Chapter 457 (1/2)

Muyu is watching the contest between the disciples the day after tomorrow. The battle between array technique and Fu Shu looks wonderful, but it doesn't interest him at all. His attention is still focused on situ Yangtian and Mu Chenghong, thinking slightly.

Mu Chenghong came over. Looking at the performance of the two Fu Zong disciples, he suddenly said with a smile: ”younger martial brother, what is the probability that our array clan will win Fu Zong this year?”

”What do you think, elder martial brother?”

Muyu looks at Mu Chenghong and the two people on the field. He feels funny. To a certain extent, it is Fu Zong's own entertainment. How much chance can the array master win?

”We have younger martial brothers in our array clan, but I feel that the victory rate of array clan is much higher.” Mu Chenghong said slowly.

”Elder martial brother, is he sure to defeat Fu Zong Muyu asked without salt.

Two of the disciples of the day after tomorrow are spies of the Fu clan, and two of the Zhongtian disciples are also the spies of the Fu clan. The inborn disciples have mu Chenghong, the most hidden disciple of the Fu clan. If the emperor wants to win, I'm afraid it's just a dream.

”I'll try my best.” Mu Chenghong's face showed a faint look, as if he was hesitating. Then he asked, ”younger martial brother, did you go to see the third monument?”

”No, I'm not in the mood to go.” Mu Yu shook his head and said.

”I understand,” Murakami sighed

He looked lonely, as if he had heard the last news, and then he shook his head slightly, staring at the distance and no longer talking.

The two disciples of the day after tomorrow were still working hard on the performance, and the people of Fu Zong were all aware of this wonderful play, which had already been doomed to result, and showed endless ridicule at the corners of their mouths.

However, all the disciples of the array clan are still in the distance, so they can cheer for sun Yingda. Even other unknown congenital array masters also put their hopes on Sun Yingda, hoping that he can fight for the array clan.

But if you want to fight for the emperor, where can you win?

However, all the disciples of the array clan suddenly burst into cheers, and even many congenital array masters began to look happy, because sun Yingda actually won the Fu Zong's Lin Hui!

Muyu is surprised that sun Yingda is the spy of Fu Zong, which can be confirmed. But why did Fu Zong not choose to win this competition?

He looked around and saw the cheering expression of the disciples of the array clan around him. He also found that the people of Fu Zong didn't even frown when they saw Lin Hui lose the contest. On the contrary, they showed a mocking look. He suddenly wanted to understand what Fu Zong was playing.

Before a man is destroyed, it must be inflated.

Chang Tiancheng slightly glanced at the performance of the disciples of the array clan, and his mouth showed a vicious sneer: ”cheer! Cheer for your pathetic victory! When you think you're going to win, I'll drag you down from the sky and make you wrestle hard. That's what I want to see! ”

Fu Zong has defeated array Zong for several years in a row. The continuous victory makes them feel boring. They want to play something new. First let all the people of the array clan see the hope of winning, then defeat them severely, and finally expose the truth, so that everyone in the array clan will fall to the bottom.

This is to let the disciples of the array clan understand that if they want you to win, you can win. If you want to destroy you, you can't hide!

This is a game. Fu Zong's people should not only control the victory of the game, but also play the emotions of all the disciples of the array clan in their hands! After playing enough, tell everyone the cruel truth and let the disciples of array clan know how invincible Fuzong is!

Muyu remembered what Mu Chenghong said just now that the chance of winning the array clan was very high. Did you mean this?

There are nine contests in total. I'm afraid that if there is no accident, Fu Zong will let array Zong win four games, and let his disciples see the hope that they can finally raise their eyebrows this year, and then smash their dream hard!

”It's a tough way.” Mu Yu stares at the people of Fu Zong, and his expression is a little floating.

This is no longer a simple contest of array symbols, but a means used by Fu Zong to humiliate array clan.

The second competition was a contest between the disciples of Zhongtian. Luo Feilong was the leader of the array sect. Luo Feilong and another disciple of Fu Zong named each other on the stage, and then began their competition.

The collision between array technique and Fu Shu seems so pale and powerless that it is almost a moment. Luo Feilong's opponent has been knocked out and fell outside the array martial field.

Another victory!

”Let's go!” Luo Feilong's mouth slightly crooked and waved to all the disciples of the array clan.

”Brother Luo won!”

”Great! Elder martial brother Luo is so powerful! ”

”Elder martial brother Luo deserves to be our pride.”

Among the disciples of the array clan, the cheers broke out again, which were so harsh in Zhuge Xiaosheng's ears. There was invisible anger burning in his heart. The happier and louder all the disciples of the array clan were, the more they humiliated him.He sighed, but his anger turned to sadness. His disciples performed according to other people's scripts. They were played by others, but they didn't know it. However, he knew the truth of the matter, but he couldn't stop them from cheering!

”I really don't deserve to be the Lord, alas!”