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Chapter 267 How to surrender without a fight
Feeling the fluctuations in the air, Mo An immediately put the long sword in his hand in front of him. The blade of the sword shone with an icy color, and the wolf beast standing in front of him suddenly slammed into a place.

Sun Fei couldn't dodge in time, she showed her figure under the impact, and she fell to the ground like flying.

After all, with her current ability, she still can't dodge the wolf beast that has reached the fifth level.

The instructor immediately read out the results of the competition.

"As a result of this round, Mo An won."

This game did not exceed 10 minutes at most, which was unbelievably fast.

Luo Huoqin rubbed her chin, thinking about taking them to the World of Warcraft Forest to practice in the future.

After all, she hadn't practiced before, and she didn't blame them for not being able to win the first encounter with a monster.

The audience in the audience obviously did not expect that this time the game would end so soon.

"It seems that the people in class D are really not very good. You see, she knelt down when she met a real master in class A."

"I don't think so, it's just because Mo'an has a fifth-level monster like a wolf beast as a blood spirit, and the blood spirits in the D-level class are waste blood spirits. Everyone knows this. If the two of them are really allowed to fight alone , I don’t know who will win.”

"That's right. People in the D-grade class rely on good skills, but now it seems that the monster blood spirit is the most practical."

"Skills must be strong, and blood spirits must also be strong. Only one of them is not enough."

"..."

While they were discussing, the second round was already in full swing.

Zhao Zhuo played against Luo Ziyuan.

Luo Huoqin touched her chin, what a coincidence, it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

Seeing that Zhao Zhuo was about to go on stage, Luo Huoqin stood up from his seat, walked to his side, whispered something in his ear, and said, "Go."

Zhao Zhuo nodded and came to the stage.

The friends sat in the back, looking at Luo Huoqin curiously, wanting to know what she said to Zhao Zhuo just now.

Xiao Luoxuan watched Luo Huoqin sit down beside him with a gloomy gaze.

Obviously it was the same indifferent expression as before, but Luo Huoqin somehow had the illusion that she had met a wild man privately.

Embarrassed, Luo Huoqin explained subconsciously: "That's my little partner, I told him to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead if he couldn't beat him later."

"..." Xiao Luoxuan.

"..." Dark Wind.

They have always believed in fighting if they can't beat them, but this woman surrendered if she couldn't beat her...

The melon eaten by the crowd: I feel sorry for Fei Fei, but I lost.

Administrator: If you lose, you lose. It’s okay, just do your best.

Tang Sanshao: Yes, the broadcaster will always win back!

……

As soon as the instructor finished reading the game, Luo Ziyuan took out her two swords and summoned her own monster blood spirit.

The majestic golden lion stood beside her and roared so loudly that it almost made people kneel.

"Good guy, it turned out to be a sixth-order golden lion."

"She has competed so many times, and this is the first time I have seen her summon her own blood spirit."

"It seems that the person in Class D is also doomed."

"Then why not lose? A second-level cultivator is against a sixth-level Golden Lion, not to mention Luo Ziyuan is still a third-level cultivator. No matter how you look at it, no one in this D-level class can win."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Zhuo immediately lay down on the ground and surrendered.

"……"tutor.

"..." Onlookers.

"..." The friends suddenly hated iron for being weak.

How can you surrender without a fight!
(End of this chapter)