At this time, almost all the cards had been drawn, but the number 38 had not been taken away yet and was still lying quietly in the box. Why was Su Luo so sure? Because there was no one in front of the girl in black clothes and hat.
At this time, she stared at her with a pair of venomous eyes as if no one else was watching.
Although she couldn't see clearly the face under the curtain, Su Luo could almost guess who this person was.
At this time, there were still two signs lying in the box.
The sturdy man walked up, glanced at Su Luo, and then reached into the box.
Su Luo's eyes were half-squinted. She hoped that this person would leave the number 38 to her. Although the number was not pleasant, if she could deal with that person with her own hands, she would recognize the number even if it was not pleasant.
When the sturdy man pulled out the sign and handed it to the host, the host announced loudly: "No. 38."
Su Luo suddenly became depressed!
Even more depressed than Su Luo was the girl in black.
Her eyes on Su Luo were murderous, and she wanted to pounce on Su Luo and tear Su Luo into pieces.
When Su Luo felt the malice coming from the other person, she glanced at him and raised a proud sneer at the corner of her mouth. Seeing that the other person was unhappy made her feel happy.
"Wait!" came the cold voice.
Su Luo spread her hands indifferently and replied calmly: "I'm just afraid that you won't have a chance to stand in the next round."
"Tsk." The girl seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and snorted coldly, full of sarcasm.
"You must die in my hands on the fighting platform." The girl in black made a murderous gesture.
"We'll see then." Su Luo smiled nonchalantly. The identity of this girl was almost ready to be revealed.
Su Luo's battle time was relatively late this time, so she sat in her seat and watched the competition of others with great interest.
The battle between Bei Chenying and Bei Chenying was very exciting. No one expected that such an ordinary person could hide such a big trump card. It was only now that he was fifty to twenty-five that he used it.
However, Beichenying was not a pushover. After a round of exciting competition, Beichenying finally kicked his opponent off the ring and secured the top twenty-five spot.
Lan Xuan, An Yeming, Zi Yan, and Nangong Liuyun were all promoted, leaving only Su Luo.
"Sister-in-law, your opponent is from the Li family in Yaochi." Bei Chenying handed a character manual to Su Luo, pointed at the person and said to Su Luo, "Look, the seventh-level strength is good at fire attacks and
speed."
"Isn't it obvious that you are torturing me?" Zi Yan put the book away and threw it into Bei Chenying's arms, "Your strongest attack is the fire element. In terms of speed, who can match you?"
Apart from that, Su Luo can teleport. Who can teleport faster than Su Luo? Therefore, the contestant from the Li family in Yaochi was definitely tortured by Su Luo.
"Okay, it's up to me this time." Su Luo stood up, smoothed the wrinkles of her skirt, and walked slowly onto the stage.
Li Maohai, a descendant of the Li family in Yaochi.
He is about thirty years old, with a square face and a strong outline, with a hint of iron blood.
Su Luo was about to speak, but unexpectedly, this Li Maohai glanced at Su Luo with disdain, then waved his hand and shouted loudly: "I abstain!"
Su Luo suddenly had a mouthful of old blood in her throat!
Forfeit?! When she wanted to have a good fight, the other party actually asked her to forfeit again? Was God even playing tricks on her?