He grabbed the fair-skinned youth and the otherworldly-looking cultivator and pushed them off the edge of the arena. Seeing the two being pushed off by Ming Beiya, Mo Shisheng quickly stood up and announced, "The last person remaining on the arena is eliminated, the rest..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Beiya grabbed the nearest person, pulled up the ethereal cultivator, threw him back onto the arena, and then jumped down himself.
Mo Shisheng: "...???"
What kind of crazy move is this?! It's breathtaking!!
Qi Muxiao: "..."
Is it really possible to play like this?
Nan Xiao: "..."
Yes, he knew it. How could Ming Beiya be eliminated so easily?
Ming Beiya stood below the arena with the fair-skinned young man. He slightly raised his face and met Mo Shisheng's gaze. "Princess, this is the third and final round."
"..."
Mo Shisheng gritted her teeth, a stiff smile on her delicate, youthful face. She hadn't announced the winner or loser at the beginning because she wanted to keep this trick up her sleeve.
Because she didn't know Ming Beiya's strength, she thought that if Ming Beiya won, she would be eliminated; if Ming Beiya lost, that would be just right.
But she clearly saw Ming Beiya throw those two off the arena, leaving them no room to maneuver. Yet, before the cultivator even touched the ground, she was pulled up.
This is breathtaking!
Mo Shisheng was utterly impressed!
"Cultivators eliminated, proceed to the third round!"
Mo Shisheng gritted her teeth and announced the result, her eyes like sharp blades falling on Ming Beiya, as if she wanted to cut flesh off him!
Cultivator: "...??"
what happened??
Although he knew he would be eliminated, wasn't he just about to fall off the stage? He clearly heard that those who fell off the stage could stay, so how did he end up on the stage again?
What's going on here?!
The cultivator looked regretful. Everyone knew that this princess was the emperor's favorite. If he became her master, his status would be guaranteed. But now he had clearly missed out on that position!
How hateful! Young people these days are so wicked!
After the cultivators were taken away, only Ming Beiya and the fair-skinned young man remained on the stage.
Mo Shisheng was furious to see Ming Beiya still on the stage, but there was nothing she could do.
"Princess, what are the rules for the third round of the competition?"
Ming Beiya smiled, a beautiful smile emanating from his lips, his dark eyes fixed on her.
"..."
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
What's with the rush!
Hearing Ming Beiya urging her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, staring at him with a cold light in her eyes, "The rules for the third round of the competition will be announced tomorrow. I'm tired today, so all of you may leave."
Although Mo Shisheng's voice was still young, it was incredibly domineering when he said those words.
...
"Pfft, hahaha, this isn't like Miss at all."
Seeing that Mo Shisheng had solved two difficult problems in a row and then said those words, Jiang Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I wonder what Miss will ask for the third problem."
"I think I'll have to think about it carefully."
Jiang Ge smiled and said, "Miss probably didn't expect the young prince to do something so shameless."
“Yes, Your Highness doesn’t seem like the kind of person who would do something like that, but his methods are indeed despicable.” Jiang Yao nodded in agreement. “It’s just that Miss has suffered. The devil is always one step ahead of the saint.”
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