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1472 Duel 3

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That person is Patriarch Mo pretending to be.

The powerful pressure spread out and could be felt throughout the imperial capital.

When everyone knew about it and rushed over, they could only see the black figure walking away gracefully, while His Highness Prince Jin covered his mouth, and there were faint red marks on his sleeves.

As a result, the news that His Highness the King of Jin was attacked on the way instantly spread throughout the imperial capital.

This incident alone was gradually misrepresented in the end.

Some people said that His Highness Jin Wang was seriously injured. Later, it was said that His Highness Jin Wang was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Finally, it was said that His Highness Jin Wang would abstain from voting.

As these ups and downs spread more and more, Nangong Liuyun's odds became higher and higher, from 1:2 at the beginning, to 1:3 later, and finally settled on 1:4.

"It's not in vain that we have been vigorously advocating for a while, and it has finally stabilized at 1:4." Bei Chenying geared up, "This time, we will definitely make a lot of money."

Because of this game, the whole country is paying attention, all the aristocratic families are also paying attention, and more people are betting than ever before.

"That's the best." Su Luo smiled teasingly, "But in this first game of seven to four, you and I will do it."

Hearing this, Beichen Ying's happy expression instantly changed.

"We're all losing anyway. Otherwise, let's not compete, right?" Beichen Ying said in a deliberation tone.

"No." Su Luo said firmly, "How can we not compete?"

"Then I will voluntarily abstain?" Beichen Ying said with a grimace.

When the time comes, he, a big man, will be dethroned by a little girl. It will be really embarrassing to think about it.

"No, what will we do if someone spreads shady stories again?" Su Luo firmly disagreed.

"Do we have to fight?" Bei Chenying cried with a sad face, extremely distressed.

"Yes, otherwise everyone would think that you would give up your position automatically. How bad would it be for my reputation? It took a lot of effort to counterattack, don't you think?" Su Luo smiled and patted Bei Chenying on the shoulder, taking advantage.

He still behaved well and said, "So, go back and prepare well. The competition will start tomorrow."

Beichenying ran away dejectedly.

On the second day, the competition was held as scheduled.

Betting ends before the two people take the stage.

In this issue, no one paid much attention because everyone knew that Su Luo and Beichen Ying were in the same group. Many people were worried about the relationship between Beichen Ying and Su Luo, so they didn't dare to place bets.

Judging from the statistics just before taking the stage, the number of people betting this time was unprecedentedly small.

On the stage, Bei Chenying and Su Luo stood still.

Before he could make a move, someone in the audience shouted.

"Beichen Ying, don't let yourself go on purpose!"

This sentence ruined the good atmosphere.

Su Luo followed the man's voice and looked around, but couldn't find him.

Because after the man finished shouting, he immediately got into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

However, when Su Luo glanced over, she happened to meet Li Yaoyao's eyes.

Li Yaoyao had a sarcastic sneer on her face, her eyes flashed with a vicious light, and she stared at Su Luo for a moment.

When she met Su Luo's eyes, Li Yaoyao's eyes slowly raised, her eyes full of ridicule.

Su Luo's gaze swept across her face as if there was no one else there, not staying for even half a second, as if Li Yaoyao was just a dispensable stranger in her heart.

To insult someone, ignoring them is the best way.

Therefore, Su Luo ignored Li Yaoyao.

Li Yaoyao was just about to have a gaze contest with Su Luo, but was completely ignored by Li Yaoyao and became completely angry!


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