Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 140 Too disrespectful, isn't it?

Luo Huoqin took them to sign up after waiting until the registration time on the last day.

At this time, there were very few people at the registration office, and only one tutor was sitting behind the desk, twirling the brush in his hand in every possible way.

Luo Huoqin walked forward with her friends.

"Mentor, we want to sign up for the college competition."

The instructor glanced at them and felt unfamiliar. He didn't seem to have seen these students very much before. He pulled a piece of paper and asked, "What's your name and what class are you in?"

"Luo Huoqin, Class D."

"Gong Xiaoyue, Class D."

"Ye Linger, Class D."

"Li Gang, Class D."

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When they reported their names and classes, a hint of surprise flashed in the instructor's eyes.

It seemed that they didn't expect that these people in class D would have the courage to sign up for the college competition, but they didn't say much.

Pick up a pen to register their information, put the pen on the ink table, cross your hands, look at them and say: "The competition will start tomorrow. In the Houshan arena, the instructor of the arena will first let you draw lots to determine the rankings. It's nothing, go down and get ready."

"Thank you teacher."

Luo Huoqin thanked her and prepared to leave with her friends.

Ning Nuannuan and others walked over, seeing the eight people leave from the registration office, they immediately sneered.

Go around them and go to the registration office.

That sarcastic voice fell into the ears of Luo Huoqin and the others along with the wind.

"Tell me, why is this person always so ignorant of himself, and doesn't look at his own strength before doing things."

"That's right, it's really courageous for a few wastes to dare to participate in the competition."

"I see, they are just looking for abuse."

Gong Xiaoyue and the others were used to hearing such ridicules, and pulled Luo Huoqin away calmly.

Luo Huoqin praised their attitude.

Finally, it won't blow up at every turn.

The eight of them returned to the classroom together. Gong Xiaoyue clenched her fists and said with great ambition: "I've been working hard to cultivate now. I think the method Huoqin said is a bit useful. Sometimes, I can use the blood spirit to shoot out the wind blade. Yes. Those who have insulted and ridiculed us, in the college competition, I will definitely cry them! Hmph!"

Small code word expert: Hahaha, I support you to cry them.

Young Master: I am relieved to see that the friends of the broadcaster are so confident.

"I still can't practice the wind blade." Ye Ling'er said sullenly.

Sun Fei comforted her: "It's okay, I can't practice yet, keep working hard, we can do it too."

"I'm more curious about how far Huoqin has been cultivated." Mo Jiaqi stared at Luo Huoqin, with the flames of admiration flickering: "We are all taught by Huoqin, Huoqin must be even more powerful."

"That's for sure." Li Gang echoed: "Huoqin must be better than those in Class A class!"

Luo Huoqin blinked, and said mysteriously: "When the college competition starts, you will know."

Gong Xiaoyue leaned close to her and hugged her neck: "You are too shameless, even we keep it a secret."

"It's not a matter of loyalty or disloyalty." Luo Huoqin tore her hand off her neck: "Don't you think that when you watch the game, you will be even more pleasantly surprised?"

Coquettish slut: Our broadcaster must be the best!
Mo Ruoxi: I just quietly waited for those people to be slapped in the face by the broadcaster, and let them mess around now.

(End of this chapter)