The Yun Family s Ninth Child is an Imp! - Chapter 5963
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Chapter 5963: Chapter 5963. She was not a fool
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After repeated inspections by the judges, they did not find anything wrong with the cause of Duan Li’s death. The emcee had no choice but to announce, “In this round, Yan Qingcheng of the Ten Directional Academy wins!”
Although the people of the ten directional academy also felt that Yan Qingcheng’s victory was somewhat inexplicable, but no matter what, the ten directional academy only had one single sapling left, so they were naturally very happy.
President Yu furrowed his brows tightly. Seeing president Gu’s smiling face, he couldn’t help but say in a strange tone,
“President Gu, I didn’t expect that your Yan Qingcheng’s luck is actually quite good.
However, our divine enlightenment academy still has eleven people. If Yan Qingcheng wants to enter the top ten, she needs to win at least two more rounds.
Putting her cultivation aside, I reckon that her physical strength can’t support her to last two more rounds, right?”
President Gu’s smile froze on his face. That’s right. Yan Qingcheng had already fought three rounds, especially the last two rounds. would her stamina be able to keep up?
Besides, her luck would run out eventually. Would she still be able to win the next round?
On the stage, Hei Xinjiu was not confident either. Her stamina was not a problem. After all, Gouwei Bacao was constantly replenishing her stamina. Moreover, she did not expend much energy in the previous two rounds, she had relied on her “Intelligence”to win.
However, she could not use Buddha’s candle and Xiao Heiniao’s skills anymore. What would she rely on to win the next round? Why not just admit defeat?
Just as Yun Chujiu was pondering, the host asked her to draw again.
This fellow drew a lot casually. She did not feel any psychological burden. Anyway, no matter who she drew, she would admit defeat after a few strokes.
“Yan Qingcheng, I didn’t expect you to win two rounds in a row. You Won’t be able to pass this round so easily.”
The person who spoke was a woman with an extraordinary appearance. However, the gaze she gave Yun chujiu was filled with disdain and viciousness, and there was also a hint of jealousy mixed within.
Yun chujiu had seen this woman’s introduction in the “Atlas of Heroes”. Fan Liuyun was one of the four fairies of the divine enlightenment continent. He was at the sixth level of the divine summoning realm and had a water spirit root.
Yun chujiu was not unfamiliar with the way she looked at her, because that was how Xiao Lianqiao and Jian Zhuyu looked at her.
It was really strange. Why was this little B * TCH looking at her like that?
Fan Liuyun saw that Yun Chujiu did not say anything but looked at her like she was looking at a lunatic. He could not help but become angry out of embarrassment and immediately released his spiritual water body.
The huge mouth of the spiritual water body immediately came towards Yun Chujiu. Yun chujiu quickly dodged it and complained in her heart. This little B * TCH clearly had enmity towards her. She was afraid that even if she wanted to admit defeat, it would not be so easy. If she really could not.., she might as well just jump off the competition stage.
This fellow made up her mind and prepared to find an opportunity to jump off the competition stage. Nothing was more important than her life. She was not an idiot.
Therefore, this fellow deliberately retreated to the edge of the competition stage.
To outsiders, she was forced back by Fan Liuyun and was in danger. They were sure that she would lose very soon.
Qi chen snorted, “Qu Feng, this time, that little trash will definitely lose! I want to see what other tricks she has up her sleeves. If I find evidence of her cheating, I want to see where your old face will go!”
“Yo, Yo, you old fart, can’t afford to lose? ! Also, watch your words, don’t call her a little trash. She’s a little trash, how is she a little trash? !”Qu Feng curled his lips and said.
Qi Chen didn’t reply. His attention was on the competition stage, staring at Yun Chujiu’s every move.