"Oh, it's okay, then give you a face!

I'll wake up my apprentice and learn about the situation first."

Looking at Ning Qingxue's unwillingness to give in, Bai Zitong sighed helplessly.

If Ning Qingxue was determined to stop her, she wouldn't have many ways.

Martial Arts Arena

"how's it going?"

Ning Qingxue looked at Bai Zitong who was taking Han Yuxi's pulse with curiosity, and asked softly.

I don’t know if my opponent’s attacks are heavy enough or if any of them are very fierce.

“Nothing bad.

It's just a piss of anger, but it's just anger."

Bai Zitong answered truthfully.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Just got angry?

Damn, the rebel was lying to himself again.

What else can you do when you reach the flesh? The fist is like a clear spring in the mountains, and it will blow water.

Sure enough, did you still rely on a slutty mouth to make people feel dizzy?

This is indeed like something that the ignorant disciple can do!

“Isn’t that all?

I said that your apprentice fainted by himself.

What does it have to do with our disciples of Qingyun Sect?"

Ning Qingxue said with a calm expression.

Bai Zitong: “…”

"Xiao Yuxi, Xiao Yuxi, wake up."

After curing the depression in his heart caused by Han Yuxi's rush to attack his heart.

Bai Zitong shook Han Yuxi's body with a gentle face and said softly.

“Hmm? Master?

Why are you here?"

Under Bai Zitong's call, Han Yuxi slowly opened her eyes.

He asked with some sleepy eyes.

"Why are you so confused in the ring?"

Bai Zitong asked curiously.

Han Yuxi: "..."

I originally wanted to explode and take His Highness the God King into a second.

As a result, I never thought that I would faint.

"The disciples are too tired after a lot of battles.

I couldn't resist this last battle and fell asleep."

Han Yuxi said softly.

Han Yuxi would not say anything about the embarrassing thing that could not be achieved and fainted.

This is too embarrassing.

Other people's outbreaks are all about survival and challenge beyond their level.

This is my own...

It's embarrassing!

"Oh! So that's it!

How many games have you played?"

Bai Zitong nodded with a clear face and asked.

That's right!

One person chooses a disciple of Qingyun Sect, which is what her beloved disciple should do.

How could you be bullied and beaten down by others casually?

It must be the stinky brat who just now took advantage of his disciples' battles and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

I took advantage of the situation and took a big advantage when I went on stage.

Otherwise, how could my disciple lose in this small Qingyun Sect?

“Not counting carefully.

There should be more than a hundred events, but there are still some."

Han Yuxi recalled for a moment and spoke softly.

"Okay, very good, Xiao Yuxi, you did a good job.

I won’t blame you for being a teacher.”

Hearing Han Yuxi's words, Bai Zitong patted Han Yuxi's shoulder with admiration and said softly.

It's matched, everything is matched.

Bai Zitong has completely guessed the whole story.

It’s just that my disciples are too strong, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect can’t beat them.

So I started to use some despicable and despicable strategies.

Start fighting his own disciple.

Although he is not as good as he is when he was.

But it's really good.

"Oh, the Qingyun Sect is nothing more than that.

In the end, we had to rely on wheel battles, and hundreds of people took turns to win the final victory.

Tsk tsk tsk, there is no one in the Qingyun Sect generation!"

Bai Zitong looked at Ning Qingxue with a stern face, then sighed and shook his head and said.

If one person picks one hundred people, can you not be hyped?

Ning Qingxue: “…”
Chapter completed!