"Of course! Dongfang Jingchong will never let go of any grudge!"
"That ponytailed boy is in trouble now!"
“…”
Nan Batian frowned when he saw this.
He couldn't help but send a voice message to Song Ji, questioning, "Dean, how can we compete now? Mu Yin is the one I've chosen, but now he's facing Dongfang Jingchong, who's three levels higher than him..."
"I'm afraid it's dealt with."
Song Ji: "Don't worry, don't worry."
When Nan Batian heard this, he glared at Song Ji in annoyance.
rest assured?
Don't be in a hurry?
Can this be trusted? The difference in their cultivation levels is enormous, and the outcome is foreseeable.
Nan Batian looked at Mu Yin with concern, and sighed in his heart that this kid Mu Yin suffered from the disadvantages of experience and age.
If he can be trained for a few more years and reach the same age as Dongfang Jingchong, he will definitely be able to defeat Dongfang Jingchong!
Song Ji lowered his eyes to look at Dongfang Jingchong on the stage and said seriously, "Are you sure you want to challenge Mu Yin?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Jingchong raised his hand, bowed, and nodded.
"Disciple is sure."
"Okay." Song Ji nodded and looked at Elder Mu, asking him to arrange the start and end of the challenge.
now--
Dongfang Jingchong smiled provocatively at Yun Zheng, his eyes seemed to say 'I will teach Mu Yin a lesson', and a hint of murderous intent emerged in Dongfang Jingchong's eyes.
Yun Zheng's expression turned cold.
She ignored his provocation and turned to look at Mu Yin, who looked nervous.
Mu Yin raised his eyes, a hint of hesitation flashed across his handsome, fair face. He asked Yun Zheng cautiously, "A Zheng, can I do this?"
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