She said: "Sister Su, this battle is not won by my strength. If you hadn't bribed your opponent to let me go, I wouldn't have been able to win at all. It's all because of you, Sister Su, that I can win."
Su Luo patted her shoulder angrily: "Wang Dali belongs to Murong Fang, and Murong Fang belongs to Murong Mo. How did I bribe him?"
"But you went out that day..." Tang Yalan remembered that after her boss went out that day, she came back and said to herself...
"I just bought a pack of melon seeds when I went out that day." Su Luo looked at her indifferently.
"Ah?" Tang Yalan was shocked, "But..."
"I made up a story for you when I came back. You don't really believe it, do you?" Su Luo looked at Tang Yalan with a strange expression.
"Ah?" Tang Yalan's face turned pale!
Tang Yalan thought of how she had just enlarged her moves without hesitation after taking the stage, and her legs suddenly became weak...
Su Luo smiled and patted Tang Yalan on the shoulder: "Sit tight, the next match is Fei Junping's."
Just when Su Luo was talking to Tang Yalan, Su Luo could clearly feel that a burning gaze was projected on her from the best direction in the audience.
Su Luo could feel who the owner of this line of sight was. When she was chatting and joking with Tang Yalan as if no one else was watching, she didn't raise her eyebrows at all, as if she couldn't feel the line of sight at all.
Next is Fei Junping's game.
This match made Su Luo frown deeply.
Fei Junping's opponent, by coincidence, turned out to be Murong Fang.
Murong Fang, the top master of Xiye Academy and Murong Mo’s right-hand man.
Just one moment, Su Luo used Tang Yalan to hit Murong Mo's face hard, and the next moment, Murong Fang faced off against Fei Junping. God was playing tricks on her, right? Su Luo's brows knitted together tightly.
On the fighting stage, Fei Junping and Murong Fang stood opposite each other.
The soft wind blew by, blowing the corners of Murong Fang's broad robe, layer upon layer, and the flowing light flying.
On his handsome face, his eyes were half-squinted playfully, and a bloodthirsty sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth.
Su Luo's heart suddenly lifted!
Murong Fang, this is going to be a murderer!
It is a competition, and the sword has no eyes, so everyone signed a death certificate before the competition, and the reasonable combat death rate is within the allowable range of the Imperial Academy.
Su Luo looked at Murong Fang's legs and feet that were about to move, and she clearly realized that once the battle started, Murong Fang would never give Fei Junping a chance to admit defeat, and his absolute strength gave him such an opportunity.
At this moment, the referee is counting down: three, two...
Su Luo's heart suddenly lifted!
Fei Junping once said that this game was watched by her tribesmen who had once belittled her, so she had practiced so hard for this moment of pride and pride!
As long as she enters the top ten of the freshman league, she will be qualified enough to return to her family and trample under her feet those who once despised her.
However, all the hard work during this period of time is no match for luck...
Just when the referee was about to call out one, just when Murong Fang was about to kill—
"I surrender!" Fei Junping looked seriously and calmly at Murong Fang, who was about to shoot towards her, "I'm really sorry for interrupting Master Murong's opportunity to kill someone to vent his anger."
Fei Junping raised his fist towards Murong Fang, turned around and walked off the stage, walking resolutely and not at all sloppy.
As soon as she left, the whole audience became excited!