Chapter 533 - The Grand Final (13) (2/2)

But now that these people were evidently on guard, it wasn't easy to go near them.

A considerable distance separated the two parties. They looked at one another from afar, fearful that the other party would employ underhanded means.

Purple Fairy suddenly gave a cold snort. ”Losers! I do hope that you win the next round, so that we can crush you all over again! But…”

Her gaze fell on the team. ”It seems like… you're short of players yet again!”

Without doubt, Qiao Lian would have to play today.

In the previous match, Qiao Lian had stolen all the limelight. Hence, Purple Fairy had not taken notice of Shen Liangchuan's coordination.

Purple Fairy saw that The Godfather and The Deputy Godfather had not recovered from their injuries. Now, without Ancestor White Bones, they were practically without one of their main strengths!

She pursed her lips and laughed gleefully. Suddenly, she lowered her voice and said, ”It only took 50,000, and those mercenaries immediately took Ancestor White Bones away. Tsk tsk…”

When he heard this, Su Penghao was livid. ”How could you do this?!”

Purple Fairy gave him a sinister look. ”What did I do? But Zombie Leader, actually, our King Team still welcomes you. If you guys lose the match, you can come join us after the competition ends. After all, our team will be able to continue taking part in the national and international competitions.”

How arrogant was that?!

She was trying to poach him right in front of Qiao Lian!

Su Penghao sneered and went on to say, ”First of all, our team will not lose. Second of all, you are the sort of person that disgusts me the most.”

Straight to the point. Purple Fairy's expression immediately changed. With a trembling finger, she raised her arm and pointed at Su Penghao. ”Just you wait! I'll make sure you regret it!”

Then, she turned and stomped away angrily.

Qiao Lian and Su Penghao exchanged a look as all the players streamed into the resting area.

Ancestor White Bones was still not there.

Qiao Lian looked down at her slightly trembling hand.

Could she really do this?

Two rounds would take at least two hours. Could her hand hold out?

She lifted her head and saw the look of trust and hope on all their faces. Suddenly, she felt the weight of the entire burden resting heavily on her shoulders.

She wanted to speak, but decided not to in the end. Telling them that there was something wrong with her hand would only serve to worry them.