Chapter 1147
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On the contrary, Qi Ming, who is in the center of the ring, casts a meaningful glance at them.
… …
A quarter of an hour later.
Silence reigns on the ring.
Yu Zhenjia's complexion is deathly pale and his body is on the verge of collapse. He glances at his fellow apprentices who have fallen beside him and Qi Ming, who hasn't moved a single step. His eyes are full of fear.
Too strong!
How could Qi Ming be so strong!
More than twenty of them did their best, but they didn't even have the qualifications to make him move a single step?
How could such a monster be defeated?
Qi Ming looks at Yu Zhenjia with a smile that isn't a smile, "Do you want to get off by yourselves, or do you want me to kick you off?"
Yu Zhenjia's eyes flash with humiliation and unwillingness. His complexion changes again and again, but he eventually leaves the ring with his tail between his legs.
… …
On the other side, Yun Ruohan claps her hands and stands up, saying: "This time, it's our turn."
Mu Yan is about to get up, but Chu Moli presses on her shoulder, "Junior sister doesn't need to come out for this round."
Mu Yan looks up in surprise.
Chu Moli smiles deeply, lowers his voice, and slowly says: "The entrance examination is just a small test. It would be too wasteful to expose junior sister's strength. If the six of us can't handle it, junior sister only needs the help of the zither. "
Chu Moli's voice is very low, so other people can't hear it. But the people of the Xiaoyao School can hear it clearly.
Their eyes are full of interest, shining brightly.
"Third brother is right. It's just a small entrance examination, there's no need for junior sister to act."
Mu Yan smiles faintly when she hears this.
She doesn't say anything, but takes out the Tian Mo Qin and gently plucks the strings.
The sound of the zither is impassioned. Although it doesn't contain any Shen Musician skills, it's majestic, as if it's sending them forward, as if it's waiting for them to return victorious.
… …
Yu Zhenjia has just jumped off the ring when he sees Yun Ruohan and the others walking towards Qi Ming. He simply can't believe his eyes.
"Are they crazy? They didn't see what happened to us, yet they still dare to challenge Qi Ming? "
"They're sitting there motionless, without even the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power. Even if they don't challenge him, they can only be eliminated. They might as well run to their deaths, and maybe earn some points."
"Heh, I don't think they'll need more than a cup of tea's time to escape."
Yu Zhenjia and the others are slandering Muyan and the others as much as they can.
Hua Xiangrong and the others, who had just walked into the hall to watch the challenge, stared at the ring without blinking, their eyes full of strong killing intent.
At this time, all of them had changed their clothes, and the disgusting stench had been washed away.
However, the people from the Silver Plume Palace could not help but frown in disgust.
He felt that the stench and the sound of the fart seemed to follow him like a shadow.
"Sister, these b * tches, it's all because of these blades. You … you have to take revenge for me!" Hua Biyue's eyes were red as she covered her mouth to cover her falling teeth. Her eyes were filled with hatred.
The rest of the people from the Silver Plume Palace were also gnashing their teeth. "How dare they embarrass our Silver Plume Palace so much. If we don't take revenge for this, we are not human!"
When Hua Xiangrong thought of the loud fart she had let out in public, her face twisted.
Just as she was about to speak, the six people on the stage moved.
The first to attack was Wine Qin.
His cultivation was the highest, his foundation was solid, and he had infinite strength.
But his moves were not the slightest bit fancy.
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