Chapter 137
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Jin Yijue stared at the tightly wrapped bamboo stick and couldn't help but wonder if it would be such a coincidence for him to pick Schilling's Shadow.
Just as he was thinking this, he pulled out a stick and opened it … it wasn't Schilling's Shadow.
Jin Yijue was a bit disappointed, but also a bit relieved. He couldn't explain the complicated feelings in his heart as he turned around and walked off the stage.
When Jin Yijue walked off the stage, Qi Feiyang was still hesitating, not knowing which stick to pick.
"Please don't pick Noir's Shadow, please don't … don't don't don't …" he muttered. When he finally made up his mind to pick it, the person opposite him beat him to it.
He immediately looked at that person and saw that after that person opened the bamboo stick, another person's name was written on it.
Now, there were only three sticks left.
Jin Yijue became even more nervous.
He was so nervous that he almost died, but on the surface, he still looked calm and unhurried. No one could tell that there was anything wrong with him.
Xi Mengdie looked at the remaining three bamboo sticks, and the corners of her mouth under the veil curled into a gloomy smile.
Of course she wanted to pick Schilling's Shadow. That piece of trash was bound to lose as soon as he got on the stage. It was ridiculous for someone without any battle qi to participate in a battle qi competition.
So instead of letting others benefit, she would rather let her own family benefit.
God bless her and let her pick Schilling's Shadow and easily enter the top five. Yi Jue would also understand that even if Schilling's Shadow was lucky enough to pass the first and second round, it was definitely due to luck. It had nothing to do with strength.
She wanted to use the most beautiful battle skill to trample Schilling's Shadow under her feet.
With this thought in mind, she reached out her hand, picked a bamboo stick, and began to draw.
Qi Feiyang immediately looked over. He watched as Xi Mengdie peeled off the cloth wrapped around the bamboo stick … and slowly revealed the name inside … His heart also slowly rose as the cloth was removed …
When all the cloth strips were undone, he froze as if he was struck by lightning.
When Xi Mengdie saw the name written on it, a look of defeat quickly flashed across her eyes. However, when she looked up at Qi Feiyang, she did not miss the wonderful reaction on his face …
It seemed that Qi Feiyang was very afraid of encountering Schilling's Shadow. That's good … I'll let him encounter him then.
Didn't Qi Feiyang see Schilling's Shadow as a friend? Let's see which is more important, the competition or friends.
Although she was a little disappointed that she hadn't drawn Schilling's Shadow, it was still good to see Schilling's Shadow lose.
Now, there were only two sticks left. Qi Feiyang became even more anxious.
He really regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would've drawn it from the beginning.
He looked up and looked at the person opposite him.
That person felt his gaze and smiled politely. "Young Master Qi, you go first."
"Okay." Qi Feiyang reached out his hand and wanted to pick one stick. However, he couldn't figure out which stick wasn't Schilling's Shadow.
The mayor couldn't help but frown when he saw his son's hesitation.
Feiyang wasn't the type to hesitate. Why was he so hesitant when it came to drawing sticks?
"Mayor, it seems that the young master is worried that he'll draw Miss Nine." The first elder saw his confusion and smiled. "This is the first time I've seen the young master care so much about a girl. It seems that Miss Nine holds a high place in the young master's heart."
What was the meaning of his words? There was no need for words.
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