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C965

Yun Mei, Yue Yuv, and Eldest Princess smiled without saying a word.

"No matter what you say, in Ming Wan's heart, the young master is the most beautiful. No one in this world can compare to the young master, and the young master is also the strongest."

Ming Wan said firmly.

"Ai …" "Ming Wan is sensible and sensible. Young Master loves you the most."

Du Shaomu smiled in satisfaction and touched Ming Wan's cheek before rolling his eyes at Yin Ying and the others.

"..."

Under the night sky.

In a small square somewhere in the academy, dozens of young men and women were gathered together.

The group of men and women all had extraordinary temperaments and were waiting for something. They didn't have the time to look into the distance.

This group of people were none other than Bu Qianfann, Mu Yingluo, Zhen Tong, and Mu Hanqing.

Even Wind-raising One Sword, Qi Xiaolou, Weng Zixuan, Meng Wenjia, and Jin Jiawen were among them.

"The cultivation of the first Jiayu is unfathomable. If anyone here can fight us, it would be only Qi Xiaolou!"

Wind-raising One Sword said. The purple armor's sword-shaped pattern sparkled under the moonlight. His long hair was untied and he slightly raised his eyes. The eyes under his long eyebrows were like sword lights, giving him a fierce look.

With Wind-raising One Sword's age, he had already comprehended a true Sword Intent, and could be said to be a heaven warping talent.

In the one courtyard, two families, three sects, and one assembly, although Wind-raising One Sword was unable to win, and could even be considered inferior to Zuoqiu Fengnong, he was already extremely shocking in the entire Wild Domain.

Everyone knew that if they were on the same level of cultivation, Zuoqiu Fengnong would not be a match for Wind-raising One Sword.

Today, Wind-raising One Sword had noticed the auras of Zuoqiu Chenyang, Zuoqiu Chenhuan, First Jia Yu and the rest.

Wind-raising One Sword knew clearly that he was no match for Jia Yu.

If there was anyone present who could fight with Jia Yu, it would be only Qi Xiaolou.

whoosh whoosh … *

After Wind-raising One Sword finished speaking, the gazes of the crowd all landed on Qi Xiaolou.

No one objected to Wind-raising One Sword's words.

If there was anyone present who could fight with Jia Yu, it would be only Qi Xiaolou.

"I can't do it. The first Jia Yu is very powerful. I'm afraid that the sword in her hand is at least an Earth grade treasure!"

Qi Xiaolou yawned. He felt helpless and only wanted to sleep.

Zuoqiu Chenyang and the rest were obviously here to cause trouble for Mu Shaodu. That was the main reason. He didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

"If tomorrow Mr Mu does not want to bother with Zuoqiu Chenyang, then when Qi Xiaolou takes action, there will be no cowards on World College."

Mu Yingluo's beautiful eyes lit up. She seemed to be deep in thought as she looked at Qi Xiaolou.

Qi Xiaolou felt wronged. He turned his gaze around, and the corner of his mouth raised into a wronged smile. "Strictly speaking, I'm not even a student of World College."

"Your master, Lei Zun, was once a student of World College." Your master, Lei Zun, was once a student of World College.

Bu Qianfann, dressed in Qingwu's robe, said seriously.

The only person who could deal with the number one Jia Yu was Qi Xiaolou.

Wind-raising One Sword had even admitted that it would be difficult to defeat him. Bu Qianfann knew that he, Mu Yingluo, and the others were all far from being enough.

Qi Xiaolou was speechless. His dream had always been to sleep after eating until he woke up naturally.

The people fighting and killing on the Battlestage wasn't what he wanted at all.

It wasn't easy for him to make a move in the One Courtyard, Two Clans, Three Sects, and Three Sects' Grand Meeting. He thought he could become famous in a single battle, but in the end, he was still miserably beaten by Mu Shaodu.

Therefore, Qi Xiaolou really didn't want to intervene, it was better for him to sleep.

"I'm guessing that Mu Shaodu would have come out by now."

Qi Xiaolou felt helpless and could only hope that Mu Shaodu would step forward.

Otherwise, if he really did not make a move due to Battlestage, even if his Master Lei Zun knew about it, he would probably not spare him.

"Xiaohu is back."

As Qi Xiaolou finished speaking, Mu Yingluo's beautiful eyes lit up. She could feel Xiaohu's aura from far away.

When Xiaohu returned, he was still a little nervous. Luckily, Elder Brother Shaodu didn't blame him, so next time, he wouldn't dare to probe any further. He informed everyone, "Elder Brother Shaodu said that he will get his score."

"It has its own score …"

When everyone heard this, they were puzzled.

"From the looks of it, I do not need to go up onto the Battlestage anymore tomorrow."

However, Qi Xiaolou's eyes revealed a hint of joy, as if he was relieved of his burden.

"Everyone, let's disperse. Mr Mu will have his own arrangements tomorrow."

Bu Qianfann's sharp eyes were also brimming with joy, and he already knew what was going on.

"..."

The next morning.

World College, the mountains overlapped.

The mountains that were caving in the clouds were like islands floating in the air.

The mountains and seas were layered, as if they were connected to each other by the waves of a flood.

The first rays of the morning sun shone upon the mountains.

Gradually, the mist appeared, the milky white yarn separating the mountains.

Numerous misty peaks rose up from the clouds.

Under the pale sky, the mountains were dark as iron, solemn and solemn, as if they were a painting made of calligraphy and calligraphy.

When the sun rose, the auras within the World College woke up.

Numerous figures majestically moved towards the direction of the Battlestage in the plaza.

"Phew …"2

It was late in the morning when Du Shaomu, who was in the room, finally stopped his breathing. He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and opened his eyes.

"Young master, it's time to wash up!"

Ming Wan came with hot water and Du Shaomu to change his clothes.

Cheng Huihui, Yin Ying, Yun Mei, and Yue Yuv had gradually become accustomed to their current statuses.

Du Shaomu stretched lazily before jumping off the bed and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, allowing Ming Wan, Cheng Huihui, Yun Mei and Yue Yuv to clean themselves.

Four bewitching, peerless, incomparably charming, and elegant and refined women. Any one of them was a peerless beauty in the mortal world, and were all astonishingly talented.

But at that instant, the four females all surrounded Du Shaomu and washed him and served him happily.

If such a scene were to be witnessed by others, who knew how many men would be jealous?

It was likely that even a woman would feel envious of him when she saw him.

"There is no man in this world who can be compared with Master!"

Outside the door, the Emperor Butterfly muttered and sighed. In this world, there was probably no one who could be compared with his master.

"..."

The Battlestage at the World College Plaza had already become a sea of people early in the morning, and quite a few teachers had already appeared from afar to watch.

Zuoqiu Chenyang came. He was well-dressed, handsome, proud and alone, with a straight posture and an unattainable temperament.

Zuoqiu Chenhuan was beside Zuoqiu Chenyang, followed by sword boy's First Jia Yu, who held her sword.

The group of experts from Zuoqiu Aristocratic Family followed closely behind.

With the arrival of Zuoqiu Chenyang and Zuoqiu Chenhuan, the crowd was in an uproar.

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