Chapter 632： Suffer (two more)

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked over, curious.

This is actually what they want to ask.

On the side of Qiang Wanzhou, they at least saw him making two swords, but on the side of Chu Liuyue, he won too fast!

It feels like I haven't seen anything yet, the game is over!

Except for the complete profound formation on the black stone slab, which could prove that she had indeed won by her own strength, everyone else didn't see it clearly.

No wonder the Mengjinghui was so emotionally questioned one after another.

Chu Liuyue paused, then glanced back at him, smiling naturally:

"Because I'm great."

Mengjing: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Ye Ranran pulled Lu Zhiyao's sleeve and asked in a low voice:

"Senior Lu, will Liu Yue seem a bit arrogant like this?"

Lu Zhiyao's mouth twitched.

Where is "a little bit" here?

This is clearly the word "arrogant" written on the face!

But... what's so cool?

"What's wrong with the arrogance? Didn't the junior sister just say that those who won are not presumptuous, shouldn't you let the losers be presumptuous? Those people from the Nine Star Alliance just now have their eyes growing up to the top of their heads. Keep it in mind! Now the little junior sister teaches them to pay for it!"

After the start of this sect conference, they have been angry and almost suffocated to death!

Now there is finally an opportunity to counter-step, of course we must make good use of it!

After hearing what he said, Ye Ranran nodded in agreement.

"Senior Brother Lu made a lot of sense! Didn't it mean that Mengjing was the most outstanding profound master genius of their Nine Star Alliance? As a result, he lost to Liu Yue as soon as he came up, and that name is imaginary."

"Tsk, did you have half a scent of time in the game just now? I don't remember it? It's okay that you didn't sit down, otherwise you can get up as soon as you sit down, which is quite troublesome?"

"If you lose, you even slander Liu Yue for cheating. With so many people watching here, is everyone blind? Only he has eyes?"

"In my opinion, he is not blind, but his eyes are too bad!"

"Little Junior Brother is also great! Two swords solved the problem! The same is a Tier 6 warrior, why is the gap so big?"

The disciples of Chongxuge opened their mouths one after another, speaking freely, and in a few words they all cursed Mengjing from inside to outside from top to bottom.

Even the Nine Star Alliance was not spared.

——Who made Mengjing be theirs?

The Nine Star Alliance had all kinds of cynicism at them before, but now they can finally exaggerate!

...

Mengjing fainted almost angrily.

Zhang Hua finally couldn't listen anymore, and shouted angrily:

"What are you doing in a daze? Come back soon!"

Isn't it embarrassing enough? ?

Mengjing suddenly woke up, and then remembered that he had lost this game. The leader was afraid...

He glanced at Zhang Hua quickly, and he saw that his face was full of anger.

He immediately lowered his head and walked back, standing in front of Zhang Hua with a guilty expression on his face:

"Leader pardons sin, disciple is incompetent--"

"Since you know that you are incompetent, hurry up! Don't be an eyesore here!"

Zhang Hua was angry at this time, and what he said was naturally extremely unpleasant.

Mengjing's face was red and white.

He has never been reprimanded in public like this before...

He hung his head, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and stepped back.

"...Yes."

There was no one talking on the Nine Star Alliance, and it was quiet.

Many people secretly looked towards Mengjing with different looks.

If others lose, they will lose, but Mengjing...he almost has the highest level of Profound Master among the many disciples of the Nine Star Alliance.

He lost to Chu Liuyue...it was really strange.

But they also saw clearly the scene of the game just now.

Chu Liuyue indeed won.

Is this... really a ghost?

Soon, another disciple who had lost to Qiang Wanzhou also returned in despair.

Zhang Hua's breath was as cold as ice.

After losing two games in a row, no one will be in a good mood!

Moreover, it was so straightforward and thorough!

He looked at the two remaining players who were about to play:

"These last two games can only be won, not lost! Did you hear that!?"

Chongxuge was three points behind them before, but now he has caught up with them by two points.

If Chongxuge wins another game, it will be tied!

If they win two games... they will truly turn defeat into victory!

He will never allow this to happen!

"If you lose...you know the consequences!"

The two rimmed together and immediately said in a deep voice:

"The disciple understands!"

.....

Chu Liuyue walked to Qiang Wanzhou's side, and saw that he was still wiping his sword, his expression was cold, as if a little unhappy.

"Xiao Zhou, aren't you happy after winning the game?"

Although that person is not challenging for Qiang Wanzhou, he is also a Tier 6 martial artist.

It's also a good thing to win this game.

Chu Liuyue looked at him, suddenly thought of something, and joked:

"You are not unhappy because you lost to me, are you?"

Qiang Wanzhou finally stopped the movement in his hand and raised his eyes to look at her.

"No."

A faint awkwardness appeared on the boy's delicate and beautiful face.

"...He soiled my sword."

Chu Liuyue was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

He was unhappy because... the bronze cloud sky sword just got on that person's blood?

Chu Liuyue was a little bit dumbfounded.

"But this is a sword. It's always going to be bloody?"

Qiang Wanzhou turned his head and said nothing.

This is the sword she forged after undergoing extremely tragic torture, and it was given to him like this.

He seems calm on the surface, but in fact, he doesn't know how to cherish the baby in his heart.

This is why he didn't even touch the opponent's body with the sword at the beginning.

In the end, blood was still stained.

The blood of that kind of person is simply not qualified to touch this sword.

He stubbornly wiped the sword again before finally whispering:

"But, you have suffered a lot for this sword."

Chu Liuyue's heart felt warm.

"Xiaozhou, this sword is for you. If you can pay so much attention to it, the previous ones...are nothing."

Hearing Chu Liuyue's words, the great ancestor, who finally calmed down, made waves in his heart again.

He endured it, didn't hold it back:

"Girl, the one who suffered the most, doesn't it seem to be you?"

How to count those thunders that have been cleaned up?