In Su Chen's impression, Elder Di didn't seem to have any personal disciples.
But since the other party said that, Su Chen also raised his hands and said, "It turns out that he is the direct disciple of Elder Di, disrespectful!"
The corners of Mu Ren's eyes twitched slightly. He did not dare to call himself Elder Di's direct disciple, otherwise it would be very bad if his current master heard about it.
"Being a disciple of Elder Di is completely different from being his disciple. Elder Di doesn't like to be restrained and doesn't accept disciples."
Mu Ren explained, and Su Chen came to his senses.
"Oh, so you want to become your teacher to Elder Di, but Elder Di doesn't accept you?"
Su Chen thought to himself, what's there to say? Wouldn't it be a slap in the face if he said it?
Mu Ren didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
"Although Elder Di did not accept me as a disciple, he also taught me and treated me as half a master."
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Su Chen. ?.?????.???
The meaning is self-explanatory.
He wanted to teach Su Chen, the man who killed half of his master, a lesson on the playing field.
Su Chen smiled lightly, but didn't express anything.
"I hope you won't be eliminated before you meet me."
Seeing that Su Chen had no intention of responding, Mu Ren felt that it was boring. After leaving such a sentence, he turned around and left.
Su Chen noticed that Qiu Zhiyuan was also looking at him not far away, but Su Chen didn't pay much attention.
After an hour passed.
The first round ends and the second round begins.
The format of the sect competition is that after everyone goes through three rounds of competition, the top fifty players advance to the fourth round.
Okra won three games in a row, and he had the upper hand in every game. He deserved to win, and he was in the limelight for a while.
Su Chen also won three games, but every game he won seemed to be quite difficult.
Even if you win in the end, there is also an element of "lucky".
Su Chen also attracted criticism because of this, and most people thought that he got lucky and got into it all the way.
Su Chen didn't care what others thought, as long as his ranking was not so conspicuous.
Although he won all three games, he took longer to win than the others.
If two players have the same number of wins and losses, then the time of victory will be the main factor affecting the ranking.
"This way, the ranking won't be too high."
Combining the performance of others, Su Chen mentally estimated his approximate ranking, which should be outside the top twenty.
As long as he enters the top ten or so in the future, it will be enough to meet the requirements of the great elder, right?
Su Chen secretly planned in his heart.
And at this time.
It was finally his turn to appear in the fourth round.
Su Chen glanced at his token, then at the figure walking onto the ring, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
His opponent is Qiu Zhiyuan.
As the saying goes, enemies never get together!
Finally we met.
"I didn't expect you to make it to this round, but your luck has finally come to an end."
When Qiu Zhiyuan saw Su Chen walking onto the ring, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his face was full of arrogance.
Su Chen was really speechless about this guy.
Qiu Kuier is such a smart, sensible and reasonable girl. Why does her brother feel that Yazi is not very smart?
Seeing Su Chen's indifferent expression, Qiu Zhiyuan snorted dissatisfied and said, "Do you dare to bet with me? If you lose to me this time, hand over the sword my sister gave you!"
Su Chen shook his head and said, "What if I win?"
Qiu Zhiyuan said disdainfully, "You can't win."
"..."
"You seem to have some serious illness..."
How can anyone make a bet and only talk about the winning chips, but not the price of losing?
Hearing this, Qiu Zhiyuan said fiercely, "If I lose, I will do whatever you want me to do. It's up to you!"
"That won't work."
Su Chen shook his head, "A person and a sword are not of the same value."
Qiu Zhiyuan raised his lips slightly, "Of course that sword can't compare with me. It's okay. It doesn't matter if I suffer a little loss."
Su Chen was a little stunned. This man's understanding of himself was really unclear to the extreme.
He seems to be the kind of person who only lives in his own world.
"Don't be stupid. What I'm saying is that your value is incomparable to the sword your sister gave you."
Su Chen mercilessly exposed his innocent fantasy. Qiu Zhiyuan's face changed several times, and finally turned into a sentence: "You are going too far!"
The next moment, Qiu Zhiyuan rushed towards Su Chen.
Su Chen pulled out his ninth-grade sword. The two swords collided and sparks were produced. Qiu Zhiyuan showed a ruthless look on his face and said, "Why don't you use my sister's sword? Do you know you are not worthy?"
Su Chen replied, "You talk so much..."
Off the field.
Qiu Kuier, who had just won the fourth round of competition neatly, came to the arena.
Seeing the two figures on the field, Qiu Kuier's face suddenly became excited, and she immediately started cheering for Su Chen.
"Junior Brother Su, hit, hit hard, don't be polite!"
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw Qiu Kuier's cheerful look, and their expressions were quite strange.
Between the two of them, who is your brother?
The sibling relationship between Qiu Kuier and Qiu Zhiyuan.
Naturally, everyone present knew everything and knew everything.
So when everyone saw with their own eyes that Okra was cheering for Su Chen, and
