On the high platform, Zhu Linghou sneezed several times in succession, and his saliva almost hit the dean. The dean moved aside in disgust, "What, you caught a cold from happiness?"

Zhu Linghou tightened his clothes: "It's a little cold."

Where did this cold wind come from? It couldn't be the group of people behind who were ready to move.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He turned to a group of people who looked at him and Wushuang from time to time, and whispered to each other: "I taught you, what's wrong, spiritual beasts are not for sale?

Stop giving me ideas."

"Who would believe what you say?" Goatee said bluntly: "If you really had that ability, you would have used it long ago." They had never seen him being able to recruit any spiritual beast with any attribute he wanted.

"Not necessarily." Old Man Gan added slowly.

Everyone couldn't help but think deeply. Indeed, Zhu Linghou has this ability, and there is no need to show it to them. Besides, there are only a few people who can force him to that point. It is estimated that the person who forces him to reveal his trump card will have no life to tell anyone.

.Only a yellow-haired girl like Wu Shuang, who is young and vigorous, would reveal her true identity for a game.

But Zhu Linghou’s idea is hard to come by, and Wu Shuang might still have some chances.

However, Zhu Linghou's test was not easy to pass.

Everyone retracted their exploration of Wushuang and began to think about how to open Zhu Linghou's mouth.

Wushuang felt the pressure on her body lighten up, and secretly looked over: "What's wrong?"

"The old man also went to the same place with me." Jiuyou's tone was still not good, and he was very sour. Mainly because Gao Feng also asked him to change positions, but looking at his appearance and attitude, he made up his mind to be stable.

He couldn't sit still. Gao Feng wasn't annoyed at all. After asking twice and seeing that he didn't answer, he stopped mentioning it. However, he kept talking to Wu Shuang through Jiuyou.

Jiuyou couldn't hold back his anger: "Aren't you going to watch the next game? Wan Yingwei will appear in the next game."

The smile on Wushuang's face also stopped. She remembered that Wan Yingwei's opponent was Yang Haoran. To her, one of them was half a friend, and the other was her enemy who had a grudge against her uncle.

.She is naturally partial to Wan Yingwei.

"Does he have a chance of winning?" When asked this question, Wushuang didn't have much confidence. No matter where you looked at it, the gap between Wan Yingwei and Yang Haoran was obvious.

Yang Haoran is a seventh-level spiritual master, while Wan Yingwei is not yet a fourth-level spiritual master.

Yang Haoran has a rare thunder attribute, while Wan Yingwei only has ordinary metal attributes, and metal can conduct lightning, so he is almost unable to stand up.

If Wan Yingwei loses, if he wants to enter the top twelve, he will have to face the twelve losers again, and the first one to bear the brunt is Shui Qingshuang.

Jiuyou turned his head and looked at her with a weird smile: "It depends on who you want to win."

Wushuang was frightened and involuntarily reached out to cover his mouth. He looked around cautiously and then complained in a low voice: "Can't you speak more quietly?" If others heard this, they wouldn't think they were cheating. Then

Can Jiuyou still have good fruits to eat?

Maybe Jiuyou had his own way to prevent others from getting caught. She looked at the little black goose with a guilty conscience.

But that thought was quickly thrown away from her mind. The little black goose took action to trick Shui Qingshuang. It was Shui Qingshuang who broke her promise first, but if she really cheated and schemed with people, then what kind of competition would she participate in?

What can I do to win?

"I'm just teasing you. Even if you are willing to lend half a month to Wan Yingwei, he still won't be able to support him. He is against each other." Jiuyou looked at her panicking like a little rabbit and felt the hand covering her mouth.

The palm of my hand was soft, and somewhere in my heart suddenly became softer.

She is Wu Shuang, she is not Yun Xinhua...

Even though they are exactly the same in every aspect, their hearts are not the same.

However, this thought only passed through his mind for a moment, and was quickly frozen by him.

He put away his mind and said seriously, "If there is no accident, Wan Yingwei will definitely lose."

In the ring, both Wan Yingwei and Yang Haoran came on stage. After the referee announced the start, the two started to move. As expected, Yang Haoran suppressed Wan Yingwei from the beginning and fought, no matter how Wan Yingwei defended or attacked.

, everything is under Yang Haoran’s thunder and lightning,

It was like paper that could be torn as soon as it was torn. But Wan Yingwei was like an invincible little strongman. No matter how strong his opponent was, he would not give in. Yang Haoran did not play tricks on him. He fired several lightning bolts in succession, killing Wan Yingwei.

The protective cover on his body was knocked out and the game was over.

After the referee announced the victory, Yang Haoran raised his head and looked towards where Wushuang was sitting. Wushuang met his eyes and understood what he didn't say.

Next time, it's time for them to meet in the ring.

She stood up and nodded at Yang Haoran. Speaking of which, she still admired Yang Haoran. After entering the academy, Yang Haoran didn't have a good look on her, but he really didn't do anything to embarrass her privately in the academy.

He should be a very magnanimous person.

She and he had a fight after all because of the revenge of killing her uncle.

Besides, this is just a competition. If he makes a move, of course she has to take it.

"Don't be afraid, you are not Wan Yingwei." Jiuyou stretched out his hand lazily and put it on Wushuang's shoulder, and then was unceremoniously pushed away by the wind: "You don't even think about how heavy you are, how can you hold her down?

"

"Blast..." Jiuyou gritted his teeth: "Have you forgotten whose follower you are?" This kind of bias is almost limitless.

Gale is not annoyed, he raises his eyebrows and smiles: "Of course I remember who is my... master."

During the pause, he mumbled a word. Jiuyou didn't hear it, but she also knew that the word he swallowed was the word "we". He was reminding him that Wushuang was their master.

Jiuyou withdrew his gaze with some anger, and calmly returned to his previous words: "It's not easy to win him. We have to discuss it carefully."

"It shouldn't be difficult." Wushuang didn't have too much worry: "He shouldn't be much stronger than Bailiyuan." Her opponent these days is Bailiyuan. She has a certain understanding of the thunder attribute, even her attack techniques.

It's not the same, and the difference won't be that big.

"But, he is nearly three levels higher than Bailiyuan." Jiuyou pointed out the problem she had overlooked: "Don't be careless."

What he didn't say was that Bailiyuan had the intention not to hurt her, but the same could not be said for Yang Haoran. Although it can't kill people in the ring, it can break a person's will. Once there is a knot in the heart, the will is completely defeated, and in the future it will be

There is no possibility of advancement.
Chapter completed!