Xu Tui, who understood An Xiaoxue's meaning: "..."

Later, Xu Tui found an angle, took a picture of An Xiaoxue's back, and casually posted it on Weibo.

"My teacher An Xiaoxue will definitely win. Can you guess whether Haluoji will die?"

Posted on Weibo, there was an immediate flood of comments.

Kill thirty times!

Thirty times is not enough, three hundred times!

Three thousand times is enough!

+99999......

.......

After urgent discussions between the Yinlian District and the Huaxia District, it was agreed that this challenge would proceed now.

The actual rules of combat also apply to the actual communication rules of just-cai students.

The only thing that needs to be changed is the referees on duty for both sides.

In fact, even if the working group did not mention this matter, Qu Qingshan and He Cai would not dare to continue to serve as referees on duty.

They are indeed very strong, but they are not strong enough to serve as referees for the battle between An Xiaoxue and Haluoji.

At the critical moment, they were unable to effectively intervene.

Soon, the Indian League District sent a skinny old man named Plov. He was very lean, but his eyes were particularly bright.

He is the senior advisor and honorary deputy leader of the Yinlian District exchange delegation. He is also the oldest person in the Yinlian District who has reached the state of genetic transformation very early.

The way Prov appeared was a little surprising.

When he learned that he would be the referee on duty, Prov did not show any movement and simply floated up from the leadership table.

It floats, not flies.

Like a powerful cloud, it flew slowly and slowly to the referee's position in the Indian League area.

He Cai, the former Indian League referee on duty, quickly gave up his position. After Prov landed on the referee's table, He Cai knelt down and kissed Prov's feet before retreating and leaving.

Obviously, Prov has a very high status in the Indian League.

Haroji, who was on the ring, also walked quickly to the referee's position and bowed to Prov. After Prov nodded, Haroji returned to the center of the ring.

The referees on duty in the Indian League area are in place.

The referee on duty in the Huaxia District is still asking the principal Wen Xinglun for instructions.

In a battle of this level between An Xiaoxue and Haruoji, a strong person in the genetic transformation realm must be the referee on duty, so that strong intervention can be carried out effectively and in a timely manner.

"Old Wei, why don't you make a trip."

Wen Xinglun smiled and looked at Wei Dajiang, the vice president of the Mysterious Academy, who was sitting in the back row.

Although Wei Dajiang looks like a kind old man now, he was also a man of great influence back then. It was only because of his excellent strength that he took the position of Executive Vice President of the Mysterious Academy.

"You, I'm an old man, and you won't let me go. But who asked you to be the principal? I'll go!" Wei Dajiang said with a smile.

Wen Xinglun smiled and nodded. Wei Dajiang understood what he meant, and only Old Wei could reassure him.

Wei Dajiang stood up and flew into the sky in an instant. With a beautiful turn, he landed firmly on the referee's seat in the Huaxia District.

After Qu Qingshan nodded briefly, he left the ring.

"This should be a very exciting battle. It is rare for you to see a battle of this level. You are all waiting to feast your eyes on it."
Chapter completed!