A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

After Yan Fengmian left, several people on the high platform began to talk.

"It's okay. Tomorrow is the final game. The Cangyan Sect's juvenile group has already lost two games. There is no need to lose four more games. As long as they fail to break into the top three in tomorrow's finals, they will completely fall out of the top six sects."

There are more points in the finals than in ordinary games, so as long as Bei Wan cannot break into the top three, Cang Yan Sect will be in trouble.

"Even if the little guy from Cangyan Sect is lucky enough to enter the finals, she can't beat the people there."

"Yes, with Zhi Yao from our sect and Yan Nanhui from the Qingya Sect, the Cangyan Sect is sure to lose."

They are discussing the finals tomorrow.

After returning home in the evening, everyone in the Cangyan Sect was also discussing tomorrow's game.

"This is the roster for tomorrow's competition. In addition to Bei Wan, there are four other people in the juvenile group, two from the Qingya Sect and two from the Xuanlang Sect."

Yan Ci took out the list and put it on the table: "In the adult group, all four of us have entered the finals, so Beiwan only needs to win third place."

As long as Bei Wan can get the third place in the juvenile group, then Cang Yan Sect can get No. 3 and maintain its status as the top six sects.

Yan Ci's hand fell on the two names on the list: "Xuanlang Sect Zhiyao and Qingya Sect Yan Nanhui, these two Beiwan do not need to challenge, they can give up directly."

The little girl next to her nodded in agreement after hearing this.

"Bei Wan can't beat these two."

The little guy is very self-aware and has a clear understanding of his own strength and positioning.

Yan Ci casually rubbed the little guy's head, and then continued: "There are two left, one is in the early stage of foundation building, and the other has just entered the middle stage of foundation building. They can give it a try."

Among them, Bei Wan had faced off against the one in the early stage of foundation building.

He was the kid who was good at using poison, but was poisoned by Qi Youqing.

"Don't worry, junior sister can do it. She can still use the defensive weapon twice. With the hard work she has put in during this period, she will definitely be fine."

Mo Yan said in a relaxed tone.

"We should prepare for going to the secret realm this time."

Yan Ci glanced at him helplessly, but found that Mo Yan winked at him, and Yan Ci understood instantly.

He coughed twice and said to the little guy next to him who was already getting nervous: "Your fourth senior brother is right, these two people Bei Wan can definitely win."

"But..." The little guy frowned and said hesitantly: "What if Bei Wan draws those two powerful ones?"

"Harmful! With Third Senior Brother here, you can't draw it."

Mo Yanzui ran ahead, not thinking about keeping his mouth shut for a moment.

Sure enough, Bei Wan tilted her head and asked him curiously: "Why can't Bei Wan get a draw when Third Senior Brother is here?"

The little guy still doesn't know that Qi Youqing has another identity besides being a sword cultivator, that is, a spiritual master, a rare spiritual master for thousands of years.

Qi Youqing took a sip of water, but choked. He coughed twice and said in a cold and elegant voice: "I'm lucky."

The four words were cold and cold, giving people the feeling that he didn't want to go on.

"Oh……"

Bei Wan glanced at the third senior brother who was choked when he just drank water. He lost his spirit stone when he went out today. It was said that he staggered a few steps and almost fell down when he got off the ring yesterday.

I always feel that Third Senior Brother is not that lucky.

But the complaints in my heart are complaints in my heart.

The little guy was still not very familiar with the second and third senior brothers, so he could only say "oh" obediently and end the topic.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and Qi Youqing's hand holding the blue and white tea cup couldn't help but tighten slightly, and then loosen it again.

Forget it, there's no need to let her know, it saves the same as taking credit yourself.

What's more, the less people know about his power of speech, the better.

When Mo Yan knew it, it taught him the biggest lesson.

Thinking of this, Qi Youqing couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Mo Yan with a murderous look.

Mo Yan:? ? ?

No, who did he provoke?

……

No one would have thought that a five-year-old child in the juvenile group would reach the finals.

"To be honest, I'm not sure about the strength of this young junior sister from the Cangyan Sect, but her luck and financial resources are really good."

"No, I just remember that this little girl uses sky-high price magic weapons like she doesn't have any money!"

"I just remember that this little girl was very lucky. There were several times when her opponents had unexpected situations."

Everyone looked at the little guy who was standing no taller than the lottery box, and started talking.

Either they were saying that the little guy was lucky, or they were saying that the little guy's magic weapon was valuable. No one said that the little guy's strength was not bad.

It seems that almost no one remembers that many times, the little guy would come off the competition stage covered in blood.

It's just that persistence and resilience, which are far less interesting than luck and magic tools, can make people talk about it.

Bei Wan, who was standing on the lottery table, was already on tiptoe, taking out the note from the box.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on her.

The fans in the audience wanted to see if the little guy would have any good luck, such as getting a bye.

The heads sitting on the high platform were silently praying that the little guy from Cangyan Sect could draw Xuanlang Sect or Qingya Sect in the first round.

In this way, Cang Yan Sect can directly eliminate the upper six sects, and they can also find the most suitable excuse for Cang Yan Sect to completely eliminate Cang Yan Sect.

As for whether the little guy will be lucky enough to get a bye, that is definitely impossible.

Under the gaze of everyone, the little guy opened the note in his hand, and there was a capital one on it.

"Cangyan Sect Beiwan, fighting against Qingya Sect Yan Nanhui."

The referee's voice was amplified by spiritual power and rang clearly in everyone's ears.

The melon-eating people in the audience began to talk one after another.

"what happened?"

Yan Ci frowned and turned to ask Qi Youqing beside him.

Qi Youqing's face was calm, but if you listened carefully, you could hear no trace of coldness in his voice: "There is no bye in that box."

If there is a bye in the box, no matter which time Bei Wan draws, that bye will definitely appear in her hands under the influence of the power of the spirit of speech.

Bei Wan did not get a bye, which only means that there is no bye option in the box.

What they thought was that if Bei Wan had a bye in the first round, the little guy would finish third at the very least. In this way, even if he met Zhi Yao or Yan Nan Hui later, it wouldn't be impossible to just admit defeat.

I just didn't expect that they thought so, and the old foxes above also thought so, which directly blocked all possibilities for Bei Wan to have a bye.

Mo Yan cursed: "This can't be said to be cheating!"

Some of those five people did get a bye, but they had no evidence at all that there was no bye in the box.

But where this bye came from, I am afraid only the referee and those old foxes know.

"Besides, Bei Wan is facing off against Yan Nanhui..."

Mo Yan's voice was low, and his usually unruly temperament suddenly became serious.

When Taipei Wan heard the news, her heart skipped a beat, but the little girl had always had no expression, even though everyone else was worried about her.

Bei Wan looked at the boy who wanted to compete with her with her cute little face.

The young man is a genius rare in Qingya Sect for hundreds of years. He has reached the late stage of foundation building at the age of 15 and can form elixirs before he is 20 years old.

You should know that for ordinary people, forming elixirs at the age of 30 is already pretty good.

As for the group of Cang Yan Sect, they are basically all 15-year-old people who formed pills...

Two words, hard to comment on.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Yan Nanhui subconsciously turned around and didn't see who it was for a while.

Then he bowed his head.

Only then did he see the little guy who hadn't reached his waist yet.