Ruan Jun's face turned cold: "I should be the one saying this!"
Yun Jin couldn't help but accuse him, "Brother Ruan, we cultivators can't just talk big. We need to do more practical work and show our true colors on the stage!"
Ruan Jun: “???”
Wasn’t it Yunjin who started it?
He gritted his teeth and said, "Just enjoy these last moments!"
Yun Jin nodded seriously, then said, "Thank you for your blessing, Senior Brother."
Ruan Jun: “???”
Is this a blessing?
He turned his head away and didn't want to pay any attention to Yun Jin at all!
The draw results are out.
Yun Jin actually drew a bye, so her strength cannot be seen for the time being.
While everyone felt a little regretful, they temporarily turned their attention to the next ring match.
"No. 1, No. 49. No. 2, No. 48. No. 3, No. 47. Please come on stage." Zhao Wuji announced in a cold voice.
The first round of three games starts at the same time!
Ruan Jun slowly walked onto the ring. He didn't look at his opponent, but instead looked at Yun Jin coldly, then made a beheading gesture to her.
Yun Jin smiled at him, and then set up a stall like magic, and quickly put various snacks and teas on it.
"You're bound to get thirsty after watching the game! Free tea!"
"Don't you want to find something to do on boring days? A bag of melon seeds only costs one low-grade spirit stone."
“All handmade dim sum will leave you with an unforgettable aftertaste.”
The sound stone has begun to automatically transmit sound.
Ruan Jun: “…”
Zhao Wuji: “…”
Zhao Wuji glanced at Lin Ya angrily: "The Disciple Competition is such an important occasion! Disciple, do you still care about the sect's affairs?"
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