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4108 Really Misjudged! (4)

Jing Shaojue was stunned.

It took a while before I came back to my senses and realised that he had been kicked.

This time, he actually didn’t fall hard, and he wasn’t even injured as badly as the ones stabbed by An Mingyan. However, this posture was really embarrassing, so embarrassing!

Jing Shaojue jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, and shouted angrily, “Who dares to plot against me behind my back? Don’t want to live anymore?”

Huang Yueli stood in front of him, with a smile on her lips, and said unhurriedly: “Young Master Shaojue is really joking, how can you say it’s a conspiracy in a formal ring competition?”

Jing Shaojue was startled again, then frowned, “It was you just now?? How is that possible?”

Previously, Huang Yueli was clearly standing in front of him, but the force that kicked him down came from directly behind him.

If it was Huang Yueli who made the move, she would have to dodge behind him at that moment, and then make the move immediately.

If it’s really her, this agility is not at the level that ordinary people can achieve.

Jing Shaojue frowned and looked around, and found that other people were standing far away from him, so he had to accept this fact.

The frivolous look on his face faded a bit, and he looked at the girl in front of him for the first time, “You really did it?”

Huang Yueli said calmly: “Can it still be false? Alright, don’t waste time, let’s start the competition quickly!”

“Competition? What competition?” Jing Shaojue frowned suspiciously.

Not only him, but the other cultivators present also looked dazed when they heard Huang Yueli’s words, unable to react.

Huang Yueli’s eyes were filled with impatience, “Hey, let me tell you…you are all stupid, right? Didn’t you agree just now? Our two teams are in a group arena match, and if all the members of one side lose, it is considered a loss. Whoever loses will voluntarily jump into the poisonous mist, isn’t it?”

Jing Shaojue nodded, “That’s right, so you have already lost.”

“Which eye of yours saw us lose? Isn’t it obvious that our team has six people? There’s a sixth one!” Huang Yueli frowned.

The cultivators present all stared at her blankly, and gradually came to their senses.

“Wait, so speaking of it, indeed five people on An Mingyan’s side has participated? This Young Miss Li hasn’t!”

“What? What’s the situation? An Mingyan isn’t the last one?”

“That’s right, there is indeed someone else on An Mingyan’s side, and he hasn’t lost yet!”

“Even if that Young Miss Li can still participate, so what? Just because she is a delicate human beauty, can she defeat our Young Master Shaojue?”

After Jing Shaojue understood, he also looked relaxed.

“Tsk tsk, Young Miss Li, you actually come in person and compete with me? I don’t think so? Why do such a rude thing when you are such a juicy little girl? If you get hurt, I will be distressed.”

Huang Yueli looked at the winks he threw over to her and almost vomited out last night’s meal.

It was true, ugly people do more tricks!

She suppressed her nausea and said, “The rules of the competition are like this. If you dare not fight with me, you just admit defeat! You can go to the poisonous mist yourself!”

When Jing Shaojue heard this, he laughed out loud, “Hahaha, Young Miss Li, are you… are you trying to make me laugh on purpose? Ask us to admit defeat? Alright, since you insist on fighting me for one match, I naturally have to accompany you!”
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