Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1878 The Provocation of Red Maple College ([-])
If you want to ask Rong Jiujiu what kind of handsome man he likes the most, it must be the most popular young man in the modern entertainment industry.

Rong Wanwan still remembers that last year when his family went to play in modern times, the little nympho Rong Jiujiu actually rode his little mount and flew to the home of a certain little fresh meat!
It's flying!

At that time, the little fresh meat was so frightened that his face was pale and pale, and he said that he had run into a ghost.

Later, it was the mother who came out and erased his memory.

"elder sister……"

"Forget about fresh meat, sister, I still prefer mature uncles." Rong Wanwan pinched her tender little face, and extinguished the fire with a wave of her palm fan.

"The fish is ready, eat it quickly, and let's watch the game after eating."

Rong Wanwan thought about finding an opportunity to send the two little guys to Tiancheng faction. Being by her side really hindered her from finding a handsome man!
There is no other reason, Rong Jiujiu wants to grab this item.

Arena

At this time, more than half of the competition had passed, all five players from Bronze Academy lost, and only one person from Chengnan Academy was fighting against students from Hongfeng Academy.

There is only one person left in Chaoyun Academy now except for Rong Jiujiu.

At this moment, there are only two people left in Hongfeng Academy, one is competing on the stage, and the other is Liu Yunyao who made the grand finale.

A scream suddenly sounded from the competition platform, and a parabola suddenly appeared in midair, accompanied by a loud 'plop', the last person from Chengnan College also lost.

Seeing this, Peng Guanghui hurriedly bowed his hands to the principal of Chengnan College, "Concession."

He said, but his face was full of pride, "Principal Baimei, now there are only two of our colleges left, why hasn't your little friend shown up?"

"What's the hurry, my family's grand finale is much more noble than yours, so the way of appearance is naturally more amazing." Facing Peng Guanghui's provocation, his brows and eyelids didn't even bat an eyelid.

"Hmph, more noble than Yunyao, I'm afraid she hasn't been born yet on this Mowu Continent!" Peng Guanghui snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Liu Yunyao who was looking at Lou Xinghan affectionately.

This time he will be the first at Red Maple Academy.

"Mr. Peng Xin, it's your turn." Lin Feng glanced at Tuoba Kuo, the mentor of the Red Maple Academy who was proud of winning three consecutive rounds on the stage, and frowned.

He knew this Tuoba Kuo. He came to Chaoyun Academy to participate in the recruitment of tutors and was eliminated. Later, by chance, he was spotted by Peng Guanghui and went to Hongfeng Academy.

He remembered that Tuoba Kuo was no more than a four-star great magician at that time, but in just one year, he had already reached the level of a one-star magister.

Tuoba Kuo's talent is mediocre, so there is no reason for him to improve so quickly.

Eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Peng Guanghui who was drinking tea on the main stage.

It seems that Peng Guanghui has used some method to help Tuoba Kuo improve his strength, the purpose is to allow Tuoba Kuo to enter Chaoyun Academy one day to avenge his shame.

Hmph, good trick.

"Mr. Peng Xin's strength is good, but he cultivates fighting spirit. Tuoba Kuo is a one-star magister. When the two are at the same level of cultivation, the magic practitioner will have the upper hand!"

"I think our academy is doomed to lose this time, but it's a pity that Young Master Chong Xiao and Young Master Ye Qing are not mentors, otherwise they will kill each other in seconds."

"Hey, don't talk about it, I don't come that night, I think I'm afraid..."

Listening to the discussions around him, Peng Xin became more and more nervous. He watched his companion lose, and now his mood has begun to become unstable.

Peng Xin knew that even if he tried his best, he could not be Tuoba Kuo's opponent.

This is the gap between fighting qi practitioners and magic practitioners.

(End of this chapter)