The scene at this time was extremely embarrassing, but Han Chengyu didn't plan to let these guys go like this, and see if he didn't humiliate them!

He glanced at Gale Thunder, then smiled coldly, took a step forward, and pointed at Zhang Qianrou's "brainless fan" with an angry face and said: "You, that's right, don't look at it, it's you, let me ask you, is it eighty-five points or ninety points?" ”

That disciple was suppressed by Jiang Ziyu, and he was already angry, but now that the people of the Fighting Soul Sect came to provoke, he was naturally not to be outdone, and besides, this was an opportunity to please their Senior Sister Zhang, so he said without thinking: "This is naturally ninety points!" Are you a fool of me? ”

"It was true that you were stupid, but now it seems that you must not be stupid."

"You! What do you mean? Don't deceive people too much! ”

Han Chengyu raised his eyebrows mockingly, and said with a smile: "Our Senior Sister Lu said that the points of our Fighting Soul Sect are eighty points, even if we don't do anything, and pass this competition with the lowest score, we will also get ten points in this round, in other words, the final results of our Fighting Soul Sect in the four major sect competitions will be at least ninety points!" Do you know what this concept is? ”

"What?"

The disciple involuntarily answered, and as soon as the words fell, he was pinched by the waist, and he grinned in pain.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what are you pinching me!"

Jiang Ziyu couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stormed away, raised his hand and slapped the disciple in the face.

"Poof......

The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was about to be crooked, and he fell to the ground convulsing incessantly, in great pain.

Jiang Ziyu stepped on the disciple's head, his eyes were red and said, "Damn!" If you say it, Lao Tzu is not strangling, but killing you, believe it or not?! ”

Seeing Jiang Ziyu like this, the disciples who were still full of anger and vowed not to give up had already been silenced.

Obviously, Jiang Ziyu's anger is still a deterrent.

Han Chengyu slowly hooked his lips and said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, this brother of Xuantian Sect, let me finish it well, I see that you Master Zhang haven't understood it yet, otherwise why is this face so ugly, people are not convinced." ”

Jiang Ziyu's chest rose and fell in anger, and he turned his head and glared at Zhang Qianrou.

Damn it!

If it weren't for the fact that this slut lost to Lu Jiuque and refused to admit defeat, thinking about finding trouble with Lu Jiuque in various places, how could these kings and eight cubs be like this?!

How could their Xuantian Sect lose face again?

Zhang Qianrou was stared at by Jiang Ziyu, as terrifying as being stared at by a poisonous snake, she was a little flustered in her heart, she bit her lower lip tightly, her face was pale, and she looked fragile.

But Han Chengyu is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, for this kind of scum who does not want to smear his Senior Sister Lu all the time, he must not let go!

"Master Zhang, don't be in a hurry, listen to it and tell you slowly, lest you don't understand it...... Our Senior Sister Lu said that among your three major sects, the current best score is the Zixia Sect, with a total of forty-five points. Even if the Zixia Sect won the team competition and gained forty points, its highest total score was only eighty-five. One has a maximum of eighty-five points, and the other has a minimum of ninety, and is as stupid as the pig's head lying there has said that it is ninety, so who do you say wins and who loses? So, even if you Xuantian Sect is leading in this last competition, it won't be of any use at all...... Hehe......"