Situ Hongjun looked at Su Luo excitedly and gave Su Luo a thumbs up: "Little junior sister, you are the real person who doesn't show his face. Senior brother is not as good as you."
Situ Hongjun held the bottle of half-step emperor-level blood coagulation pill, straightened his back, and walked off the fighting platform triumphantly. Where was the vicissitudes of defeat and defeat?
At this moment, the group of junior brothers were all staring at Situ Hongjun's back with envy and jealousy.
If they could get a whole bottle of Half-Step Emperor Blood Coagulation Pill, they would be willing to be sprayed with fire by their junior sister, even if they would be sprayed in bed for ten years.
Su Luo finally defeated Situ Hongjun and got one of the only two places.
And over there, the battle between the little cub and the second senior brother was basically nothing to watch, because as everyone expected, it ended with the little cub overwhelmingly crushing him.
Therefore, in this quota competition, two places were finally competed for.
One was a little cub that everyone had expected, and the other was Su Luo that no one expected.
Among them, the most proud person is none other than the third elder.
Because the third elder personally invited Su Luo and the little cub back to the sect from down the mountain.
Moreover, the third elder is also known as a wise eye, but in fact, the third elder himself is in a fog.
What shocked the third elder was that in order to let the low-strength Su fall into the sect, he made some nonsense, saying that regardless of his low strength now, he would make rapid progress once the opportunity came. In fact, he himself did not believe it, but now
...but it became true!
Thinking of this, the third elder himself became drunk.
Now, the last two people have been selected.
The recruitment teacher didn't say anything, which meant that the two people were going to continue competing.
So, next, there was no rest time, and the PK battle between Su Luo and the little cub started.
One is the little cub that everyone has been waiting for, and the other is the little dark horse that suddenly jumped up. These two people who have always been inseparable finally stand on the PK stage. Who will win the final victory?
Everyone in the audience was in a very heated mood.
"You don't need to guess? Of course it's Mr. Xiaoke. Mr. Xiaoke's strength is hard for even the elders to resist. How could he lose?"
"Yes, and although Su Luo can defeat senior brother, don't forget that if Master Xiao Ke wants to defeat senior brother, one finger is enough."
"But, haven't you noticed? Mr. Xiaoke listens to Su Luo very much."
"Being obedient is one thing, but now I have a quota at the Imperial College, dear! If it were you, would you give up your quota at the Imperial College?"
"That means that Mr. Xiaoke will definitely win?"
"That's absolutely true!"
Among the inner disciples, everyone, 100%, guessed that Xiao Ke would win.
At the VIP table, the elders were also discussing very excitedly.
The conclusion they came to was exactly the same as that of the inner disciples, that is, how could Master Xiao Ke lose?!
At this moment, the person who is most troubled in my heart is the lord of the clan.
Because these two bad kids have really great backgrounds.
One is the only disciple of the black and white old monster in hundreds of millions of years.
One is the only cub of the main god Xuanwu who protects his shortcomings.
These two PKs are really...
But at this moment, a sneer flashed in Murong Mo's eyes!
She hates Su Luo and is afraid of Xiao Ke, but if she had to choose, she would rather Xiao Ke go to Imperial College, because Su Luo's appearance really makes her crazy with jealousy!