Chapter 167: Ninety-Nine vs Nangong? 1

Damn, it turns out that Yun Shao's thinking is so bizarre, then again, since he knows the difference in strength between the other party and himself, why didn't Gu Shaoqing surrender earlier? Wouldn't it be so wolf bรจi who was chased and ran away if he surrendered early?

Sure enough, being with stupid cute will lower your IQ!

Jiujiu looked at Gu Shaoqing with sympathy, young man, when you met Feiyang in the ring, it was your life that fell! Even she didn't make it, it turned out that Feiyang was such a cheating father in battle!

"If you don't surrender again, I'll really make a move!" Yun Feiyang urged a little impatiently, but despite this, his hands were still holding low-level magic, not giving Gu Shaoqing a chance to breathe, and his elemental power seemed to be endless.

This is simply going to carry out the cheating to the end.

Gu Shaoqing wanted to cry without tears and played a game of hide and seek with the flames and wind blades in the air, and suddenly, a wind blade slashed his cheek with the momentum of covering his ears and stealing the bell, and the line of defense in his heart was also instantly broken.

"Okay, good, I surrender, I surrender!" Gu Shaoqing no longer cares about being decent or undignified, the other party just used low-level magic to force him to this kind of field, if it is an instantaneous medium-level magic, it is estimated that he will die in this ring today.

At this time, he was very glad that the other party was Yun Feiyang, not someone else. If it were someone else, it would probably be forced to death alive!

"No. 8 clouds flying, win!" The referee walked into the ring with a blank face, and announced the flying victory without a trace of waves in his tone.

Gu Shaoqing sighed deeply and walked out of the ring without regrets. Sure enough, he is the young master of one of the seven major families, this talent is amazing, and it is impossible not to admire it.

After Feiyang got out of the ring, he showed a big smile in the direction of Jiujiu, and his eight white teeth were even brighter in the sunlight.

Many girls caught this cute smile with sharp eyes, and there was another earth-shaking scream in the stands.

Jiujiu gave Feiyang a thumbs up appreciatively, and then responded with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, and left quietly.

This kind of small interaction can't make the Leng family notice, now that the game is over, she has to quickly "go home".

Feiyang watched Jiujiu walk away before retracting his gaze, and then began to look around for a few of his unscrupulous friends.

The qualifiers passed quickly, and the six strange ones easily entered the semi-finals, with such a talent as them, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the imperial capital to find the seventh or eighth person, even if it is the entire Xuanbing Country, except for them, there is no one else.

However, the semi-finals are just around the corner today.

Jiujiu stood on the venue of the Leng family, looking at the lot that had just been drawn in his hand, and was stunned.

Leng Zhao looked at Jiujiu's soulless state, and couldn't help shouting: "Jiu'er, what's wrong?" Did you draw a bad lot? โ€

Jiujiu secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, and Mu Ne handed the wooden stick in his hand to Leng Zhao.

"Number 16? Number 16 is? Leng Zhao silently read the number signed several times and meditated.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out who it was, so I turned around and asked the person next to me: "Who is coming on the 16th?" โ€

"No. 16, No. 16 is the young master of Nangong."

The other party's answer made Leng Zhao's face turn miserable and pale.

Nangong Moze?

Why is it Nangong Mo Ze who is talented on the first day of Xuan Bing?