Lin Miaoran was not the kind of girl who liked to act petty. She wrinkled her cute little nose at Chu Yan. After seeing Chu Yan's embarrassed look, she quickly recovered her smile and waved to Chu Yan.

The game hasn't started yet, and it's not convenient for the two of them to move around.

However, Lin Miaoran's actions at this time were definitely bold.

Because although the six major sects present are usually friendly, they are now rivals.

If Lin Miaoran's status was more ordinary, her behavior at this time would probably be scolded by the door steward.

But now, the deacon just looked at her and said nothing.

The deacon had the same attitude towards Lin Miaoran, but it was different towards Chu Yan. From a distance, Chu Yan could feel the dissatisfaction in the deacon's eyes of Xuanyuemen.

And not only the deacons, but also the other disciples in Broken Star Tower who were going to participate in the competition, all looked at Chu Yan with very unkind expressions at this moment.

But Chu Yan didn't care. He waved to Lin Miaoran and said hello as if no one else was watching, and then followed Li Xiu and others to find a seat and sit down.

The dissatisfaction in the eyes of everyone at Xuanyue Gate suddenly became even worse.

This scene was just a small episode in the entire state church election, but some people noticed it.

High up, Lu Lei, the elder of Xuanyue Sect and Lin Miaoran's master, couldn't help but smile and shake her head: "This child - it really makes me think of myself when I was young."

These words were clearly a defense of Lin Miaoran.

With Lu Lei's attitude here, no one in Xuanyue Sect would dare to say anything to Lin Miaoran.

After saying this, Lu Lei's eyes fell on Chu Yan in the distance.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment, she revealed a meaningful expression.

On the Broken Star Tower side, Lian Yongzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As the leader of the war department, Lian Yongzhi was happy to hear about this kind of thing, and Chu Yan's attitude of ignoring the Xuanyue Sect disciples made him appreciate it even more.

Monks emphasize a clear conscience. If you always care about other people's attitudes, restrain yourself, and imprison yourself, how can you make progress? When it's time to make public, you should make it public, so Chu Yan's behavior is invisible and Lian Yongzhi's

The style is right.

Elder Lian's eyes looked at Chu Yan at this moment, full of unabashed approval.

The state religion election has been held for dozens of times. Although the competition method will change every time, the general process will not change, so each sect is familiar with the process.

The first round was held in three games. The first game was the test between Broken Star Tower and Cangyu Sect.

Everyone at Cangyu Gate was looking at Chu Yan and the others with eager eyes at this moment.

Emperor Shen was also there, but his eyes only fell on Shen Qing, and the others seemed to not exist.

When the sects for the first game were announced, the voices of discussions from all around were also heard.

"The Cangyu Sect is really lucky this time. They picked the weakest Broken Star Tower."

"Yes, this way I can prepare well for the second round."

"The consumption is less in the first round, which is very advantageous in the second round."

"The Broken Star Tower is really miserable. In the last eight tournaments, they haven't gotten past the first round."

"Alas, there is no other way. What Shattering Star Tower is best at is formations and inscriptions. Both of these can only assist in combat. There is really no advantage in frontal combat."

"I'm really afraid that Broken Star Tower will not accept the call now. Look, among their nine disciples, five of them are at the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm."

"The realm is no better than Cang Yu Sect, how can we fight this match?"

"If Broken Star Tower continues like this, don't be overtaken by the Nine Saint Sect."

"Most of them are in low realms. Broken Star Tower is really... ugh, it's such a self-destruction."

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All discussions were almost unanimously optimistic about Cang Yu Clan's victory.

"What are these people talking about?" Su Jianyuan curled his lips dissatisfied.

These discussions still had some impact on his mood.

Li Xiu said calmly: "There is nothing we can do about it. The fact that Broken Star Tower is not good at fighting is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

"Even so, I won't let Cang Yu Sect win easily." Jiang Chengxin snorted coldly.

As the oldest outer disciples of Chu Yan and others, Jiang Chengxin and others had to bear even more of the comments from the outside world than Chu Yan and others.

Although Chu Yan did not speak at this moment, in the depths of his slightly narrowed eyes, there was light settling down like a galaxy.

"I want to change the impression that Broken Star Tower gives people that they are not good at fighting——"

Chu Yan's ears were ringing with the hundreds of sects' apprenticeship ceremony, and the words he said in front of so many sects' deacons.

After a moment, he raised the corner of his mouth and murmured with a smile: "I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long, long time."

The two sides for the first round have been decided, and the next step is to draw lots.

The rules of this kind of arena-type competition are very simple. The two sects competing against each other draw lots for the nine disciples of each sect.

The lottery numbers are from one to nine, and then two people with the same number are drawn to fight in the ring. The game will not end until one party is knocked off the ring or admits defeat.

In a nine-person competition, the winning team among the last five will advance to the next round, while the other team will be eliminated.

In this kind of competition, strength and luck are equally important.

According to the selection rules at the beginning, the nine disciples were three who had reached the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm, three who had reached the second level, and three who had reached the full strength of the second level.

Drawing lots now means that there may be battles between different realms.

In this way, if you are lucky, the weaker side may still have a chance to make a comeback.

But even so, no one is optimistic that the small boat of Broken Star Tower can overturn the giant ship of Cang Yumen.

After all, in terms of inscriptions and formations among the six major sects present, Shattered Star Tower is recognized as the number one, but in the national religion election, what matters is the fighting strength of each sect.

"Let's go and draw lots." Fan Cheng greeted everyone.

The discussion around them continued, and many of them even began to attack Chu Yan and the others, who were at the lowest level. Suddenly, Fan Cheng's face did not look so good.

"Soon, they will know what it feels like to have their face swollen." At this time, Fan Cheng heard Chu Yan's words.

Turning his head, Fan Cheng suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart when he saw Chu Yan looking into the distance with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.

Not only Fan Cheng, but also several others nodded at this moment.

When the lot was drawn, Jiang Chengxin, who was at the highest level in Broken Star Tower, Shen Ruihang and Fan Cheng drew first, and they drew numbers 3, 6 and 7 respectively.

Xu Shi, who is at the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm, drew number two.

She understood that her level was not the highest among the nine, and that she was able to qualify at that time not because she was strong, but because she was lucky and good at escaping. If she really faced off head-on, she would probably not be able to keep this spot.
Chapter completed!