Jishang can contact Miaoling, but Deathly Air still doesn't know where they are exactly.
They were not in a hurry, as long as Mu Hanfeng was safe, they would meet sooner or later.
"Mom, do you think I will win a few games when I play?" Jun Qingjue looked at Mu Hanyue with a pair of purple eyes, as if asking casually, but Mu Hanyue knew that he was not joking.
"Mom, just go and participate. You are too young." She did not approve of his participation.
"Mom, I can also practice a little bit. I haven't played against others yet. Wouldn't this help me improve my strength better?" Jun Qingjue said with a smile.
Mu Hanyue rolled her eyes: "That was an order I gave to your uncle Dongchen and the others, not to you."
"Mother..."
"No!" A certain woman refused decisively.
She doesn't allow anything to happen to them, so they can just stay here and watch the battle.
The mother and son were having a conversation here, and several people on the side heard it, and they all looked at Jun Qingjue, and then all looked at him with contempt.
It seemed that he was despising his overestimating words.
If he, a little kid, wants to participate in this competition, that's just a fool's errand.
It seems that his level is about one or two stars of God King at most. He is of no use at all. If he goes up, he will only be shot away with a palm.
Jun Qingjue treated the gazes of the people around him indifferently, his purple eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone coldly without saying anything, but it gave people a sense of oppression invisibly, as if it was their illusion.
"Mom, if someone looks down on me, what do you think I should do?" Jun Qingjue blinked and looked at Mu Hanyue.
Mu Hanyue said calmly: "Baby, have you forgotten what mother taught you? Don't care about the cold looks from those losers. You have to know that they are just jealous of your current strength. You clown, you pinch me."
Killing them is easier than squeezing an ant to death. So, there is no need to mind it."
"Mom, I understand, baby." Jun Qingjue nodded seriously, with an open-minded look in his eyes.
The faces of the people around them all changed, and then all turned dark.
This woman is typical of them.
One of the men had the hottest temper and couldn't bear such ridicule. He shouted coldly: "Little girl, don't talk arrogantly. This is a competition and I don't want to fight with you."
In his opinion, the two of them were even more insignificant.
They couldn't see through the level of the two of them, so they were absolutely useless.
Since they are useless, who are you to criticize them here?
This is definitely a provocation, a naked provocation.
He felt that if they didn't do something, they would be really frustrated!
Mu Hanyue turned to look at the man who spoke, blinking in confusion: "Are you talking to me?"
His clear, watery eyes were full of confusion and confusion, as if he didn't know them at all.
Yes, she doesn't know them.
But the words just now were obviously talking about them, and now they are wearing these clothes, as if they really made a mistake, which is really annoying!
The man turned his attention to Jun Qingjue, his eyes full of contempt: "A bastard dares to be arrogant here, so I don't mind discipline you."
Hearing the word bastard, Mu Hanyue's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a dark aura condensed in her eyes...