Gentleman Wushuang of Douluo Continent

Chapter 269

The third round is also over.

I don't know if the result of today's game was unsatisfactory, and there was a lot of resentment behind the scenes, which led to the skyrocketing resentment. Tonight, it was actually full of darkness.

However, the curved crescent moon hangs in the sky, accompanied by dark clouds, like the half makeup of a beauty, which adds a bit of mystery to the night.

How can the mysterious night be passed without any surprises?Of course we have to get it started, otherwise, I'm sorry for setting off the atmosphere here.

No, our lord pope announced that seven of our heavenly chosen teenagers will enter the temple.

"The third round of the finals has come to an end, let's talk about it." Bibi Dong sat on the throne and said coldly.

Hearing this, the seven teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay.

Tell me?What should they say?
The oath of victory?
Or the evaluation of the students after the game?

If it's the former, they'll come right away, if it's the latter...

They have to finish playing here today.

Who knew that they had to watch the battle during the bye break? !

Isn't this all about teachers?

In this kind of 'low-level' competition, isn't the teacher usually going to get the information of the students who are going to participate in the next day to ask them for analysis and come up with a strategy?

Now, what's the situation?

After waiting for a long time to respond, Bibi Dong tapped on the armrest under her hand.

The sound of "Dang bang bang bang" sounded in the main hall, smashing into the ears of every teenager.

Especially the damn roll call.

"Xieyue, as the captain, make a start and set an example."

Xie Yue, whose scalp was numb, swallowed with difficulty, cursing inwardly, Mad, damn captain! ! !Fuck the beginning! ! !

However, he didn't dare to say that.

Otherwise, the pope on the throne would definitely make him regret how long he had such a mouth.

Closer to home, he is the captain after all, and his mentality and ability to withstand stress should not be too bad. He quickly sorted out his thoughts and said two words unruly.

"Definitely."

Yes, must win.

As the Golden Iron Triangle of Wuhun Temple, a young genius, how can he support himself if he doesn't watch those unnutritious games?
Against those hairy kids, his answer was these two words.

This is the strength and the confidence given to him by his teammates.

Bibi Dong nodded, showing no emotion on his face, making it impossible to tell whether he meant it or not.

However, no matter whether it is good or bad, with the captain's big start, the people behind also have a direction, and various inspirational sentences emerge in endlessly.

Bibi Dong sat up straight, looking at Yue Jiuxian who was trying to get away with it, with a smile on her face, she pulled him out to play.

"What about Xiaojiu? Do you have anything to say about the top six competition?"

What the hell is Xiaojiu!
Yue Jiuxian, who instantly understood someone's feelings, twitched the corner of her mouth.

His Excellency the Pope really pays attention to him!
Smile at him like a fool!

Assi, what the hell!
He pouted, "Win to the end."

A good one will win, a good one will win to the end!
"As expected of the young man of my Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong stood up slowly, without being stingy with her praise, but in the next second, she asked a mind-boggling question.

"Then, in the fourth round of the finals, I'll give you a cup of tea to end the battle. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

With that being said, do they dare to have any questions?

The teenagers felt dissatisfied in their hearts, but they did reassure them forcefully, "No problem!"

Bibi Dong smiled charmingly, "Anyone can say big things. If you can't finish it, what should you do? You all know it in your mind, right?"

Yue Jiuxian was a little confused.

As for the teenagers led by Xie Yue, when they heard that hellish place suddenly appeared in their minds, they shuddered instantly.

Now the cowhide is blown up.

(End of this chapter)