Chapter 963

Lin ruo's shadow show frowned slightly, and his voice was cold and firm: "Yu Yue is not wrong. What is wrong is the blood clan. In the face of provocation, no one can persuade Yu Yue to avoid war. Only he decides to fight or not. If he accepts the challenge, we should support him, not counsellor, not afraid of those numbness and influence, otherwise it will chill the majority of martial artists, aliens and practitioners in China."

Jiang Zhen's eyebrows twisted into hemp rope, spread out his palms and said, "support? How? Do we kill the whole dragon soul team to participate in the blood ancestor's birthday and help Yu Yue destroy the ouzhou blood clan? Do you think it's possible?"

Lin Ruoying was silent.

Of course she knows it's impossible. The dragon soul belongs to the state machine and can't be used easily.

In the meeting room, the atmosphere became awkward.

Mo Chunshui stroked his short and hard stubble with his big hand, trying to break the embarrassment.

He asked his younger martial brother, "Hey, Fu Zhu, do you think Yu Yue has a chance of winning the battle against Edward?"

After careful consideration, song Fuzhu replied, "at most, there is a 20% chance of winning."

Mo Chunshui asked, "if you were Yu Yue, would you accept the challenge?"

Song Fuzhu shook his head: "I won't accept the challenge... But I'm not Yu Yue."

The atmosphere is still a little awkward.

Mo Chunshui looked at Lu Yuan and asked impolitely, "Hey, old man, what are you drawing? You'd better make an idea, otherwise it won't be over."

Lu Yuan raised his hand, as if he had finished the last stroke.

Then he spit out a mouthful of turbidity, pushed the drawing paper to Lin Ruoying sitting opposite, and said, "here you are."

When Lin Ruoying and song Fuzhu and Mo Chunshui next to her looked at each other, they showed strange looks. What was painted on the paper was a sketch portrait of a woman. The shape of the woman's eyebrows and eyes was quite like Lin Ruoying's charm. They were as beautiful as peaches and plums, as cold as ice, as a reflection in the forest, clearing the world.

Song's eyes looked straight.

Mo Chunshui grinned and said, "good old man Lu..."

Lin Ruoying saw the clue, put away the drawing paper and said respectfully, "thank you, old Lu."

Lu Yuansi ignored other people's eyes, nodded at Lin Ruoying, and then said, "my opinion, this is how to do it - if Yu Yue takes the fight, our dragon soul, as the regulator of the Chinese martial arts and Taoism, should support, but it can only provide limited help, not unlimited support. For example, help him eliminate some adverse factors in his fight.

"In ouzhou, in addition to the blood clan, there are many strong people in the regulatory authority and the church. I will personally put pressure on the general supervisor and the Pope to make them afraid and dare not easily help the blood clan to deal with Yu Yue.

"Although no one can guarantee the fairness of the duel, we still try to do something, and we can only do this."

Indeed, now the blood clan is under the banner of blood ancestor, and at least three major clans have been united. If the world regulatory authority and the church in ouzhouli are involved again, Yu Yue will face a very unfavorable situation. As a national machine, the dragon soul has no right to act rashly, and the International is different from the domestic. It can only challenge the official, underground and underground blood clan Edward Yu Yue, as long as there is no clear official will in it, it is difficult for the Chinese side to clearly intervene. However, if the regulatory authority and the church intervene first, then the Chinese side can also take action.

Of course, how to make decisions is also crucial.

The dragon soul can completely stay out of the battle.

Lin Ruoying looked at Lu Yuan. She knew that his attitude had given her great support, but she didn't thank her this time, but there was an unusual flash in her eyes.