"Alas? Are you going to surrender?" When Xue Qinghe said something about surrender, Glenn couldn't help but say disappointed, "Why should you surrender? No, surrender is not a good thing. If you persist, can you do it? Just a moment!"

Xue Qinghe only felt like crying but no tears at this time. What does it mean to persevere? I can only surrender until you cut me with a knife? This is not what it means!

"No, no, I want to surrender, I don't wait for a second!" Xue Qinghe said, "I feel that I have performed well, so I don't have to persist anymore! Hello, have you heard that? I surrender, I surrender!"

With Xue Qinghe's insistence, Jianlan could only put away his sword with great regret. When Zhan Xian was retracted from the sword sheath, six giant swords standing between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace. Xue Qinghe, who was penetrated by the giant sword, fell to the ground.

It can be seen that Gladiola still wants to achieve the achievement of "slaying dragons". She stared at Xue Qinghe's neck and scared Xue Qinghe so much that she rolled and crawled back to the viewing area on her side.

Qian Xunji looked at Xue Qinghe and wanted to kick him down and let him get hit a few more! I have never seen this embarrassing thing that is afraid of death and is so scared that he surrendered!

"Xue Qinghe! You useless guy, you surrendered back like that. Where did you get the face!" Qianxun said with a grudge against him, "Get out of here! I don't want to see you!"

Xue Qinghe knew that he was in the wrong, after all, he had lost enough shame and was not afraid of losing this again, so he hid aside immediately and saved himself from being scolded by Qianxunji.

Qian Jiyin's mood improved a lot at this time. He didn't care how serious the current format of the game was, but since Xue Qinghe lost, it was understandable that Gui Luo had lost before.

"Qian Xunji, you should stop scolding Xue Qinghe for now, and consider the next game." Qian Jiyin said, "We cannot lose in the remaining two games, we must win all!"

"Of course I know! You don't need to remind me!" Qianxun said depressedly. Judging from the current game, all the people who played in the Divine Court lost. He was equivalent to relying on Qianjiyin to survive until now.

If this continues, my face is really nowhere to be put, so Qianxunji said, "I will come to the next game! No matter who is playing, I will not let them win!"

On Qi Ling's side, after Gladially returned safely, everyone couldn't help but relax. Now they have won three games and have two match points in hand, so the situation is of course much more optimistic.

Everyone was amazed at the strength shown by Gladiola, and even Bibidong exclaimed: "The Sword God is indeed worthy of being the Sword God. Gladiola's power is scared to me."

Gladiola smiled and said, "This is nothing. The road to swordsmanship is endless. I am just on the road to learning."

Jian Douluo Chenxin looked at Gladially at this moment and couldn't help but smile: "Well! It's really rare for you to have such an awareness! It's not arrogant or impatient to be the right attitude to progress."

Then, Chen Xin said to Qi Ling again: "Leader, now the format of our game is clear. I have a suggestion: Why not let me play in the next game?"

Qi Ling said in surprise: "Oh? Senior Jian, why do you want to play in the next game?"

"Qian Xunji can no longer tolerate a mistake, so I guess that he will probably play in person in the next game." Chen Xin said, "and in this way, in the next game, they will face a situation where no one can go! We can win without a fight!"

Qi Ling immediately understood that the method Chen Xin said was still Tian Ji's horse racing method, and he used himself to lure Qian Xunji to take action to ensure Qian Renxue's victory.

After all, in the current situation, they only need to win and lose, and it is appropriate to make sacrifices for the final victory.

Although everyone knew that this was the best and safest way, they always felt that it was not that good. Qi Ling did not answer Chen Xin at the first time, but looked at Gladiola and Qian Renxue. From the eyes of the two, they saw what they wanted.

"Sorry, Senior Jian." Qi Ling said at this time, "Although what you said is indeed the best way, I don't want to arrange the order of playing in this way."

"Oh? Leader, you mean..." Chen Xin said in surprise.

"That's right, since Qian Xunji is going to play in this next game, it is natural that Qian Renxue should come. There are some grudges that always need to be resolved." Qi Ling said.

As soon as Qi Ling finished speaking, Qian Renxue stepped forward and said, "That's true, Senior Jian, I have to play this game again, so please let me play."

Chen Xin was stunned and then smiled and said, "Haha, why do I need my consent? Since Qian Renxue, you want to play, it's naturally better. With your strength, it's obviously not my turn to play."

But Qi Ling said at this time: "No, Senior Jian, this is not the case."

"A Xue is indeed strong, but she does not have a 100% winning rate against Qian Xunji. The only reason I decided on this order of appearance is that I think that even if A Xue really did not defeat Qian Xunji, if you are there, we will definitely win in the last game!"

Apart from Qian Xunji, there was no one else who broke through the god level. At the god level, Qi Ling had full confidence in Jian Douluo.

Moreover, the sharpness of the Seven Killing Sword should not be concealed when it is regarded as an abandoned son, but should be revealed at the most important time, so that it can be regarded as the charm of the sword Douluo Chenxin.

Chen Xin didn't expect that Qi Ling actually valued him so much, and the keen intuition of the sword cultivator made him feel that Qi Ling was not saying polite words, but that he really thought so in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel even more excited.

As the saying goes, a man dies for his confidant. Apart from Ning Fengzhi, Qi Ling is the second person who makes Chen Xin feel this way, so he will naturally be very excited.

However, Qi Ling then smiled and said, "Although that's the case, Senior Chen Xin, I think you may no longer need to play. We can only see the style of the Seven Killing Sword next time."

The reason for saying this is naturally because Qi Ling has full confidence in Qian Renxue. As long as Qian Renxue wins this game, he naturally does not need to play the next game, and Chen Xin doesn't have to play.

Chen Xin also smiled and said, "Hahaha, wouldn't it be better if that was the case? I don't have to make trouble with this old bone. Qian Renxue, you have to work hard!"
Chapter completed!