Shura God Emperor

"Ming Xin, it seems that we are all misguided."

A second-class student next to Qing Mingxin, the young man second only to Qing Mingxin in strength frowned and said.

Students of this level don't need them to come forward.

But no matter what, they also pin their hopes on Guo Xuandan.

But I didn't expect that Guo Xuandan would not lower the opponent.

After all, in their opinion, Xiao Yu was just a person who could directly enter the main peak with the light of Chu Dongmen.

Even if there were too many legends about Xiao Yu before, even if he got the top spot in the entrance exam and came to the upper court, the tiger had to lie on his stomach.

Qing Mingxin nodded slightly and said, "Guo Xuandan has the element of underestimating the enemy. But it is undeniable that this kid is indeed good. It's just that he didn't expect that his method of refining is such a high-level monster."

"This should be some chance, plus I heard that this kid is also a soul cultivator, but there is no way for the soul to practice in the lower court, so he is not a true formation mage."

"Then what do you mean?" The people around were all looking at Qing Mingxin. They seemed to want to know how Qing Mingxin commented on this kid who had been blown away before coming up.

Qing Mingxin said indifferently: "First of all, Guo Xuandan underestimates the enemy first, so that the first opportunity is lost half of it. And have you noticed that although the kid's body training exercises are advanced, the punch just now is his full strength."

"If Guo Xuandan goes all out from the beginning, he and the kid will have a six-to-four chance. But in the end, Guo Xuandan's body defense has been broken. If you look at it this way, Guo Xuandan is also five to five with this kid."

Qing Mingxin commented so that everyone around him nodded slightly, seeming to agree with him.

They usually perform tasks together, and they all have a high status among the second-class disciples.

Therefore, their vision will naturally not be the same as that of ordinary people.

It's just that, at first, Xiao Yu's disdain and underestimation, now it's a bit squarely.

Guo Xuandan's defeat naturally made him lose face.

Xiao Yu naturally gained both fame and fortune.

"Thanks for your 100 flint stones." Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"Hold on."

After a while, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Yang Yu!"

A young man in black robes walked over, and many people also recognized him.

"Hello Elder Zhang." When Yang Yan came up, he greeted Elder Zhang.

Elder Zhang said indifferently: "Yang Yu, is the task completed?"

"Well, I just came back and wanted to adjust my breath. I didn't expect to see it so lively."

"I heard that Yang Yan took good care of Guo Xuandan in the upper court."

"The two were known as brothers when they were in the lower court. Later, Yang Yan was favored by many teachers and accepted as a student. Now he is much stronger than Guo Xuandan."

Yang Yan looked at Xiao Yu and said indifferently: "Junior Brother Xiao, one more friend is more than one enemy, isn't it? Not to mention that Xuan Dan has been injured, so it's better to treat it as a lesson."

"You mean, return the flint to him?" Xiao Yu raised his brows and sneered in his heart.

This person must return the flint when he comes up. Who is he?

"How much my brother has offended, I hope to forgive me." Yang Yan did not answer Xiao Yu head-on, but instead apologized to Xiao Yu.

Obviously Yang Yan was here to take Guo Xuandan, but that kind of lofty posture didn't mean to let it go, even if the words were enough to give Xiao Yu face.

"I would like to bet and lose, I'm afraid your brother is embarrassed to go back?"

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