Chapter 1900 (1/2)
The battle between Ye Qian and Zhang Hao can be regarded as unprecedented for the whole blue sword. After all, one of them is the Oriental demon God without any defeat, and the other is the blue sword God of the eight heaven realm of Tianyuan. These two people are very important in the hearts of all the people in blue sword.
What's more, Zhang Hao is not Dugu Aoshuang. Even today's Qinchuan doesn't know where Zhang Hao's limit is and how the battle between him and ye Qian is.
Excited, surging, looking forward to, at this moment, all kinds of emotions began to overflow in the hearts of Qinchuan and others.
Of course, Qinchuan at the moment naturally has a darker side in his heart, that is, he hopes Zhang Hao can win. This is not because of anything else, but because since Qin Chuan knew Ye Qian, it seems that ye Qian has never been defeated. Qin Chuan simply wanted to see what ye Qian looked like when he was defeated. Especially when ye Qian was defeated by Zhang Hao, who was trained by him, it must be very funny.
At the moment, the other members of blue sword also have their own thoughts. Yang Jun is extremely excited. After all, the confrontation between such strong men can be described as a feast for the eyes. Fang Jinlei and nalanqing'er are standing on the side of Ye Qian intentionally or unintentionally, because ye Qian is invincible to them, even Zhang Hao It is impossible to defeat Ye Qian.
However, in the blue sword square at the moment, there is only one belief in the hearts of those reserve members of the blue sword, that is, the instructor will win.
Even when the atmosphere suddenly solidified, there were people who dared to challenge Ye Qian.
”I said, little white face, you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you gasp. What kind of person is our drillmaster? That's a man who is not afraid of heaven. You are looking for your own death.”
”That's it, little white face. I think you'd better go home early and drink milk.”
After two taunts, bursts of laughter followed. It seemed that none of the 1800 reserve soldiers put Ye Qian in their eyes at the moment. After all, ye Qian was too beautiful to be a man of profound cultivation. On the contrary, the word ”little white face” was very appropriate.
Hearing this sudden taunt, Qin Chuan's face immediately showed a sullen color.
”Shut up, what do you know? Do you know who is standing in front of you? He is the deacon of blue sword.”
For Qin Chuan's reprimand, the 1800 people seemed to pay no attention to it. Some people in the crowd said insidiously: ”what about the deacon of blue sword? Isn't he just a little white face? I think he is relying on this face to get the upper position?”
”Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
The roaring laughter rang out again without any affection. The people of blue sword could only stare at Ye Qian in panic, for fear that ye Qian would be angry. After all, what is Ye Qian's means? Qin Chuan and others know. Once he gets angry, let alone the 1800 people in front of him, he can still kill them on the spot.
The cold sweat, at the moment, has slipped from Qin Chuan's forehead drop by drop. Qin Chuan himself may not have thought that the battle between Ye Qian and Zhang Hao has not started yet. The reserve of those blue swords has become the focus.
What makes Qinchuan even more unexpected is that the reserve soldiers of these blue swords, the backbone members selected from all levels of the army, do not kill themselves at all, and they simply do not command them. This is probably where Qinchuan really feels the panic.