Situ Hongjun was excited to look at Su Luo and gave Su Luo a thumbs up: "younger martial sister, you are the real real person. Don't show your face. Elder martial brother is not as good as you."

Situ Hongjun took the bottle of half step imperial blood clotting pills, straightened himself up and walked down the battle platform triumphantly. Where was the vicissitudes of defeat and frustration?

At the moment, the group of younger martial brothers all stare at situ Hongjun's back with envy and jealousy.

If they can get a whole bottle of half step imperial blood clotting pills, they are willing to be spurted by younger martial sisters, and they are willing to stay in bed for ten years.

Su Luo finally won situ Hongjun and got one of the only two places.

And there, the fight between the cub and the second elder martial brother is not very interesting, because, as expected, it ends with the strong crush of the cub.

Therefore, this quota competition, finally competed for two places.

One was a cub that had long been expected by everyone, and the other was su Luo, who was not expected by anyone.

Among them, the most proud people are the three elders.

Because Su Luo and the little cub, but the three elders personally from the bottom of the mountain to ask back to the sect.

In addition, the three elders also got the reputation of insight and bead recognition. In fact, the three elders themselves are in a fog.

To the consternation of the three elders, he made some nonsense in order to let the weak Su fall into the sect. He didn't believe in the fact that he didn't believe in the fact that he didn't have the strength to fall into the sect But it's true!

At the thought of this, the three elders were drunk.

Now, the last two have been elected.

The recruitment teacher did not speak, that is to say, the two people will continue to compare.

So, next, there was no break time, and the PK war between Su Luo and Xiaozai was carried out directly.

One is a popular cub, and the other is a little black horse. These two people, who have always been worried about Meng Meng and Meng, finally stand on the PK platform. Who will win the final victory?

There was a round of intense competition.

"Guess? Of course, it's Lord Xiaoke. The strength of Xiaoke Lord is hard to resist. How could he lose? "

"Yes, and although Su Luo can defeat the elder martial brother, don't forget that if Lord Ke wants to defeat the elder martial brother, one finger is enough."

"But don't you find out? Lord Ke listened to Su Luo very much

"It's one thing to be obedient, but now it's Imperial College! If it was you, would you give up Imperial College? "

"That is to say, little Lord Ke is sure to win?"

"That's absolute."

Among the inner disciples, all the people, 100 percent, all guessed that Xiaoke would win.

On the VIP table, the elders were also very excited.

they came to as like as two peas in the middle school. That is, how can Xiao Ke lose?

At the moment, the most tangled heart is the Lord.

Because these two kids are too big.

One is the only disciple of the old black and white monster for hundreds of millions of years.

One is the only cub of Xuanwu God.

These two PK, but really

But at the moment, Murong Mo's eyes flickered with a sneer!

She hated Suluo and was afraid of Xiaoke, but if she was allowed to choose, she would prefer Xiaoke to Imperial College, because Su Luo's appearance really made her jealous to be crazy!

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