Wash socks for a month?

Zhou Tong's eyes widened, then he covered his nose and hurriedly took two steps back to the side, saying:

"Don't even think about it!"

Hearing this, Spear Bear didn't get angry, only raised his hand and scratched his head, and asked honestly as always:

"Zhou Tong, do you think that Lu He, who you are optimistic about, will lose?"

"How is that possible?"

Zhou Tong first glanced at Nan Jin's small body, and then at Lu He, who was more than a long distance taller than her, but he calmed down a lot.

"Hmph, I agreed to this bet."

For his own vision, Zhou Tong is still confident.

Although after Nanjin came to the inner gate, these "geniuses" of the inner door were forced to work hard......

However, he still didn't think Nanjin would win.

Of course, as a disciple of the Cloud Sect, he shouldn't have such thoughts, but he was not the only one who had such thoughts.

Not to mention the difference in rank, this age gap also determines the inequality of their hearts and experience accumulation.

If he could, he wanted to lose this bet with the spear bear!

……

Standing on the trial platform, Nanjin was calm and calm, neither making frequent mistakes because of nervousness, nor messing around because of fear.

Lu He raised his right hand and touched his chin, looking at his opponent:

She looked to be only twelve years old, very short, probably up to his shoulder, as if he had just reached out and pressed her head to the little girl without the slightest touch of him.

Thinking like this, Lu He couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

"Hey, this little spirit friend, if you don't admit defeat directly, I don't have much sense of proportion, if I hurt you, I'm afraid that a few elders of the Cloud Sect will make trouble for me."

"Spiritual friends are spiritual friends, but add a small word, do you have an opinion on my age?"

Nan Jin seemed to speak casually, and did not directly answer his provocative words.

Lu He raised his eyebrows and said secretly:

This little girl is interesting!

Thinking of this, he smiled and said:

"Where can it, since Nanjin Lingyou is a personal disciple of Elder Yunxi, his strength is not low, so I am rude, Lingyou forgive me."

After speaking, he bowed to Nan Jin, and looked particularly easy to speak.

Seeing Lu He like this, Nan Jin first thought for two seconds, and then thought of a label that suited him:

Fox!

It seems frivolous, but in fact it is black.

Nan Jin did not relax in the slightest, and only smiled:

"Where can I be, I just hope that Lu Lingyou won't deliberately give in because I am young......"

Speaking of this, Nanjin paused for two seconds, and then stuck out his tongue, looking particularly harmless:

"If Lu Lingyou deliberately gives in, I'm afraid that if I win too easily, people will float."

"You ......"

Lu He looked at Nan Jin in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that she could say that.

But he was about to say something, but Ling Jiu's voice suddenly sounded:

"The duel between the new disciples of the apprenticeship conference has officially begun, and during the battle, both sides should stop at the point, if one of them falls to the ground for five seconds and does not get up, or falls off the trial platform, it will be considered a loss.

In the first game, Yunzong Nanjin, against Mozong Luhe ......"

As soon as Lingjiu's words fell, Lu He sacrificed his life weapon, which was a white jade flute, the body of which was transparent and glowing with white light.

"It's ...... Six-grade spiritual weapon? ”

Yun Heng looked at the flute, almost ripped off his beard, he looked at Elder Qian who was triumphant, and said:

"Your sect master is willing!"

Who doesn't know that the sect master of the Mo Sect is very picky, but now he is willing to give a six-grade white jade flute to Lu He as a life weapon.

It seems that for this sect competition, the Mo Sect is fully prepared.

Nanjin is in danger!