Chapter 963: The odds of victory (Part 1)

Lin Ruoying frowned slightly, her voice was cold and firm: "Yu Yue was not wrong, what was wrong was the blood clan. In the face of provocation, no one could persuade Yu Yue to avoid the war. Only he decided whether to fight or not.

If he accepts the challenge, then we should support him, not be afraid of troubles and influences, otherwise it will make the vast number of warriors, strangers and cultivators in China feel disappointed."

Jiang Zhen's brows twisted into a hemp rope, spread out his palms and said, "Support?

How to support it?

Could it be that our Dragon Soul team will kill us to participate in the Blood Ancestor's Day and help Yu Yue destroy the Ouzhou blood clan?

Do you think this is possible?”

Lin Ruoying was silent.

Of course she knew that this was impossible. The dragon soul belonged to the state machine and could not be used easily.

In the conference room, the atmosphere became awkward.

Mo Chunshui rubbed his short and hard beard with his big hands, trying to break the embarrassment.

He asked his junior brother: "Hey, Fuzhu, do you think Yu Yue has a chance of winning the battle against Edward?"

After careful consideration, Song Fuzhu replied: "At most, 20% chance of winning."

Mo Chunshui asked again: "If you were Yu Yue, would you accept the challenge?"

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

The atmosphere is still a bit awkward.

Mo Chunshui looked at Lu Yuan and asked without hesitation: "Hey, what are you drawing?

You're going to make an idea, otherwise it's not over."

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

Then he exhaled a breath of turbid air, pushed the drawing paper to Lin Ruoying sitting opposite him, and said, "I'll give it to you."

When Lin Ruoying and Song Fuzhu and Mo Chunshui looked at each, they showed strange expressions. The paper was painted on the paper. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were quite like Lin Ruoying's charm, as beautiful as peaches and plums, as cold as frost, as reflections in the forest, clear and clear world.

Song Fuzhu's eyes were a little straightened.

Mo Chunshui grinned and said, "Okay, Old Man Lu..."

Lin Ruoying saw the clues, put away the drawing paper, and said respectfully: "Thank you Mr. Lu."

Lu Yuan ignored other people's eyes and nodded at Lin Ruoying, then said: "My opinion, this is how to do it - if Yu Yue faces the challenge, then our Dragon Soul, as the regulatory body of the Chinese martial arts world, should support it, but it can only provide limited help, not unlimited support, for example, helping his battle eliminate some adverse factors.

"In Ouzhou, in addition to the blood clan, there are also many strong people from the Supervision Bureau and the Church. I will personally put pressure on the Superintendent and the Pope to make them afraid and dare not easily help the Blood clan deal with Yu Yue.

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

Indeed, now the blood clan is under the banner of the blood clan, and at least three major clans have joined forces. If the Ouzhouli World Regulatory Bureau and the Church get involved again, then Yu Yue will face a very unfavorable situation.

As a state machine, Dragon Soul has no right to act rashly. The international community is different from the domestic community. It can only be the official to the official, underground to the underground. The blood clan Edward challenged Yu Yue. As long as there is no clear official will, it is difficult for China to clearly interfere. However, if the Regulatory Bureau and the Church interfere first, then China can also take action.

Of course, how to make decisions is also very important.

Dragon Soul can completely stay out of the matter and ignore this battle.

Lin Ruoying looked at Lu Yuan. She knew that his attitude gave her great support, but she did not thank her this time, but there was an unusual flash in her eyes.
Chapter completed!