He came to Mu Xuefeng and bowed his head to apologize again.

It was just the edge of the gap in his eyes, but he looked at Su Ping next to him, full of hatred and anger.

Su Ping glanced at the other party, too lazy to pay attention to him, but was just a small person like an ant. No matter how much hatred he had, it would have no effect on him.

Any big shot in this world will be hated. As long as you stand tall and have enough people know it, it will attract a lot of hatred. No one can kill all the hatred of himself. This is unrealistic.

"It's nothing, just go back and practice well." Mu Xuefeng comforted her softly.

On the stage, Zhuang Bizhe looked at He Buyu on the other side and said, "Who will you send next?"

"Senior brother, let me be." The young man surnamed Qin on the stage took over and said.

Zhuang Bizhe was stunned, his face slightly cold: "Do you want to continue challenging? You have already challenged!"

"But I was not satisfied. This senior brother was a little too weak just now and I haven't really let me show it." The young young man from Qin smiled and said, "I came to the discussion with the heart of studying. If I didn't learn anything, I would end up with a little regret."

Zhuang Bizhe's eyes narrowed, and a hint of coldness and anger flashed.

The boy obviously planned to suppress the whole audience by taking one challenge.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhuang, since it's a competition, you must have fun." He Buyu chuckled.

Zhuang Bizhe's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly: "Okay, then have fun, Xiao Tang, come next."

He directly sent out the strongest Tang Jingyu.

In the audience, many disciples turned their eyes to a handsome young man who looked like a handsome young man.

Many female disciples showed admiration in their eyes. The latter was deeply loved by their hearts, both in appearance and talent and family background.

"It's easy to say."

Tang Jingyu looked calm, smiled and nodded, then jumped into the deep ditch below, and a little bit his toes on the ground, then bounced up like a swallow, landing on the ring more than 20 meters high.

The movements are flowing, light and graceful.

Many female disciples were shining, and with the previous Ma Bai, they immediately felt the gap.

"snort!"

When Ma Bai saw the other party's body movement, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show it. He was just secretly annoyed and looked at him frequently. It was all because Su Ping next to him, which made him the first cannon fodder to go into battle.

"please."

Tang Jingyu fell on the stage and said calmly.

The young man surnamed Qin showed a little interest in his eyes and smiled. After Zhuang Bizhe announced the start, he suddenly took action. This time the speed was obviously faster, floating like a butterfly, approaching Tang Jingyu.

Tang Jingyu punched him out, and the agile body movement of the young man surnamed Qin came to an abrupt end, as if he was seen through, forced to resist, and his body retreated several steps backwards.

The boy showed a serious look on his face: "It's interesting, he's a qualified opponent."

After saying that, he ravaged his body again, and this time he smashed dozens of punches in an instant, and his figures were divided into three, as if there were two phantoms, and he also punched at the same time.
Chapter completed!