There is no doubt about the strength of the Supreme Protector. He is second only to Yun Zhongzi in Qingyun Temple, and he is also famous in the world.

But Luo Zhen really doesn't want to stay here any longer: "It's useless for me to be a protector here. I'm no match for them. I can't win the Yanwu Cup at all!"

It has been ten years since the last Yanwu Cup, and the strongest disciples of each sect have undoubtedly become stronger.

The Supreme Protector was silent for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "There is no other way, it's just you. It doesn't matter if you can't win the championship, just try your best."

After consoling him for a long time, Luo Zhen finally reluctantly agreed to stay.

But one night, Luo Zhen also slept very unsteadily, always in a state of half-dream and half-awake. Sometimes he dreamed that someone was coming to kill him, and sometimes he dreamed that he was defeated.

I just woke up several times during the night.

It’s miserable!

After finally staying up until dawn, both Shang Hufa and Luo Zhen were awakened by a burst of fierce gongs and drums, which was a signal that the Yanwu Cup was about to begin. They got up one after another and gathered in the hall on the first floor.

Seeing that Luo Zhen was in low spirits and his eyes were dark, the guardian was shocked and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Zhen was about to cry but said without tears: "Dharma Protector, I didn't sleep well all night!"

The protector knew that Luo Zhen was finished.

If you go on the field in this state, no matter what your strength is, you are no match for anyone!

But now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to sigh: "Just do your best!"

The two of them went out together and walked towards the mountain.

People also came out of other rooms. Of course the guardians of the eight sects knew each other and kept saying hello to each other. The disciples all looked at Luo Zhen, most of their eyes full of provocation and disdain.
Chapter completed!