First-class genius doctor allure

Chapter 288 Instant Reversal
"Fuck her, what's the origin of this kid? It can't be just an ordinary Taoist priest, right? Can ordinary Taoist priests hang and beat people who are higher than themselves? He not only hanged a pair, but also beat a group of people. I'm so obedient , It’s incredible, it’s incredible.”

"You don't even think about who Master Guoshi is. Can the people he recommends be bad? Don't talk about beating these people in the Foundation Establishment Stage, maybe even those in the Golden Core Stage can win."

"No, no, this is absolutely impossible. Although the Jindan Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage are close to each other, their strengths are vastly different. Even if his kid can beat someone at the ninth level of the Foundation Stage Cultivator Dan Qi also has no chance of winning."

"Stop arguing, the final is coming soon, and you will know what will happen then." The man with yellow hair stood up.

He persuaded the emotional people around him to sit back in their seats, quietly waiting for the next game.

Jing Ge won the game, but felt nothing.

This time she did almost nothing in the competition, all thanks to Frost Sword.

It was too easy to win.

She stepped onto the stands and returned to Bai Ye.

The snacks on the table were changed to a few different ones, but they were undoubtedly her favorites.

While eating snacks, Jing Ge noticed the hateful eyes cast not far away.

She took out a small white towel and wiped her mouth, then turned to look over.

It happened to meet Xi Jianwu's resentful and angry eyes that he hadn't had time to take back.

Jing Ge curled her lips into a sneer, and wiped Xi Jianwu's neck.

Xi Jianwu was so angry that he almost broke the arm of the chair with a slap.

"Snapped!"

"Father." Xi Chang'an and Xi Changgui, who were sitting on both sides of him, immediately greeted him warmly.

"Wow." Xi Jianwu was so angry that he swung his hands and swept all the tea and snacks on the table to the ground.

Pointing at Xi Changgui's nose and yelling: "You bastard, how do you do things? I asked you to teach others, not to give away your head to show off!"

Xi Changgui lowered his head, allowing Xi Jianwu to scold furiously, not daring to refute even a word.

Xi Changan, who was next to him, took the opportunity to be courteous, angrily reprimanded his servants to come and pack things, replace them with new tea, brought the tea respectfully, and sent it to Xi Jianwu, swallowing his breath, "Father, don't be angry, there are An Ming and Yao As for Yao, the strength of their brother and sister can easily be used to deal with stinky Taoist priests..."

"Wow, no way, Young Master Xi lost?"

Xi Changan hadn't finished boasting proudly, but the stands on the opposite side became noisy again.

At this time, the person who appeared at the position of the teleportation array was exactly the group of the Seventh Prince.

The reason they were boiling was not because the Seventh Prince Murongli won the match, but because Xi Anming lost.

Hearing this, Xi Chang'an quickly stood up, rushed to the railing in a panic, and looked at the teleportation array in disbelief.

His proud son really lost!
But why?
An Ming has been using the blood spirit beads to cultivate for the past three months, and has made rapid progress.Although it is claimed to be the sixth stage of foundation establishment, in fact An Ming has already reached the ninth stage of foundation establishment, and he is almost able to break through to the golden core stage.

In this team, the only person An Ming might lose is Murongli.

Only when he makes a move can An Ming be hurt.

But why?
The two have never had any grievances or enmities, and there is no reason why Murongli would suddenly target An Ming.

Unless...unless the matter of the Blood Lingzhu is exposed.

No... This is also impossible. If the matter of the Blood Lingzhu was exposed, why didn't the Seventh Prince expose it in public?Instead, choose to secretly teach An Ming a lesson behind his back?

This is not in line with the Seventh Prince's style.

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