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"The winner has been decided, in the first round of the game, the winner is Lu Fan"

The referee glanced at Meng Chuan, who fell into the ring, and announced the result with a complicated look, and it almost ended in a tie, but it was a pity.

Looking at the result in front of him, the audience was silent, and after a short silence, an uproar erupted.

The sighs are endless, the strength of the two people can be said to be equal, and the biggest failure is that the spiritual skills used are a little worse than the other party, which led to the defeat of this battle.

"Brother Meng, it seems that our Lu family's disciples are slightly better," Lu Bisheng said to Meng Chuan on the side with a proud face.

"Brother Lu, people with a discerning eye can know at a glance that their strength is equal, if it weren't for the fact that your Lu family's spiritual skills are a little more powerful than my Meng family's, it would be difficult to say whether the winner would be victorious" Meng Chuan replied with a reluctant face, and the regret on his face became more and more intense.

"Brother Meng's words are wrong, spiritual skills are part of the strength of a martial artist, losing is losing, winning is winning, there will never be a fair battle in this world, winning and losing, this is the truth."

After listening to Lu Bisheng's words, Meng Fang unexpectedly did not refute, because he knew that what Lu Bisheng said was the truth.

"Brother Han, you really guessed it right"

Li Mengyao chuckled, her eyes fell on Leng Qianhan on the side, her smart eyes flashed with a hint of admiration, and a pair of lotus root-like wrists naturally hugged Leng Qianhan's hands at some point.

Feeling the softness coming from his hands from time to time, thinking of the girl's breasts that were beginning to take shape, Leng Qianhan only felt hot all over his body, his face was red and his ears were red, and his heart seemed to jump out.

It seemed to feel that Leng Qianhan's heartbeat kept accelerating, and a flush appeared on the girl's delicate face, like a peach as ripe as July, which made people want to take a bite.

Li Mengyao's shy appearance, the children of the Li family looked straight at it, glanced at Leng Qianhan, and the envy on his face was self-evident.

Leng Qianhan coughed dryly a few times, and then asked Li Mengyao: "Mengyao, the next one will be you."

"Hmm"

Li Mengyao nodded, she drew the No. 3 lottery just now, and it will be her turn to play in the next game.

"Don't be nervous, just play as you normally train" Feeling the girl's slender hand can't help but tighten, Leng Qianhan said with relief.

Gently holding Li Mengyao's hand, as if he could convey courage, he gave the latter a stable look.

Under the ring.

Burst!

A sullen breath came up from his chest, Meng Chuan spit out a mouthful of blood stasis, looked at Lu Fan standing in the ring with an unwilling face, his clenched hand was pierced by his nails, and he sank deep into the flesh, and the blood oozed out of his hand little by little, but he didn't hear it.

In the ring.

Lu Shuo was no better, a touch of red on the ground was vomited by him, and he was obviously not lightly injured, but he stood in the ring as a victor.

"Lu Fan, I will definitely defeat you next time" Staring at Lu Fan on the stage with burning eyes, Meng Chuan said with undiminished fighting spirit.

"I'm not going to give you a chance"

After speaking, Lu Fan walked out of the ring indifferently.

"I'm sure everyone has seen the game just now, so I'll ask, isn't it exciting?" shouted the referee in the ring.

"Wonderful"

As soon as the referee's words fell, the audience also burst into thunderous shouts.

"Okay, the next game will be more exciting, please wait and see, please invite the No. 3 player Li Mengyao and the No. 4 player Lu Sheng"

"Brother Han, it's my turn" Gently letting go of the hand holding Leng Qianhan, Li Mengyao, who was nervous just now, calmed down a lot under the encouragement of the young man.

"Well, go for it"

Responding with a smile, Leng Qianhan gave Li Mengyao a positive look.

Li Mengyao, as the most potential disciple of the Li family, even if she cultivates the best exercises and the highest profound spiritual skills of the family, she has the authority, as the hope of the family, the family will definitely do its best to cultivate her, this, Leng Qianhan is convinced, because the Leng family is the same.

Therefore, Leng Qianhan didn't worry too much about Leng Mengyao's strength, unless he met a sevenfold player like Lu Shuo or Meng Yun, otherwise it would be difficult for other sixfold spirits to pose a threat to Li Mengyao.

"Brother Li, so courageous, Ling Ai's qualifications are so good, and he is willing to let her play, it seems that he is determined to win the result of this game."

Hearing the referee call out Li Mengyao's name, Lu Bisheng said with a smile.

When he proposed to Li Wentian at the beginning, although Li Wentian did not refuse and let Li Mengyao make his own decisions, it also made him lose face.

As the helmsman of the three major families, it can be said that it is a shameful thing to be rejected by someone who comes to propose marriage, after all, he represents the face of the entire family.

Although he didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, he actually hated Li Wentian in his heart, and his polite words were prickly at this time.

"Brother Lu laughed, although Li hopes to win the result of this big competition, but if he fails, Li doesn't care, there is a rare opportunity to experience, I naturally won't let it go, so I will bring Yao'er to join in the fun" Li Wentian said indifferently.

Lu Shuo's words, Li Wentian naturally understood, it was nothing more than irony that Li Wentian was willing to sacrifice his daughter for the final victory.

"Brother Li is still far-sighted, Meng is ashamed of himself" Meng Fang, who was watching the excitement on the side, bowed to Li Wentian with a smile, but a trace of ruthlessness flashed at the corner of his mouth, indicating the hypocrisy of this smile.

After a few polite greetings, Li Wentian set his eyes on Li Mengyao under the ring.

Feeling the gaze of her father Li Wentian, Li Mengyao turned around and waved her hand at Li Wentian on the stage, making a gesture that only the two of them could understand.

Looking at her father's encouraging gaze, Li Mengyao turned around and signaled to Leng Qianhan, then turned to face the ring.

Taking a deep breath, Li Mengyao set her eyes on the ring, moved slightly, and resolutely walked towards the ring.

A battle of her own is about to begin.