night!

Lin Que and others were arranged to rest in a hotel!

At this time, everyone was summoned to a conference room by Zhu Xiaotian!

There is a battle table on the big screen in the conference room!

Zhu Xiaotian stood up, pointed at the battle table behind him and said: "Everyone, Mr. Jiang has told you the general rules, and I will introduce them to you in detail next!"

"This battle table is the result of drawing lots from major provinces and regions!"

"Divided into seventeen war zones!"

"Our opponent is Jiangdu Province!"

"The two sides will fight according to the battle table. The one who wins three games in a row will be shortlisted, and the loser will give up!"

Lin Que looked at the battle table and saw that the opponent of the Hunting Blade Spirit Controlling Group in the first battle was none other than the Samsara Spirit Controlling Group led by Wang Xiu, who had a conflict with him not long ago!

Enemies meet on a narrow road!

Zhu Xiaotian patted the big screen and said in a deep voice: "I don't ask for a full breakthrough, but I want to keep at least half of the quota, so that I can have more confidence in entering the Forgotten Land!"

"Everyone, the glory of Shu Capital Province is entrusted to you!"

After speaking, Zhu Xiaotian bowed to everyone!

Lin Que and others stood up and returned the courtesy!

After Zhu Xiaotian said a few words, everyone left the conference room!

Hotel cafeteria!

Lin Que saw Mo Qingcheng frowning at the side.

"Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qingcheng glanced at Lin Que and sighed heavily: "Yang Min is sick, and now there is one less person in the team. I am not sure about the match tomorrow!"

Her second place position was all thanks to Lin Que's guidance!

To be honest, the Qingcheng Yuling Regiment has no chance of even entering the top twenty, not to mention that there is still one less person. Against Jiangdu Province, they are just fish and meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by anyone!

"Don't be afraid, no one can fix it!"

Lin Que put a piece of cold fungus into his mouth and said.

Mo Qingcheng shook his head: "It's too late. We'll allocate manpower from the school and it won't be until noon tomorrow!"

"Why do we need to send someone from the academy?"

Lin Que pointed to the little Ling'er beside him, who was holding a rice bowl as high as his arm while he was cooking.

"Isn't there a ready-made one?"

Mo Qingcheng was stunned: "Is it possible?"

She didn’t know Xiao Ling’er, but the scene in Canglan Academy where Xiao Ling’er slapped Qin Feng flying was still vivid in her mind!

The fighting power is absolutely strong!

Lin Que smiled and said nothing, B-level demon, are you kidding me?

"Look at me!"

Lin Que waved to the waiter beside him and asked for ten candied haws!

"Little fox, is it delicious?"

Little Ling'er had a mouthful of rice and didn't even have the interest to raise her head to look at Lin Que. She kept her head buried in the rice!

What a joy!

"Mua, mua, mua..."

Lin Que's old face darkened!

Why, my appearance is not as attractive as a bowl of rice?

You are forcing me to use props!

"Ouch, I can only eat such delicious candied haws!"

With that said, Lin Que picked up a bunch of candied haws and was about to eat it!

"Tanghulu, mine!"

Little Ling'er, who was immersed in cooking, heard the word "Tanghulu" and the furry hair on his head suddenly stood up!

With the power of covering one's ears and not being able to ring a jingle!

He snatched the candied haws from Lin Que's hand and licked it all over with his little tongue, as if Lin Que was afraid that Lin Que would snatch it!

You can’t take these away, right?

Lin Que:......

You, a majestic nine-tailed celestial fox and an ancient demon, is this really a good thing?

"Little fox, I have something to discuss with you!"

"Tomorrow you help this sister fight, and these ten candied haws of apples will be yours, okay?"

Little Ling'er glanced at the candied haws in Lin Que's hand and swallowed!

"It's all mine?"

Lin Que directly placed the candied haws in his hand in front of Xiao Linger!

"It's all yours!"

"A fight?"

Little Ling'er looked at the candied haws and shook her little head!

"No?" Lin Que frowned, this shouldn't be the case!

Can the candied haws on a stick no longer impress this snack foodie?

"I mean, you have to pay more!"

"One hundred!"

Little Ling'er stretched out a finger and said in an old-fashioned way!

Lin Que grinned: "I'll give you a truck!"

"If you beat me through the youth competition, I will control you for the rest of your life!"

Now that Xiao Ling'er has agreed to compete, all she needs to do next is to find the organizer!
Chapter completed!