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Chapter 189 Self-retribution (2)

As soon as Fu Yiran said these words, Yi Fengliu's expression was slightly shocked.

"You can't blame me for this. You should ask your second emperor brother, Yi Fengliu. You claim to be extremely talented and overconfident. Don't you know that a big tree attracts wind?"

"Ah, by the way, the thing that led you to World of Warcraft that day was thanks to Shishi's help, Yi Fengliu, you said how pathetic you are, your brothers, friends, and women all want you to die..."

Fu Yiran was full of vicious words, and seeing Yi Fengliu's expression change drastically, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Of course, if you don't want to fight me and don't want revenge, just roll off the ring with your tail between your legs. After all... you are already a useless person."

Yi Fengliu clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists. He looked past Fu Yiran and towards Jiang Shishi who was standing next to the ring.

The girl he was willing to risk everything to protect...

He knew that there was something fishy about what happened back then, and he also knew that the second emperor brother had already treated him like a dog in his throat.

But don't want to...

Even she participated.

Fu Yiran's voice was very low, and others had no idea what he said to Yifengliu. They only saw that Yifengliu's face suddenly became very cold.

But no matter how quiet the sound was, it couldn't escape Liu Shaobai's ears.

"Wu Fu, boss, these couple are so abominable!" Chi Yu also heard what Fu Yiran said.

Liu Shaobai looked at Yi Fengliu, who had not spoken for a long time, and suddenly said: "We, Class Nine, will accept this bet."

As soon as Liu Shaobai said these words, everyone present was stunned.

"Why did I forget about this fool? Isn't this fool here to cause trouble? How can I fight Fu Yiran when I have lost my love?"

"It was a waste of time for Class 9 to suddenly become stronger. How come they met such a stupid mentor?"

"Thanks to the fact that Class Nine won so many games in a row before, Yi Fengliu will definitely lose this time. If this bet is fulfilled, wouldn't all the efforts of Class Nine be in vain?"

Everyone present looked at Liu Shaobai who made random decisions, and secretly lamented the bad luck of Class 9. A fool put the victory or defeat on a useless person. Isn't this nonsense!

When Yi Fengliu heard Liu Shaobai's words, she subconsciously turned to look at Liu Shaobai.

Liu Shaobai smiled slightly at him.

Du Hongshuo even waved his hand and said: "I want to beat this girl to death!"

"Show no mercy! It's mine to beat you to death!" Du Qingzheng patted her chest boldly.

Master's attention and Class Nine's trust made Yi Fengliu's eyes calm down immediately.

A proud smile appeared on Fu Yiran's face. He glanced at Liu Shaobai, and then said to Yifeng Liu, "You really have a 'good' mentor."

Now, he would like to thank this fool.

Yi Fengliu's eyes became particularly firm. He looked at Fu Yiran and said, "Stop talking nonsense and let's get started."

Fu Yiran raised his eyebrows, laughing secretly in his heart. Then he took two steps back and drew his sword.

"Yifeng Liu, you will never be able to take revenge in your lifetime."

Yi Fengliu was not stimulated by Fu Yiran at all, and with a calm expression, he slowly took out the sharp sword Liu Shaobai made for him.

Fu Yiran's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward, the sharp sword in his hand like a rainbow, sweeping towards Yi Fengliu.

Yi Fengliu narrowed his eyes slightly, and countless scenes from the past flashed through his mind. The moment Fu Yiran swiped his sword, he struck it down with one strike!

Countless thunder and lightning flashes spread throughout the arena at the moment when Feng Liu swings his sword.

The sound of thunder suddenly sounded!


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