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"Oh, it's here."

"It's finally here."

After more than an hour of flying in the air, Qin Nan finally saw the gate of the First Martial Academy.

"what?"

"Why are there so many people outside the door?"

"There are many beautiful girls."

"What are they doing?"

"Could it be to see off my brother?"

"Giant Eagle, come in."

Qin Nan thought about it shamelessly.

Then she put away the giant eagle, and her body followed the flow of air, and slowly landed at the door of the First Martial Academy.

"I rub it, but no one cares about me!"

"What are you doing there?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Qin Nan saw that the lawn on the left side of the gate was full of people, and out of curiosity, he groped quietly.

"Hahaha, let's make a deal."

"Old fat man, is my student not bad?"

Seeing Wang Congqi's victory, Lu Ming couldn't stop smiling.

"Ugh--"

Xuanyuan Wushuang let out a long sigh.

He really has nothing left to say.

In fact, he had already expected the result of the competition, but what he didn't expect was that the two bastards Lin Tianwang and Meng Xinghe would be instantly killed!

You guys have to resist for a while, grandma, you idiot!
"Brother Xuanyuan, my little girl, Yan Feifei, wants to challenge Murong Yan, the senior sister of your No. [-] Martial Academy."

As soon as the competition ended, Chu Yanling, the director of the Fourth Martial Academy, immediately made the same request.

"Ah, this—"

A wave of waves has risen again.

Xuanyuan Wushuang wanted to refuse, but he couldn't refuse, so he looked at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan was worried at first, afraid of being called, but now she was even more flustered.

She is only at the first level of the Martial Emperor, which is far from Yan Feifei's peak at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor.

But she dared not disobey the dean's order.

In desperation, Murong Yan bit the bullet and walked to the middle of the grass.

"Senior Murong, please advise."

Yan Feifei, who had been waiting there for a long time, was ready at this time.

"Sister Feifei wait a minute."

"This competition, I, I admit defeat."

Murong Yan lowered her head and directly admitted defeat.

"what?"

"what--"

"Wow--"

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

The students who were watching from the First Martial Academy were discussing for a while.

They never expected that the once respected elder sister would actually confess her love directly!
This, madam, is too embarrassing for the Academy.

Immediately, everyone's impression of Murong Yan took a sharp turn, falling to freezing point.

At this moment, Murong Yan was ashamed, like a phoenix with shedding hair, sitting alone on the grass outside, feeling dejected.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight, but she has no chance of winning at all.

"Alas—"

Xuanyuan Wushuang sighed heavily and shook his head.

He also understood Murong Yan's thoughts, but he didn't want to humiliate himself here.

"Hey, old fat man."

"You have entertained both of their martial arts academy, so you can't miss me."

"Our family Lin Feng has no opponent yet?"

"Why don't you feel wronged again and arrange a practice hand for you?"

The head of the Second Martial Academy Zhang Sanfeng didn't forget to join in the fun, and then sprinkled a handful of salt on Xuanyuan Wushuang's wound.

"Damn it, you old lunatic!"

"You are going to add insult to injury!"

"You know—"

Xuanyuan Wushuang couldn't help but swear.

It seems that his No. [-] Martial Academy is really going to be completely defeated today!

"Dean, why don't you let me play with this Junior Lin Feng?"

When Xuanyuan Wushuang was about to start scolding Zhang Sanfeng, a long-lost voice appeared in his ear, followed by Qin Nan's handsome figure.