Liu Yue, who was standing in the field, heard this and without waiting for Murong Yi to speak, she suddenly said loudly: "Since it is a competition, it is normal to have some bruises, so why did the fifth uncle and the fifth aunt come to question Liu Yue today? Liu Yue is young, and for a while
She missed her hand and couldn't control her strength. Can Liu Yue be blamed for this?
In a martial arts competition, life and death are determined by fate, and Liu Yue has so many scars and does not blame God or others."
Following Du Yuanru's words, Liu Yue's words hit the snake and followed the stick. Murong Gang and Du Yuanru were immediately blocked and could not say a word.
Murong Yi, who didn't say much, began to take a deep look at Liu Yue. She was very different from the crybaby and incompetent daughter in her memory. Could it be that she had grown up and her temperament had changed.
"In a martial arts competition, life and death depend on one's destiny. You're right. Sister Liuyue seems to be very good at her skills. Brother Yu is here today to ask for advice." In the brief silence, an angry voice sounded.
The man with black face came out.
As soon as he appeared, the young people around him suddenly sighed, some smiled slightly sarcastically, and some looked at Liu Yue with gloating, each with different expressions.
Liuyue looked at the man in front of her indifferently, who is this man? She has no memory.
"Murong Chunshui, the eldest son of your fifth uncle, his abilities are second to none among the younger generation, only slightly inferior to Murong Chen and Murong Li." While she was frowning, a faint voice suddenly came from her ears. It was the person sitting on her.
The man in purple could not be seen in the house or outside.
Murong Chen and Murong Li, one is the son of her uncle and the other is her father's son, but she is not familiar with them and only vaguely remembers these two people. As for their abilities, she doesn't know how high they are, so naturally she has no way of verifying them.
How high is Murong Chunshui?
However, what's the big deal? Her current abilities can't beat Murong Gang's generation. What's her fear of the younger generation?
The tip of the sword pointed at Murong Chunshui, Liu Yue raised her chin coldly, stretched out her left hand flatly, raised her index finger and hooked at Murong Chunshui, extremely arrogant.
She has no good impression of the Murong family.
As soon as Liu Yue agreed, the crowd immediately burst into boos, and some young people simply clapped.
The sparse applause made Murong Chunshui's face turn livid. He disdained fighting against those weaker than him, but it was his sister who was hurt, so that was a different matter.
Holding a sharp sword in his hand, Murong Chunshui said in a deep voice: "I will give you three moves."