Chapter 712

He looked at the door with a dumbfounded expression.

A few Daoist priests and nuns wearing either Daoist robes or training clothes entered one after another. Those who were familiar with the culture of the modern Taoist community would know that all of them were big shots!

The livestream instantly broke into an uproar.

“Wow, are all these Daoist priests here to watch the battle?”

“Awesome, they actually invited so many big shots.”

“… I wonder who they are here for? Sister Yi or Master Yan?”

Daoist Ren was still loudly introducing, “Fellow Daoist Zhang of the Mount Song Temple!”

“Fellow Daoist Wang of the Yellow Dragon Temple!”

“…”

Master Yan’s fans immediately rushed to the livestream to speak.

“… These experts are naturally here for Master Yan!”

[How could a woman like Xiang Yi know such a person?]

[Master Yan travels a lot and has a lot of friends. It’s perfectly normal for him to have some good friends to help him fight.]

…

They spoke with confidence, but they were constantly put to shame.

After Daoist Ren recited dozens of names, he said slowly, “Thank you for coming, Fellow Daoists, to hold the fort for our little friend Xiang Yi!”

The whole place was in an uproar!

These Daoist masters were all here for Xiang Yi?

In other words, these big shots were all here to support Xiang Yi? ! !

Yingyi was quite at a loss. She tilted her little head with her hair tied into a bun, and looked at the newcomers curiously.

These new Daoist Masters looked at Xiang Yi with a very friendly look. Although it was their first time meeting each other, one or two of them seemed to have met Xiang Yi many times!

“Little friend Xiang Yi, do your best and don’t leave any regrets.”

“Hold your breath and keep your mind steady. Don’t be disturbed by the outside world.”

“It doesn’t matter even if you lose. In life, let nature take its course.”

“…”

They showered Xiang Yi with life advice.

Xiang Yi said, “… Thank you.”

The audience watching the livestream: ? ? ?

——[Xiang Yi is really a team favorite! ]

——[Oh my God, who said that sister Yi doesn’t make an impactful appearance! Dozens of Taoist priests are there to support her. I just want to ask, who else! Is there!? ]

——[Master Yan is instantly low-key. I feel like his disciple is like one of those background actors who gets hired for 50 yuan a day. Sister Yi’s side is like a gathering of big shots.]

…

Master Yan calmed his mind down and opened his mouth to invert black and white. “Heh, do you think that by using such methods to pressure me, I will waver? You are underestimating the temperament of Yan sect’s martial artists! I will never yield to the evil side!”

The disciples behind him were visibly moved.

As expected of their master! !

They rolled their eyes at each other and ridiculed, “Can you cut down on your acting? Let me tell you, in terms of acting, we have a professional here!”

Shi Sui smiled slightly.

Meeting Shi Sui’s gaze, Master Yan shivered. For some reason, the gaze of this young man made his heart palpitate.

That aura… was too terrifying.

Master Yan avoided Shi Sui’s gaze and cupped his hands toward Xiang Yi. “Yan Dazhuang from Yan sect. Please enlighten me.”

Xiang Yi:”…”

It was quite ritualistic?

The young girl was about to give a perfunctory reply, however, she was interrupted by her uncle. “She is the successor of the Culinary God! The direct disciple of the holy doctor! The giver of the Muse! The Girl of magic, the Queen of Martial Arts, and the Guardian goddess of the Little Rabbit Farm! It’s her, it’s her — Xiang Yiyi!”

Master Yan: ? ? ? ?

The audience: ? ? ?

The audience watching the livestream were just as confused.

Xiang Yi was speechless.

Xiang Yi was so embarrassed that she wished she could dig out a magic castle with her toes on the spot.