"Fifteen classes a year, Zi Qiaosheng."

There was a system sound on the radio without a hint of emotion.

Shen Wuyin on the bell tower lowered his head, and his golden eyes fell on the girl who came down from the mecha.

Several companions around him excitedly gathered around, chattering non-stop.

"She is a child of destiny."

Ze's voice echoed in her ears, soft as a spring breeze, "Her growth will bring new reforms to the entire Tianze Continent." The surrounding ghost fires lit up instantly, and the light condensed into the appearance of a young girl.

With a bright smile.

"And as her own sister." The purple and golden double pupils came over, "You, the god is silent." ”

"Will die by her sword."

Shen was silent and lowered his eyes, and Ziqiao at the bottom didn't know what to say, and his face was a little red because of excitement.

"Let's break this fate together."

The man's soft voice sounded clearly, "We're together." ”

"Huh." Shen Wuyin suddenly laughed.

The wind blows.

Beside her, a black-robed man with a white bandage appeared beside her, revealing only his bewitching golden eyes.

"This world really has a fate." There was some complication in Shen Wuyin's laughter, "Do you know, when you become a disciple of the Divine Family and are given a name, you have a chance to enter the Divine Family Ancestral Hall. ”

The black-robed man lowered his head, and only the golden pupils that were exposed glanced at her.

Shen Wuyin looked at the smiling girl in the crowd, and her golden eyes reflected a phantom, "On the divination spirit stone, I see my future. ”

Black hair fluttering, bright purple eyes.

There was not a trace of expression on the girl's face.

And the purple slender sword in her hand ruthlessly pierced her silent body.

"In three years, I will die at her hands."

The black-robed man beside her still just glanced at her and didn't make a sound.

The game below is non-stop, and it is still in full swing.

"Fifteen classes of Qingluan a year, against fifteen classes of Ziqiao a year."

System audio broadcast.

It wasn't until the name appeared again that Shen Wuyin suddenly came back to his senses.

"Oh yes! Qingluan and the protagonist are right! Angel pressed the calculator excitedly, "The two of them finally matched!" Haha my favorite plot is here! ”

The Raven looked at her speechlessly.

"Civil war?" It was noted that both were students of the fifteenth class a year.

"It's over, no one can stop Qingluan's footsteps!"

"Qingluan in this East Arena is about to set a new record, right? I haven't lost a single time yet! ”

Many people in the audience saw Qingluan's name and immediately talked about it excitedly.

After all, from the first day, Qingluan has occupied the first place and maintained the record of three consecutive wins.

The two mechs slowly stepped onto the playing field.

"Come on, Jojo!!" Mi Si'an shouted loudly.

"Sister, who are we cheering for?" Ritsurin looked left and right, and finally had to ask for help from her sister.

"....", Ritsu Xi paused.

"Of course, cheer for Jojo!" Mi Si'an looked at the two of them seriously, "You can't forget your roots!" Have you forgotten who is teaching and helping you these days? It's all Jojo! ”

"But Master..."

"Did your cheap master teach you anything?" Mi Si'an hates that iron is not made of steel, "I don't teach you anything, forget it, and I still lie to you with ordinary crystal stones!" It's just too much! ”

"Don't speak ill of Master!" Ritsu Rin puffed out her cheeks unhappily, "Master won't lie to us!" ”

"I abstain."

When the two were arguing, Qingluan's voice suddenly sounded on the field.

“？！”

Ryu Rin and Mi Si'an froze as they turned their heads to look at the arena.

"Wh. What?! ”

"Did I hear it wrong? Be... Who said abstaining?! ”

The auditorium exploded.

Everyone looked incredulous.

"Qingluan, who is in class fifteen a year, what did you just say?" Even the referee looked at Qingluan's mecha in a daze, and couldn't believe his ears and asked again.

"I said I abstained."