"Are you Su Luo's friend?" Luo Haoming raised a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with deep meaning.
"Yes." An Yeming nodded without hesitation.
"Then, it's up to you to repay some interest for your friend first!" As Luo Haoming spoke, a white halo of light formed in his hand.
Luo Haoming, tenth level strength.
An Ye Ming, the eighth level of peak strength.
An Yeming's strength lies in planning, so it is normal for him to be lacking in strength.
An Yeming made precise calculations and determined that if he wanted to win against Luo Haoming, his success rate would be only 00001, which would be infinitely close to zero.
After getting this result, An Yeming directly raised his hand: "I admit defeat!"
He said these three words quickly and accurately, and it was impossible for Luo Haoming to react.
Luo Haoming didn't intend to talk to An Yeming. He planned to use a tenth-level special move to knock An Yeming down, but he never expected that An Yeming would be so straightforward!
The game hadn't even started yet, and he immediately gave up.
This is not the preliminaries, this is already the finals!
"What did you say?" Luo Haoming did not take back the increasingly hot white ball of light.
"I surrender!" After saying this, An Yeming raised a smile of success in his eyes, then turned and left without stopping, leaving only Luo Haoming with a gorgeous back.
Luo Haoming held a radiant light ball in his right hand. Like a fool, he watched Dark Night Ming fade away. Finally, he walked into the crowd and high-fived and cheered with his friends. That way, it was just like him.
It’s like An Ye Ming is returning in triumph!
"I am the best!" Luo Haoming angrily threw the condensed light ball towards the ground!
This is simply abominable!
Although he won this game, he felt more aggrieved than ever before, as if a heavy punch hit cotton, making him unable to get out even if he breathed.
In the end, Luo Haoming had no choice but to leave angrily!
In the audience, everyone on Su Luo's side cheered around Luo Haoming.
"Smart! That's how it should be! Look, Luo Haoming is so angry that his hair is smoking, hahaha——" Bei Chenying, this silly boy, put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.
Zi Yan rolled her eyes at him: "I have never seen you so stupid. You are still happy after losing and winning."
"So what? At least our little Mingming is not injured, right?" Bei Chenying raised his chin, "Knowing that you are defeated, it is the most correct choice to admit defeat early to avoid unnecessary pain."
But at this time, An Yeming looked at Su Luo with sympathy: "You have to be careful."
"Huh?" Su Luo was a little confused.
"Luo Haoming is very hostile to you." An Yeming whispered.
Su Luo was a smart person, and she could figure it out from An Ye Ming's words. She nodded: "I will be careful."
Luo Haoming actually took his anger out on her friends because of what happened to her. It was simply unbearable.
"Nangong, help me beat him next time!" Su Luo couldn't beat him on her own, but it didn't matter, her Nangong was the most powerful.
"As you wish." Nangong Liuyun's slender jade-like fingers hooked Su Luo's nose, and his eyes were so gentle and addictive.
"That's about it." Su Luo cast a cold look at Luo Haoming's back.
Men conquer the world, but women can actually gain the whole world as long as they conquer this man.