C50

On the white signboard, there was a few words written in black ink about the rules of the competition.

One, he couldn't die!

Third, the opponent's contestants must not die!

Fourth, the first group to fall off the arena lost!

Seeing such simple and concise rules, Mu Wanjun could not even find the strength to ridicule them.

Si Tu could not help him, her only request was not to be kicked off the stage.

It wasn't that she hadn't encountered a 2v2 fight before, but she never would have thought that she would still be able to use that skill here. It was too unexpected.

When the competition number that guided her was last, Mu Wanjun began to think. Before the martial arts had begun, her brain had already begun to move.

With Si Tu following her, it was clear that he would lose!

Even if she was any older, she couldn't kill two people at the same time she was taking care of Si Tu.

And the real reason behind her involvement in this brainstorm was because of that damned Kunlun College!

It was as if he was targeting her!

When the students gathered into two groups, it was her turn. Everyone then realized that there was a problem – there was one less group!

In other words, there was a group of students who did not have opponent s!

In reality, this did not matter, but when a senior reported the news to Xie Shuo who was drinking tea leisurely, this grey-robed, spirited old man, with a wave of his hand, made a conniving decision!

No, it should not be a scam, but a scam for Mu Wanjun!

Her number 52 and number 51 had a group fight, which didn't add up to a whole group 53.

Xie Shuo's decision was: "Then let's just let 51, 52, and the final group competition come out."

Therefore, the two teams' competition had become group three on Mu Wanjun's side! The problem she faced was that Si Tu could not be relied on, but she had to fight against four people by himself, and he also had to split his focus to protect Si Tu from being kicked out of the stage!

Fine! She was very unlucky!

Upon learning of this news, Zuo Chengfeng immediately wanted to find the Kunlun College to argue.

Xie Shuo playfully glanced at Jin Yulie, and said: "How can it be that no one from State Duke of Jin's Mansion has the skills, right, State Duke of Jin? The young duke is in such a hurry, don't you have confidence in the State Duke of Jin? "

Just one sentence was enough to make Zuo Chenfeng lose!

If he really wanted to exchange, he would admit that he was not confident in his abilities on the State Duke of Jin's Mansion. He would not refuse, but when he saw Mu Wanjun's small stature, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat for her.

Jin Yulie, however, watched on calmly, not the least bit worried for Mu Wanjun.

Zuo Chenfeng could not help but ask him in a small voice, "You're not in a hurry at all?"

He indifferently swept a glance at Zuo Chenfeng, then looked at Mu Wanjun.

At this time, Mu Wanjun was not in the mood to watch the intense battle. She squatted in front of the tablet, and while touching her chin, she was carefully studying something.

Seeing this, Jin Yulie thought of the powerful thing called a bomb that he had seen at Mu Wanjun's place.

Based on his observation and understanding of her, when she was this focused, an incredible thought would arise in his mind.

He wasn't worried at all! She was just curious as to what method she would use.

Until finally, someone called out her number!

It was as if she had just awoken from a dream as she slapped her thigh!

There was a way!

"Big Brother Mu Jun, what solution have you come up with? It's time for us to go up. " Si Tu's face turned pale. Although he had made preparations to leave, he still had a sliver of hope that he could win against Mu Wanjun.

Mu Wanjun and Si Tu walked side by side, walked onto the stage, and bowed to the four people in front of them.

The four of them came from four smaller sects, namely the Ming He Sect, the Eight Trigrams Sect, the Iron Palm Gang and the Beggar Gang, which Mu Wanjun had almost fallen for.

Why are you looking down on me? The young man stroked his hair, which had congealed into a ball, in a rapturous manner.

Just as Senior Brother was shouting for it to begin, Mu Wanjun took a big step back. At the same time, she grabbed onto Si Tu's collar and pulled him back.

"Si Tu, do you want to enter the Kunlun College?"

"Yes!"

"Then is it possible for me to use any method as long as you can enter the Kunlun College?"

Without even thinking about it, Si Tu patted his chest and said: "As long as Big Brother Jun can let me become a member of the academy, I'm willing to do anything."