"Crack!"

Just as everyone was watching the final battle between Chen Fan and Murong Bo, the bronze mirror finally shattered because it couldn't bear the violent momentum in the world of Na Tianyin.

The sudden situation stunned everyone, and then an unprecedented dissatisfaction broke out.

"I said what's going on. I'm seeing a critical moment. Why is this mirror broken?"

"Which will Chen Fan and Murong Bo win? Fix the mirror as soon as possible. This is the final battle!"

In an instant, voices from all directions covered the entire Lingyun Sect disciple square. Even Elder Lin, who had always been calm, got up quickly and ordered someone to quickly repair the bronze mirror.

But the command has just ended, and everyone's center, Chen Fan and Murong Bo, who are still sitting cross-legged, have moved.

The two opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, and smiled at the corners of their mouths.

"Why is it still too late, the decisive battle is over?"

"Oh, I'm so bad to death. I didn't even see the battle between the strongest young generation. Isn't this trip in vain?"

"I said Chen Fan, and Murong Bo, who on earth won the victory?"

"That's it, just say it, don't hang us."

Facing the impatient expressions of the crowd, Chen Fan and Murong Bo smiled more heavily, slowly stood up, first clasped fists at each other, and then said in unison: "The last battle, we two... Up!"

"None of us succeeded in capturing the flag!"

After the words fell, the two looked at each other again, laughed out loud, with indescribable heroism.

Ordinary people only pay attention to the points of victory and defeat, ranking in order, but what Chen Fan and Murong Bo care more about is whether they can meet a truly convincing opponent in a hearty battle.

Obviously, this goal has been achieved. What is the result?

This is how heroes cherish heroes.

It's a pity that Chen Fan and Murong Bo understand this truth. Others can't. After all, most people care more about specific rankings.

"In that case, since no one has succeeded in capturing the flag, are we ranking by points?"

"In this way, the Seven Star Sect will be at the top of the list."

Seeing that everyone knew the result of the decisive battle, they began to focus on the rankings. Elder Lin was the first to stand up and announce: "Everyone, although our ranking is the final to determine the first place according to the capture of the flag, now I It doesn’t matter whether you want to capture the flag or not.”

"So the old man suggested that in this qualifying match, we will double..."

Elder Lin didn't say a word, and the famous deacon beside him immediately stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Everyone saw that Elder Lin's expression changed in disbelief, the weather was uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the deacon finished speaking, Elder Lin pondered for a long time before changing his words: "The old man made this proposal. As a result of the qualifying match, we are in an overtime match."

"It was the five forces that had brought wonderful before to participate together, and how about the final champion, competing with Murong's family in the Seven Star Sect?"

As soon as he said this, Chen Fan's pupils shrank, and he keenly noticed that something was unusual.

The words of Elder Lin before were obviously meant to say that the Seven Star Sect and the Murong Family were tied for first place in this qualifying match.

But why did a little deacon overturn Elder Lin's previous thoughts with a few words?

What happened behind this?