[Oh my god!]
Who's messing around here?
He followed the sound and came to the door of Lounge No. 1.
The door was not closed tightly, but left a gap.
Inside were Yang Jinchao's younger brother and Yang Jinchao's Taoist partner.
At this moment, the two of them were practicing their unique skills on the sofa...
[Humph, wearing a hat before dying.]
[It seems that such a wonderful scene must be recorded. ]
He took out the camera mirror he had obtained from Yan An and injected Xuan Qi into it...
The scene inside appeared in the mirror.
At this moment, thirteen figures were lined up in a row, facing Miaomiao on the podium.
Miaomiao smiled and glanced at everyone, finally staying on Lu Jingzhi for three full seconds.
"Okay, let's start drawing lots now."
As Miaomiao finished speaking, the staff quickly lifted a box onto the stage.
Then, Miaomiao reached out and drew the first number ball from the box...
When it was the second round, Miaomiao took out a white numbered ball from the box, opened it and saw the number seventy-eight clearly printed on it.
Then, without hesitation, she reached into the box again, and this time she took out a bright red ball.
The staff member quickly took the ball and twisted it, then handed the note inside to Miaomiao.
After Miaomiao got the note, her eyes lit up slightly, and a look of excitement and anticipation appeared on her face.
"Number 78 versus Number 1!" Miaomiao's clear voice rang out, immediately arousing enthusiastic response from the audience.
The topic of the dark horse versus the triple crown champion quickly spread throughout the arena, with people whispering and discussing it.
Yang Jinzhao raised the corners of his mouth, unable to hide his inner joy.
He walked quickly to Lu Jingzhi and said in a low voice, "Your death is approaching, and my brother's revenge will finally be avenged."
Hearing this, Lu Jingzhi showed a puzzled look, "Do I have a grudge against your brother?"
Yang Jinchao stretched out his right hand and grabbed his clothes. "A few days ago, your people made my brother stupid for two days. Have you forgotten?!"
Hearing his words, Lu Jingzhi's mind emerged with the silly man standing next to Yan An when he was competing with Nan Ye a few days ago.
Suddenly realizing what was going on, he sneered, "It's because your brother wanted to tease my wife, you deserve it."
"Besides, he has a good brother like you. I believe he will definitely repay you well."
Yang Jinchao looked confused, but he quickly put it behind him.
The tension between the two could be smelled even in the audience, which added to the excitement.
In the lounge, Nan Ye looked at the big screen through the glass.
"Sister Yan An, when did this person become enemies with Brother Lu?"
Yan An was lying on the chaise longue, eating some fruit, her white and tender legs casually crossed.
She said lazily, "At that time, his brother said he wanted to become my Taoist partner. I refused, but he still insisted on staying with me."
"So I used some tricks to make him feel dazed for two days."
Nan Ye laughed gloatingly, "This guy really deserves it. Sister Yan An did a great job."
"By the way, what are the chances of Brother Lu defeating him?"
"very."
In the arena——
When the draw is complete, one woman receives a bye and advances directly to the next round.
Lu Jingzhi strode onto the stage and looked at him from a distance, with endless murderous intent in each other's eyes.
The golden shield slowly rose from the arena until it closed.
Miaomiao raised her right hand and shouted through the loudspeaker, "Life and Death Tournament, fourth round, twelve to six, the competition begins!"
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