C73 (1/2)

Chen Bo Lei took a sip of his tea and said, ”This is the situation with the Bajun Sect, Azure Sun Sect, and Five Poisons Sect. None of them are easy to deal with. ”

Bai Xiaochuan was a little curious, ”Martial Uncle, is the Spirit Transformation Stage really that powerful? Also, a war between two continents had actually broken out in the past? What exactly is going on? ”

Chen Bo Lei waved his hand: ”Go, go. It's a kid's house, why are there so many questions?!” Whether or not a Deity Stage is strong, you have to be sure? ”

Chen Bo Lei pushed and shoved, chasing Bai Xiaochuan out. Bai Xiaochuan rubbed the tip of his nose. It seemed that he had really annoyed Chen Bo Lei. Forget it, let him go.

Today's harvest was not bad. At least he now had a basic understanding of the three sects in his neighboring countries. Bai Xiaochuan happily walked back.

On the other side, the finals of the Large Competition had also entered the competition to be the champion's runner-up! On one side was the strange and unpredictable Ten Thousand Cold Pills, and on the other was Zhao Junlin!

The top three had long been decided, they were Tuo Baku, Deng QIaoer and Sun Xiaoxiao. The Ten Thousand Cold Praise eliminated the domineering Tuo Baku, while Deng Chao'er was defeated by Zhao Junlian.

Wan Leng Yong, who was standing on the stage, felt as though a goddess had descended to the mortal world. Zhao Junlin held a white fan in his hand, looking elegant and graceful. These two people were a perfect match for each other, causing everyone to feel delighted.

Zhao Juncheng smiled elegantly and said, ”Please have mercy, Sister Wan.”

Wan Leng Yong glanced at him expressionlessly, but he did not say anything. Zhao Junlian laughed self-deprecatingly, a magnanimous look on his face.

However, he thought to himself, ”Slut!” What kind of bullsh * t nonsense was this! ”From now on, I will put you under my body and humiliate you to your heart's content!”

Wan Leng Yong's eyes flashed, his eyes revealed a trace of tyrannical lust. She could guess what this person was thinking.

She snorted coldly and did not say anything else.

At this moment, in the audience stands. He didn't know where he came from, but he suddenly said, ”Back to the rear!”

Many people subconsciously followed up in unison, ”Flattery!”

”Hahahahahaha!”

The entire Martial Arts Practice Hall burst into laughter. Zhao Junlian's face turned ashen, his entire body trembling with rage. However, when the audience looked on, they only saw a sea of people gathering. He didn't know who to throw his anger at even if he was angry.

At this time, the referee stepped out, ”The match begins!”

Zhao Junlin took a deep breath, and fixed his sharp eyes on Wan Leng Yong. The white fan opened up like a viper in hibernation.