Leng Yumo: "Second Brother, do you still remember how did these people swear by the second day of the Lu Ming feast?"

Qin Jiu immediately said with a stern look: "If my Cangyin team cannot let you lose one by one, and crawl out of Longteng Academy, I, Zhang Chunhua, will kneel down to be your grandson!"

Leng Yumo: "Hehe, don't you know Captain Zhang, are you ready to kneel down and be your grandson?"

A burst of laughter broke out in the stands.

The Cangyin team is too weak and there are not many supporters.

In addition, their captain Zhang Chunhua is sinister and mean, and many people in the Donglu have been bullied by them, so that most monks in the stands are laughing at them and cheering for the Xiaoyao Team.

Zhang Chunhua's face turned blue and white, and his eyes were full of resentment and humiliation.

But thinking about the strength of Xiaoyao Team, he had to grit his teeth and said, "No need to compete, I... our Cangyin Team directly recognizes..."

The last word "lose" has not been said yet.

Mu Yan suddenly plucked his fingers gently on the strings, and a burst of energy popped out and hit Zhang Chunhua's butt.

It was like a foot kicking him hard behind his back, kicking him into the mirror to watch the flowers.

As soon as the captain came into the mirror and watched the flowers, the other team members were naturally teleported in by Feilong City.

When the Cangyin team members entered the mirror to watch the flowers, Mu Yan smiled leisurely and said, "Sister Fourth, Xiaoqi, you can't say that. Since the Cangyin team can come to participate in the Luming Feast, its strength is naturally worthy of recognition. If they want to compete with my Xiaoyao team, how can we not do our best to satisfy their wishes?"

"Don't forget that during the Luming Feast, there are no competitions and fights in Feilong City. The Cangyin Team's wish can only be achieved today."

Hearing Mu Yan's words, everyone in the Xiaoyao team grinned and showed a hey smile.

After a cup of tea.

The screams of the Cangyin team came from the flowers in the fog.

The scream made the audience in the stands twitch and they always felt that there was a vague pain in one part of their body.

And this game lasted for two hours.

It took longer than Xiaoyao team against Chu Li team.

When the Cangyin team was kicked out of the camera, they all had blue noses and swollen faces, which was a terrible sight.

What's even more terrifying is that the seven members of the Xiaoyao team actually took off all the clothes of these ten people.

Only a pair of lonely shorts were left, half-covering the key parts.

The worst thing was Zhang Chunhua. His shorts were torn to pieces during the fight, and now he could only let his balls shivering in the cold wind, with a look of doubt on the desolation and despair of life.

Everyone in the Feilong City stands, including the team members who participated in the Luming Feast, shivered.

Looking at the eyes of the seven people in Xiaoyao Sect, it was like looking at a group of crazy demons.

At first, they felt that the seven members of the Xiaoyao team from Canglan Realm were garbage.

Later, after one game after another, they realized that the strength of these seven people was no less than that of the elites in the Ziyun World, and even stronger and more talented.

However, now, they only think that the seven people in the Xiaoyao team, who look like men, gentle women, and kind and harmless, are actually crazy devils!

Especially that Jun Muyan!

It was she who directly shattered Zhang Chunhua's dream of giving up, kicked them into the mirror to watch the flowers, and tortured them for two hours.
Chapter completed!