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Tournament Trial 2

Jun Mo Jue's voice was low and charming, and the volume was so low that only Mao Er could hear it.

His feeling was unmistakable. This kind of aura was very similar to that of the woman in black last night. Although compared to last night, Xia Qingcheng today was a little restrained in her arrogance, but the temperament was indeed exactly the same. Now he just had to force her to show off.

Her ultimate weapon can prove...

Mao'er smiled seductively and snorted coldly, "I don't understand, what are you talking about?"

Who can't pretend to be stupid?

The gorgeous long whip was entangled by Jun Mo Jue, one at a time, stretched tightly, and immediately formed a confrontational posture.

"Oh my god, it's Prince Chen!"

"So cool...!"

"But... isn't that the second young lady of the Xia family?"

"When did you become so powerful...!"

"shut up……!"

The smile on Jun Mojue's face was so enchanting that it was almost bloodthirsty. He glanced at Mao'er and snorted, "Since you don't admit it, I have to force you to admit it."

His body flashed with lightning, and Jun Mojue stabbed Mao'er with one sword.

Mao'er remained calm, with his feet a little bit, and his long whip waved in the air, with a fierce and cold attitude, as if the person standing in front of him definitely had a deep hatred for her.

Jun Mojue did not collide head-on. The biggest advantage of the long whip is to attack from a distance. Jun Moli was simply shocked. The fourth brother could not defeat her even with ten moves...

Mao'er doesn't care what other people think. Jun Mojue wants to force her to use special skills, but she doesn't follow his wishes and punishes you like a whip. I have to say that this girl Mao'er is really arrogant.

With a flick of his wrist, the long whip was like a flying dragon, and it immediately swung towards Jun Mo Jue's neck, frightening a large number of people around him and exclaiming...

But in the next second...

The long whip that was flying wildly and trying to tie up Jun Mo Jue suddenly condensed in mid-air and stopped moving forward. Mao'er felt a strong and thick gravity rushing towards his face. He slowed down and saw that Jun Mo Jue was in front of him.

Disappeared in place instantly...

"Wow……!"

"call……!"

It was a life and death battle, and no one could lose. Although these two people were not in a life and death battle, no one underestimated their opponent.

There was a movement in the cat's ears, and he immediately narrowed his eyes, swung his whip, formed a hook with his five claws, and grabbed behind him with his backhand.

However, it was still a step too late, because of the sudden increase in strength on his waist, and the extremely enchanting smiling face of Jun Mo Jue in front of him.

"you lose!"

Jun Mo Jue's evil and cold voice sounded in Mao'er's ears. The soft sword wrapped around Mao'er's waist moved in time. The distance between the two was extremely close, and they stood close to each other. Mao'er's hand was also tight.

Holding Jun Mo Jue's neck...

"not necessarily!"

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