"If you don't have it, don't learn it. You can't learn a handsome temperament." Zhan Zhaolin muttered while dodging their blockade.
"Oh."
Although they cannot learn the essence of Nan Shuai.
But he is a high-level person after all, and he can use his own attributes and the mountain-splitting axe at the same time, and the mountain-splitting axe will turn into fire in a while.
Then there was an icicle-like axe, allowing him to experience the dual effects of ice and fire.
"Damn, you guys can still play like this..."
“…”
Nan Shuai, who was standing below, suddenly discovered a new and interesting way to play. He stroked his chin and said, "This is indeed a very good way to play."
He had only wanted to use a simple and rough axe to split the mountain.
But ignore such fun gameplay.
Seeing the light in his eyes, Xiao Chengyan smiled helplessly and jokingly said, "Look, your apprentices are spread all over the continent."
"That's who I am." Nan Shuai held his head high and chest out, looking rare and proud.
"ha."
On the competition stage.
Zhan Zhaolin was no longer as high-spirited as before. He was running around everywhere, and he was depressed. Why were they beating him up in every game?
He is either running around or on his way to running around.
Don't give him any chance to show off.
"You are bullying the weak. And you, are you team members? Look at me getting beaten." Zhan Zhaolin scolded the three people beside him.
This time the three of them woke up as if from a dream.
Just about to rescue.
But the other party obviously didn't want to play anymore. While they were shocked by the axe, they looked at each other to convey the message.
Then Zhan Zhaolin was thrown off the stage.
By analogy, one of them knocked down two people at once, both intending to die together, so only one person was left on the stage.
Those are the people from Tiancang College.
The game was lost in such a dramatic scene.
"Tsk." Nan Shuai couldn't bear to watch Zhan Zhaolin's miserable condition. He had already left the stage, but the other team was afraid that he would cause trouble.
Have a game of Jenga.
Zhan Zhaolin was furious, rolling his eyes fiercely. "You beast...ah, you beast, the competition...it's over, and you're still bullying me. Don't you...have a guilty conscience?"
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