to pick up the money in the audience. Ling Baobao's voice sounded again in the crowd.

"Do you really think we are stupid? Who is stronger between Mu Hanyan and Yan Yuchu? Even a blind person can tell. I see, if you don't make ten moves, Yan Yuchu will be completely defeated. Who will bet with you." The academy disciple who was paying attention and was picked up by Ling Baobao said angrily.

"Then, or if we turn it around, I bet Yan Yuchu can hold on to a hundred moves without defeat under Mu Hanyan." Ling Baobao rolled his eyes and said.

"Hundred moves, it's impossible, how could he be undefeated under Mu Hanyan?" The man looked at Ling Baobao with the eyes of an idiot.

"Since you think it's impossible, then bet." Ling Baobao looked at him expectantly.

"Don't gamble." The man lost most of his fortune and was deeply wary of Ling Baobao.

"Then, two hundred moves, I bet Yan Yuchu can hold on to two hundred moves undefeated." Ling Baobao gritted his teeth, like a standard gambler with red eyes.

"Then, you can try it." With the good wish of turning over the book, the man finally made up his mind.

"Two hundred moves, you can look down on Yan Yuchu, and I'll bet too."

"And me, I also bet." Others were also itching to see it, and they bet one after another.

Zi Rong and the others looked up at the white clouds in the sky, tsk tsk, this world is so beautiful. A lot of money is rolling in, and I can't stop it.

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"The competition begins." Seeing the chaos in the audience, it was obvious that no one took the competition seriously, and the instructor felt that it was boring, and hurriedly announced the start of the competition.

On the stage, Mu Hanyan and Yan Yuchu had been preparing for a long time, and they just waited for his order and then shot at the same time.

The sword glow is towering, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Just listening to the sound of gold and iron, the aura burst out, reflecting a colorful glow, and the entire competition platform trembled.

"What a strong sword power!" A voice of exclamation came from the audience.

Although they are not optimistic about Yan Yuchu, but I have to admit that Yan Yuchu's strength is still remarkable if he can break through the encirclement step by step.

The two parted at one touch, and then fought fiercely again. Although that sword Mu Hanyan had the upper hand, it could be seen that Yan Yuchu was not without the strength to fight in the first battle. The disciples watching the battle were also excited, and they once again gave out bursts of cheers.

"Mu Hanyan, made a unique move, cleaned him up as soon as possible, recharged and prepared for the next game." Those who shouted like this were of course those who bet on Yan Yuchu's ability to stick to two hundred moves. Seeing that Yan Yuchu was only slightly down, However, as they fought more and more bravely, a strong unease suddenly filled their hearts.

"Brother Yan, we are optimistic about you. If you go all out, even if you lose, you must also show the dignity of a swordsman." Those who didn't bet, of course, hoped to see a battle that would make people's blood boil, and they cheered for Yan Yuchu. Cheer.

Among them, You Youzi and Jiang Yuzhe shouted very loudly. Who asked them to bet on Yan Yuchu? Anyway, it was not a bet on Mu Hanyan's defeat, or a bet on how many moves Yan Yuchu could hold on, and they didn't have any psychological burden. , Naturally, it is to be made to look like.

Cheering for the beginning of the heavy rain, and insisting on 200 tricks at that time, it can be said that his morale has been boosted and his fighting spirit is high, and he has performed beyond the limit, so as not to be too fake.

"It's already despicable enough, can you guys stop being so loud, it's shameless." Hua Yue gave the two of them a contemptuous look and said, Tang Bufan also nodded sharply, agreeing with his words.

"Yeah, your shouting is too hypocritical, I can't listen anymore." Brother Yushu Linfeng also nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"It's despicable, so what are you betting on?" Zi Rong gave a few people a blank look, and her expression was even more contemptuous.

"Don't compare us to you, we have a bottom line." Hua Yue's face was just with awe.

"Uncle Hua, why do I think you are actually more shameless than them." Looking at Hua Yue's sanctimonious face, Brother Yushu Linfeng was thoughtful.

On the stage, two shameless guys who had no bottom line were still "struggling with all their strength".

"I said, eldest brother, can you keep some of your strength? Those swords just now almost killed me. I can't take it anymore. I can't hold it any longer." Yan Yuchu gathered Qi and made a sound transmission. said.

"It's not like other people haven't seen my strength, so if I keep too much, I'll wear it out." Mu Hanyan also gathered his energy and said through voice transmission.

"Then you can't cut to the death. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, maybe I wouldn't even have the chance to split the money." Yan Yuchu said with a bitter face.

"Hold on a little longer, isn't it just two hundred moves, it will be over soon." Mu Hanyan was also cheering for Yan Yuchu.

"But I really can't hold it anymore, I can't hold it any more." Yan Yuchu was about to cry.

"Alright then, I've seen your Yan Family swordsmanship pretty much too. Next, you can just use your Yan Family Swordsmanship as you wish, and leave the rest to me." Mu Hanyan said helplessly. Can't let Yan Yuchu really cry here?

"Nine Heavens, Xing Luo." After that, Mu Hanyan slashed out with another sword.

Seeing the stars pouring out of the sky towards him like a stream of water, Yan Yuchu's face turned pale with fright. He remembered Mu Hanyan's words, and he didn't have any thoughts of competing with him. home swordsmanship.