At this time, not only Ziyuan and Zhou Qin looked at Chen Yunyan, but also the practitioners in the whole cabin looked at Chen Yunyan. Almost everyone silently recognized that Chen Yunyan had lost, just waiting for Chen Yunyan to admit defeat.

At this time, Chen Yunyan's body trembled slightly. He never thought that he had tried his best. He still lost, and he lost so thoroughly that he had no room for sophistry and refutation!

His face turned white and his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say the words "admit defeat" with all his strength, but when the words came to his mouth, they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and couldn't say it.

While Chen Yunyan was struggling, a man suddenly jumped up next to him and said loudly, "my senior brother should have won this game!"

When they looked at it, they saw that it was a practitioner of Qingwei sect. They immediately burst into an uproar and roared: "do you think we are all blind and fools? Your senior brother can win this game. I'll eat all these tea cups!"

"Little doll, stop fooling around. If you lose, you lose. Can't Qingwei pie afford to lose!"

When Li Yundong looked, he saw that the man was the disciple of Qingwei sect who had conspired with others to attack him in Tianlong mountain. He smiled and arched his hand and said, "this Taoist friend, it's time to report his name this time?"

The man glanced at Li Yundong and couldn't help being shocked by Li Yundong's demeanor. His cheeks flushed slightly, he hardened his head and said, "is the name very important? Let's talk about the matter in front of us first!"

Li Yundong said with a smile, "Oh? What do you say?"

The man stuck his neck and said, "my elder martial brother did a small-scale Tianlei, but you did a large-scale Tianlei. This is unfair in itself, and you have to open the skylight. This is cheating! Anyway, I don't accept it!"

The crowd listened to the man's unreasonable words, and only when they spoke of the last sentence did they show their feet: I dare to love that people really can't afford to lose!

Although the vast majority of the practitioners in this practice do not like Li Yundong, and even the vast majority despise and envy the hearts of the head of the fox Zen sect surrounded by beautiful women, they can't tell lies with their eyes open and say the good into the bad.

Seeing that the man was making trouble, Li Yundong was not angry. He turned to Wan Zhenyuan and said with a smile: "Lord Wan, you are the host. Do you have a fair word?"

Wan Zhenyuan was shocked by Li Yundong's cultivation methods. At this time, seeing that he was quite respectful to himself, he was secretly proud, so he stroked his beard and said: "This battle can be called a battle between the dragon and the tiger. Both sides have exerted extremely wonderful means of mine control. It can be said that they are spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, and each is good at the same field. However, as the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, so is our practice of battle. If I want to get one higher, I still think immortal Li is a little higher!"

His words were exquisite in all aspects, which not only gave Chen Yunyan the face to step down, but also made a conclusion. No one offended. When the people listened, some people nodded secretly and admired Wan Zhenyuan's resourcefulness, while others sneered, disdaining Wan Zhenyuan's leftist and rightist style.