"But I will definitely win this trial!"
"You bunch of losers, just wait and experience the feeling of falling into despair step by step!"
Shuangman laughed loudly, looking like a madman.
Bai Moqi was stroking his beard, his eyes filled with excitement.
Who is Shuangman?
The Holy Son of the Demonic Cult!
The son of Jindan Zhenren Shuanghan was chosen from a thousand children. He was subjected to various extreme trials since childhood to hone his foundation and improve his qualities.
Who here is not a country bumpkin from the county?
How can he compare to the best of the younger generation in the county!
Bai Moqi has great confidence in Shuangman.
Only the artist looked worried.
He knew very well that Shuangman's current attitude was completely different from his nature.
When people encounter extremes, they often change.
But whether this is good or bad, I really can’t tell.
The only thing that is certain is that Shuang Man was really hit by Lu Zhengzhi.
The other side.
Everyone in the Lu family was so angry that their faces turned red. They all wanted to beat Shuang Man up, but they were restricted by the rules of the secret realm and could not fight.
Lu Zheng stared at Shuang Man until the rebellious expression on his face became stiff, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Shuangman frowned. What was this guy laughing at?
But he saw Lu Zhengzhi opening his mouth and mouthing to him, "You lose."
Lost?
What did I lose?
The trial hasn't started yet!
How could I lose!
Shuang Man clenched his fists, not daring to believe what Lu Zhengzhi said.
He wanted to discard his words as bullshit, but he couldn't help but wonder if he really lost.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shuangman is in a very bad condition now.
"Holy Son!"
The master's angry shout came from the side, "Have you forgotten? A battle of the heart begins before a battle of the magic!"
"Don't let the other party mess up your mood!"
Shuang Man was stunned, and his heart, which had been as messy as weeds, calmed down instantly at this moment.
"Oh!"
"I was fooled by that guy again."
Shuangman chuckled and his mood instantly calmed down.
"Master, thank you!"
"I've been affected by Lu Zhengzhi since my last defeat, and because of a single word from him, I almost messed up everything."
There was relief in the artist's eyes.
"Holy Son, it all depends on you!"
Shuang Man smiled and said, "Of course!"
"With my talent and spiritual pupils, I don't know how I can lose!"
"If Lu Zhengzhi wants to attack his heart, we'll slap him in the face with facts!"
There was determination in his eyes.
Lu Zhengzhi, this time, I will definitely defeat you!
The other side.
Lu Zhengzhi looked up at the tens of thousands of martial arts books in the sky, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
[Ding! After testing, this technique has a 95% success rate for Lu Dahu, a member of the tribe who invested in it.]
The sound of the rebate system refreshed rapidly along with Lu Zhengzhi's sight.
Finally, he found a yellow-grade, top-grade martial arts technique that was very suitable for Lu Dahu.
"Zhengzhi, you just told Shuangman that he lost. Are you trying to attack his mind?"
Lu Tongming was an old and experienced man. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, as if saying, "I have seen through you a long time ago."
Lu Zhengzhi was stunned, "Huh?"
"What do you mean by attacking the heart? I'm just telling the truth."
"He's definitely doomed."
Even with an investment success rate module, he doesn’t know how to lose!
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