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"You all come?! All three of them challenge Fengmen?"
"It's wonderful! The second master deserves to be the second master, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"This is about the position at the top of the Eight Gates! The Second Master is too strong!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard this decision! Because, Mu Jin could have let the three of them fight for another round, and only picked the strongest one, and then challenged him, but he didn't!
Maomao also looked at Mu Jin.
Jiu Nanxun asked Maomao in a low voice, a little curious, "Sister, why did Mu Jin do this? It's not necessary"
Maomao tilted her head and looked at Jiunan Xun, "Whether it's necessary or not, we'll know after the comparison."
??Jiu Nanxun is still a little puzzled.
Maomao actually said a few more words patiently, "Silly sister, this privilege is exclusive to the head of the Eight Gates. However, the ranking of the Eight Gates is only released every twenty years. Now everyone's eyes are on the Eight Gates. There are many people who are not convinced by the door, especially the floating door.
Of course Ajin has to fight Song Sifan. As for the Jiu family Jingmen is special. If Fengmen and Jingmen don't decide the winner, something might happen after this fight. As for the main gate
I want to redefine the important gates within the eight gates, so naturally I have to challenge Ajin. "
Jiu Nanxun nodded thoughtfully, and soon she said: "Butsister, you are the master of the door!"
Maomao looked at Jiunanxun, put his index finger on his lips, and made a silencing gesture, "Shh"
Ji Nanxun immediately shut up knowingly.
The fighting is suspended.
The other sect leaders have already fought for several rounds, and the main event to challenge Mu Jin is scheduled for tomorrow.
Just when everyone was still immersed in the wonderful fighting skills not long ago, Zhao Sanjin walked out, with his hands in his pockets and his chin in the sky. He stood in the spacious venue, seeming to enjoy the attention of everyone. .
After all, the sect leaders¡¯ round has just ended, and the battleground is still hot.
Zhao Sanjin shouted loudly, "Who wanted to challenge me just now? Stop inking, do it now!"
??Jiu Nanxun looked over, then looked at Maomao, "Sister"
¡°Go, go, play with him to death.¡± Maomao smiled and waved his hand.
"Sister, you really have confidence in me." Jiu Nanxun said, and then encouraged himself, "Okay! I'm going!"
She made the challenge herself, of course she has to face it herself!
Jiu Nanxun also walked out. Although she felt unsure when facing Maomao, she was not afraid at all when she walked out! No stage fright! As a rock singer who has toured the world, Kunan Xun has no idea what stage fright means!
When she stepped out, she only knew that she had to go all out!
"Tsk, tsk, you are so positive. I wonder if you are still so arrogant when you cry for a while." Jiu Nanxun folded his arms and stood out with an aura of 2.8 meters.
Maomao drags his chin and looks over. Only now does he realize that Jiunaxun¡¯s personality seems to be a bit split. He seems to be different at home and outside.
In the past, she always thought it was normal. After all, Jiunaxun is also an artist and is more relaxed at home. This makes sense, but now that she thinks about it, something seems wrong
At this moment, Maomao saw from the corner of his eye Jiang Shaoze standing at the door of the main hall, which was the closest place to the fighting venue. His aura was a bit gloomy, and neither the white suit nor the warm sun at noon could hide the deep feeling in his bones. The hostility exuded.
Maomao frowned.
On the other side, Zhao Sanjin suddenly felt a chill running up his back! I couldn't help but shiver! A bad feeling arose in my heart! However, he soon put this feeling behind him!
He laughed a few times, and then said: "Crying? Are you kidding me? It's impossible to cry, not in this life, because you can't beat me, Zhao Sanjin!"
"What a joke, he is considered a senior in the Eight Gates, but he doesn't believe it. How can he lose to this fledgling yellow-haired girl?" !
Zhao Sanjin is extremely confident.
The onlookers started urging.
"Zhao Sanjin, why are you dawdling? Let's get started! The flowers we have been waiting for have all faded."
¡°That¡¯s right, it¡¯s a mule or a horse, won¡¯t you know if you take it out for a walk?¡±
Zhao Sanjin clasped his hands and said, "Watch it!"
However, Jiu Nanxun suddenly said loudly: "Wait a minute, Zhao, you are not the same person."??Do you think you are great? Believe it or not, I can make you lose with just one move! "
Zhao Sanjin stopped pinching and said, "You are not ashamed of your words. I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Since you said so, I will let you make the first move! I will make you convinced that you have lost."
Jiu Nanxun laughed, "That's what you said!"
Jiu Nanxun was not modest at all. She immediately made a gesture, a very simple gesture, and a thin silver line suddenly flew out of her hand! The thin thread quickly wrapped around Zhao Sanjin's hand!
Zhao Sanjin raised his hand and glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "Is this your trick? I could do this little trick when I was three years old!"
With that said, Zhao Sanjin calmly used magic to resolve it. However, when he wanted to cut off the silver thread, he found that he couldn't cut it off at all!
"And Jiu Nanxun also said at this time: "What's wrong? Is the surname Zhao different from what you played when you were three years old?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com