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Chapter 365 Where did the ancient martial arts disciples find the Seven Lights W? 4

"Have you seen it clearly? Do you still want to take revenge?"

Seeing this familiar face in front of him, the disciple of the Guwu family said: "..."

The whole place was completely silent.

Number 5, who was shot by the laser pistol, knelt on the ground, clenching his fists with reluctance on his face.

It's all because of this Quan Zhen! If he loses his place in the assessment today, she won't be able to survive at the hands of a disciple of the ancient martial arts family...

However——

"Quan... Quan Jin? Why is it you!"

The arrogant arrogance of the ancient martial arts disciple dropped, and he asked softly: "Why are you here?"

"Could it be!"

"Are you really the one who killed my junior brother?"

There are lights on the competition stage.

The lights all shone on Quan Jin's face, reflecting her beautiful features. She was wearing an unzipped short coat, folded her arms, and admitted bluntly: "It's me."

"Xiao misses my stuff!"

"My kidnapper!"

"He was the one I killed!"

Such an arrogant tone, a very confident one.

No. 6 is confused!

No. 5 was dumbfounded, and everyone in the arena was dumbfounded.

Quan Jin... She actually! Actually has the ability to kill people from the Guwu family? When No. 8 said it before, everyone was still dubious, but now...!

"Quan Jin, you..."

The ancient martial arts disciple stared closely at Quan Jin, and finally gave up the idea of ​​revenge: "You helped me find the clue."

"No matter how you treat the Guwu family, at least you are kind to me."

No matter what he does, he can never attack his benefactor!

Seeing that the Guwu disciples just let it go, No. 5 and No. 6 were so angry that they vomited blood.

The ancient martial arts disciple turned around and stared at Qiyao: "Master Qiyao, I have something urgent to ask you. Can you lend me a step to speak?"

Qiyao glanced at Quan Jin subconsciously from the corner of his eye.

Quan Jin: "..."

"No!" Qiyao refused directly.

"If you have anything to do, just tell me directly."

The ancient martial arts disciple glanced at the entire audience, and upon receiving the cold gaze, everyone consciously retreated from the competition venue.

The entire playing field was empty with only a dozen people left.

"You...your king of Kyushu, when will he arrive?"

The ancient martial arts disciple asked eagerly: "I have no time, I must see her now."

Qiyao coughed solemnly.

"W will appear in person at the reception banquet for the members of Kyushu. Now is not the time." Qiyao opened his eyes and told lies.

Although I don’t know why Dad refuses to admit his identity.

But Qiyao will never say a word about what she wants to hide.

"My king is at the headquarters, isn't he?" The ancient martial arts disciple took a step forward.

He wanted to grab Qiyao's collar, but when he reached halfway, he gave up and asked in a voice that only Qiyao could hear:

"who is she?"

"Where?"

"I will never expose her identity, Lord Qiyao, please tell me!"

Qi Yao felt a little pain in his head.

Why doesn't this person listen? I told you everything at the reception party.

Qiyao's face turned cold, and he held back his temper and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"What is W's identity?"

"Not to mention your ancient martial arts family, but what if all the hidden families in the world combined? Do you need me to repeat the taboos in the world?"

"My king of Kyushu, any invader will die!"

World Taboo: W!

The glimmer of hope held by the ancient martial arts disciples dimmed.

Reception...

Can you only meet W at the member's reception?...

"Sorry to bother you..." The ancient martial arts disciple turned around dejectedly and prepared to leave.

Several dozen meters away.

The leaders of various countries and the deputy chief of Xanadu did not leave. Leader S stood there blankly, staring at Quan Jin's figure, recalling the scenes that happened in his mind...

The support of Kyushu members;

Mr. Feng’s time bomb;

The red silk thread wrapped around the wrist...

Gradually! A name that made the soul tremble and tremble just by hearing it suddenly popped into the mind of the leader of Country S.

The moment the ancient martial arts disciple passed by the S collar!
Chapter completed!
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