Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1009 The Young Master of Locking Soul Gate ([-])
"I was looking forward to it, so why be so nervous." She knew exactly where she could go, and she was full of confidence.

"It's getting late, let's go to the square to gather!"

When the two came to the competition stage, the entire Tiancheng faction had already arrived.

This competition can only be participated by those who have reached the first-level martial artist and eight-star great magician. Therefore, out of thousands of people, only a few hundred people participated in this competition.

The first few games were group battles, and they were divided into four groups. Each group had 60 to [-] people. The last ten people who stayed on the stage won the next game. The competition was fierce.

It's just that this kind of group battle has become commonplace for Su Changle. I still remember that when I was in the group battle at Chaoyun Academy, those people hardly dared to get close to her.

"Chang Le, let's get back to back for a while, and we will hit anyone who dares to get close." Situ Qingyin waved his fist.

"Don't worry, there is me."

Fortunately, Su Changle and Situ Qingyin were indeed assigned to the same batch. At the same time, Ximen Yao and Na Mu Shaoqiu were also there, and Gong Wujue and Yin Ruoning were in the last batch.

Following the order of the Great Elder, dozens of people rushed forward trying to occupy the best combat position.

Ximen Yao and Mu Shaoqiu seemed to have colluded and deliberately asked a few huge men to stand in front of them. When they walked up to the competition stage, only the outermost positions were left unoccupied.

Everyone is very smart, almost all in groups of three or five, and a team will never exceed ten people. On the contrary, only Su Changle and Situ Qingyin are in the team, looking a bit depressed and lonely.

"Get them down first." Mu Shaoqiu whispered, and immediately, several people cautiously approached Su Changle and the others.

"Chang Le, we are obviously hated by others." Situ Qingyin swallowed as he watched the group of people staring at him.

"It's just being surrounded, what are you afraid of." Su Changle was very calm, swept her cold eyes, jumped over the crowd and landed on Mu Shaoqiu and Ximen Yao who stood behind the crowd like uncles, her red lips fluttered lightly, and her beautiful eyes blinked .

There is a baby that she hasn't practiced for a long time, and today she is the 'washboard queen' who will come out again.

Seeing Su Changle suddenly put one hand behind her back, those who approached her were startled and took a step back, staring straight at her hand.

However, when Su Changle took out a washboard, everyone couldn't help being shocked, and then burst into laughter, looking at the washboard in Su Changle's hands, their eyes filled with disdain.

"Junior Sister, don't you want to use this broken board to deal with us, wishful thinking." Ximen Yao snorted coldly.

Su Changle's voice was cold and full of confidence, "You'll know if you try it."

Situ Qingyin was even more nervous, "Chang Le, you, don't be joking, now is not the time to do laundry."

Su Changle raised her eyebrows, "Whoever said that I wash clothes with a washboard, and who stipulated that the washboard can only wash clothes, today I will let you take a good look at the other functions of the washboard."

As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped into the crowd of people in a flash, raised her hand and spun around, the washboard was like the wings of a windmill, and everyone she touched was photographed.

"what--"

"Ouch—"

There were screams one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there were already several people lying down on the stage.

Stopped, returned to Situ Qingyin and pulled her in another direction, hugged the washboard with her arms around her chest, and said arrogantly, "Try your hand first, you go on, I, Su Changle, am standing here, I don't have long eyes Just come over here, I want to see if you are lucky enough to be hit by the washboard in my hand or if you get me down."

(End of this chapter)