But those props are some of the best stuff that have been kept in the bottom of the box. Song Nuanxia really feels that it is not worth using them in this kind of competition!
But…
Song Nuanxia turned her head to look at Xi Liuqing who was watching the game intently, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.
No, she must defeat the heroine in front of the hero of the world, so that the hero can see her shining points. She must press Liu Qingqing to the ground and rub her in front of Xi Liuqing.
Thinking of this, Song Nuanxia couldn't care less about anything else. What if she used props? As long as she won, that was all!
Soon, the first match began, and the first to be sent out was Du Hongzhi. After all, the opponent in this match was quite capable, and it couldn't be treated as a casual training.
As soon as Du Hongzhi stepped forward, the other side sent out a young man. The young man usually performed very well in the academy, but the only shortcoming was that once he encountered something related to Song Nuanxia, he would become like a person who had lost his mind.
Therefore, generally not many people are willing to get close to Song Nuanxia, but it is undeniable that young people are indeed considered to be among the upper-class people.
"Oh, let me tell you, you..."
The first thing he did when he got on stage was to make some harsh remarks. The young man was about to say something harsh, but Du Hongzhi stopped him with an expressionless face:
"Okay, let's get started and stop talking nonsense."
What's the point of talking so much nonsense? It won't give you any bonus to your military strength. There's no benefit in winning, and losing will only make you lose face. There's no good in that.
However, in the eyes of the young man, Du Hongzhi didn't take him seriously at all. The young man's expression twisted:
"Just wait for me, today I..."
Du Hongzhi had no intention of letting the young man finish his words. The game started automatically the moment the two of them stood on the court. Du Hongzhi didn't care whether his opponent was ready or not and just started fighting.
The young man who was interrupted again had an "MMP" in his mind that he didn't know whether to say it or not!
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