"Hmph! Ao Junxie, if you are not convinced, you can abstain! I also know that a majestic God of War from the Fengyun Kingdom, a top powerhouse with the strength of the Spirit Emperor, has no regard for the things in the backyard of my Imperial Academy.
Take it seriously!
If you don't enter the empire's backyard, you won't lose anything at all, right?
But... there is one thing, if you give up, you must leave the arena of Slanta Academy immediately, and you must not say another word!"
When Suo Wenming finished speaking, he glanced at Ao Junxie with a meaningful look.
It can be seen that he already has a good idea of what happened during the duel between Ao Moli and Qing Kuang just now.[
Under the stage, Duanmu Xiu's face became much more relaxed, he patted Dongfang Mu and said:
"Mu, let's take a guess. Do you think Prince Ao will abstain voluntarily, or will he deliberately let Qing Kuang defeat him in the competition?"
"You are so sure that it must be Qing Kuang and not Prince Ao who has finally obtained the qualification of a senior inner disciple?"
"Of course! Don't tell me that you didn't see it just now. The reason why Qing Kuang was able to knock off Prince Feng Yun in one fell swoop was all because of that palm from Ao Junxie's back?"
Dongfang Mu crossed his arms around his chest, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Let's take a look and talk about it later!"
On the steps, Ao Junxie frowned, with a rare hesitation on his face. He glanced at Feng Qingkuang, who was standing proudly on the ring in the distance, and then looked at Suo Wenming. He said coldly.
:
"If you want to use this method to force me to leave, don't dream! Since I, Ao Junxie, have participated in the selection competition, I will naturally persist to the end. There is no reason to quit midway.
It’s just that I would like to change the opponent for this battle!”
"Humph! It's not up to you!"
Suo Wenming waved his sleeves and sounded non-negotiable.
This old guy made such a decision. There is no doubt that he wanted Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie to kill each other. Only one of them must be able to enter the backyard of the academy.
"Okay! If that's the case, then I will have a final showdown with this young lady from the Feng family!"
Aojun Xie said loudly. Immediately, he took steps forward, his fiery red robe getting closer and closer to Feng Qingkuang, who was as cold as ice on the stage.
"Prince Ao! Please stay."
Behind him, he was suddenly called by a magnetic male voice. Ao Junxie turned around and saw Nangong Jinsheng walking towards him.
"Your Majesty, I know that Fengyun Kingdom is powerful and has a profound martial arts background. I absolutely don't care about the position of a senior inner disciple of an imperial academy. Since your Majesty has no intention of learning any advanced spiritual martial arts from the backyard,
Instead of learning, it’s better to make it easier and let Qing Kuang advance!
The prince must have noticed that Qing Kuang is determined to obtain this qualification!
In this matter, just treat Nangong Jinsheng as asking for Qingkuang's favor, and hope that the prince will sell me this thin noodles for the sake of the two countries. If [
Your Majesty is really interested in having fun in the backyard of Imperial College, and I would like to ask the principal for mercy and give up my place to Your Majesty. What do you think of it?"
As Nangong Jinsheng said this, he raised his hands and bowed lightly to Ao Junxie, his words being extremely polite.
Ao Junxie thought for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Nangong, you are so considerate and considerate of Qingkuang! For her, you can sacrifice the face of the seventh prince of Nanzhao and the opportunity to study in the backyard of the Imperial College. Haha, you are indeed the infatuated kind! Rare!