Junlin

Chapter 85 Clan Banquet

In the rolling carriage, I heard that Ran Li was defeated by Lin Zhuo in the last battle of the big match. Yue Yu was really a little stunned. /|\'() Update super fast/|\

You should know that he had done enough homework for Ran Li before this big comparison. Including the analysis of Lin Zhuo's inner breath characteristics, the hidden injuries in his body, and the characteristics of the sword, they are all covered. Even last night, according to the book I saw on the fourth floor of the library building, I specially designed several targeted tactics for Ran Li. Even if Lin Zhuo's cultivation is one level worse, it should be enough to suppress that guy fiercely.

It's a little biased, but Yue Yu doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with doing this at all. Ran Li is nominally his servant, but as early as six months ago, he has regarded him as his life-and-death brother. As for Lin Zhuo, to be strict, he should be just a stranger. As far as the future is concerned, he only intends to treat this person as a tool for the time being.

There is no such reason in the world to let those who are close to you ignore it and take care of outsiders.

But after his thorough and detailed preparation, Ran Li was still the result of defeat, which really made him a little confused.

"You idiot! How did I teach you before? I want you to go all out at the beginning, consume his true energy, suppress that guy and don't give him a chance to vent his breath. Have you done it?

Knocking on Ran Li's head with his fingers, Yue Yu's face was frosty. In his heart, there was not only a chagrin of being iron and steel, but also the indignation of being broken by Lin Zhuo. He originally wanted to let Ran Li recover the last defeat in front of Lin Zhuo, but now it seems that his careful plan is completely bankrupt.

"--Speaking of which, that guy is just a half-dead waste! For the internal interest of the strength of the martial artist level, I think he can only use it for three minutes at most to have problems! Before that, it was a hard battle for ten consecutive days. You can't even win like this. You might as well die!"

Ran Li shrugged his head and was silent, and his face was full of shame. Compared with the regret of not winning the championship and losing to Lin Zhuo again this time, in fact, what he cares more about this time is to lose the face of Yue Yu and his teachers.

There are several people in the clan who are optimistic about him and arrange the shady schedule for him in person. In addition, Yue Yu, who is purely in martial arts, is already an absolute master-level person to guide him. In this way, he lost to Lin Zhuo, and in Ran Li's opinion, he really lost his face to home.

"Why do you have the right to talk about Brother Li?"

Opposite the two, Yue Bingqian stood up a little uncomfortable, and her face was flushed with indignation. Brother Li is at least the second in the clan this time! What about you? I'm not even qualified to participate in the competition! And everyone who has seen their game knows that Brother Li is not really not as good as Lin Zhuo. From beginning to end, that guy has no chance to fight back. If it hadn't been for his desperate efforts in the end and Brother Li's soft-hearted stop, the current result would not have been like this--"

Hearing this, Yue Yu turned his surprised eyes to Ran Li again. Although he knew the result, he didn't expect that the details would be like this. However, Ran Li not only did not feel better because of this, but also became more and more ashamed, and his whole head was about to fall into the knee bend.

Regarding the fact that Lin Zhuo may work hard in the finals, Yue Yu has also expected a long time and has prepared enough for this. What he needed was to follow the coping plan provided by Yue Yu, and then cut the axe mercilessly and cut it hard to interrupt the other party's last chance.

In fact, if he had done so at that time, he would not only make himself unscathed, but also Lin Zhuo would end up with a serious injury. But in the end, somehow, after seeing the desperate, determined and sad eyes, he finally chose to stop.

At this moment, Yue Bingqian over there was still unaware of the strange atmosphere between the two, and she was still sneering. And Lin Zhuo, who is also countless times better than you. Do you dare to say that he is a loser? How many of them are comparable to intermediate martial artists, and how can you say that you can suppress it? It's just that standing and talking doesn't hurt, and his body--"

When he said this, Yue Bingqian's expression suddenly stunned, thinking of the situation in the ring today, which was almost the same as what his incompetent brother said.

Yue Yu smiled indifferently and automatically filtered his sister's words. His regret and anger at Ran Li's defeat also disappeared at this time. Ran Li has always been very mature in front of him. For a moment, he didn't expect that this stupid big guy also had a soft-hearted side.

The only thing he cares about now is Yue Zhang's attitude. It's just that the latter has always been unheard of their words, looking at the flow of people outside the window.

After this clan, it is a clan banquet, and the importance is not under the ancestral sacrifice ten days ago. This is also the reason why Yue Yu rushed back to meet his family and put on a new dress.

And this time when the four people arrived at the ancestral temple, although thousands of large round tables had been set up in front of the ancestral hall, they had long lost the noise of the previous days. Since it is called a clan banquet, only the Yue clan is qualified to attend here. Except for some important guests, other servants and so on, even if their status is high, they are not eligible to participate.

As soon as they entered it, several people were specially greeted by the deacons of the ancestral hall and specially arranged in a relatively front position. However, Ran Li was different. This time, he was separated from them and led to the front seat. The banquet with the patriarch has always been an honor given to the clan, which is much better than the top three,

However, looking at the situation of the previous tables, Yue Yu was secretly a little funny, saying that it was a big clan, but among the first three, there was no one surnamed Yue. And in the top 50, there is no one in the long house. In fact, his cousin Yue Lin had a chance to win the top ten this time, but unfortunately, he was injured on the first day. Fortunately, that guy is still young, and there will be at least two opportunities to participate in the clan ratio in the future. As long as one of them can stand out, it is enough to guarantee his infinite future.

Then Yue Yu saw that since Ran Li sat down at the chief, countless people found all kinds of excuses and talked to him. Although Ran Li did not win this time, it was enough for many people to see his strength and value.

And what contrasts with it is the desertedness around Lin Zhuo. Even if the big match wins the championship this time, no one is optimistic about the future of this teenager in the clan. However, Lin Zhuo's back is still upright, like a cedar standing alone in the cold wind, which looks extremely lonely and sad.

Yue Yu picked up the tea and took a sip, and then raised the corners of his lips slightly. He thought that the reason why this guy expected so much from this clan was that the biggest possibility was to get the strong marrow elixir to improve his strength. But now it seems that the situation is far from as simple as he thought.

- Even after receiving his promise of medical treatment, he still ran all the way to the finals in the way that overdrawn his life, and then used the desperate way. This man's temperament is far more arrogant than he thinks!

While meditating, Yue Yu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a shout. He raised his eyes again, and the people in front of him stood up one after another, and at the door of the ancestral hall, Yue Yunjie was accompanying a 30-year-old Xu Zhongnian with a cloud pattern on his chest, coming out of the door.