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Chapter 338 I'm Really Unwilling

Zuo Qing clearly remembered every trick the Liu family had used on him over the years.

As a man of the Zuo family, Zuo Qing really didn't bother to wait for his father to come back to avenge him.

Is he just a leftist?

Although his cultivation level is low, Zuo Qing still has to rely on his own ability to avenge this revenge.

Before doing this, Zuo Qing really didn't have the confidence to touch the foundation of the Liu family.

But this time it's different.

How precious the qualifications to enter the Saha Secret Realm are, which can be seen from the fact that Zhou has repeatedly reduced them over the years.

Such a precious quota has almost fallen into the pocket of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, but just because of Liu Ji's words, so many quotas were handed over to others.

Even if Zuo Qing didn't pursue this mistake, the old guys at the top of the Chamber of Commerce wouldn't let it go easily.

The Tongtian Chamber of Commerce can reach today by relying on more than just the business in the shop.

The old guys in the senior management know better than him how much benefit a quota in the Saha Secret Realm can bring to the Chamber of Commerce.

This time is different than anything else.

What Liu Ji moved was for the benefit of the entire chamber of commerce.

And with such a big mistake ahead of them, the important positions held by the Liu family at the core level may all be demoted as well.

I already have a plan in mind, but how to implement it requires careful planning.

The Liu family's influence in the Chamber of Commerce is not small. If they can't focus on their vital points at once and wait for them to calm down, they will be the unlucky ones.

His eyes stayed on the ruling table for another moment, and then fell on the team where Liu Wang was hiding.

In the previous battle, this team could be said to have suffered a heavy loss, and most of its members had no strength to fight again.

Seeing those team members wailing one by one, Zuo Qing couldn't help but sneer: This is a good show. With injuries like this, I'm afraid the finals will be affected, so others won't notice them.

It’s really a good calculation!

It would be fine if he didn't know that Liu Wang had infiltrated this team before, but now that he found out and let them play new tricks, Zuo Qing would have spent so many years in the cultivator world in vain!

Looking away again, Zuo Qing sneered at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't know anything, and still protected the members of Osumi.

It wasn't until the gong sounded again at the end of the game, and the would-be leader had already stood out, that Feng Qingyu, who had been closing her eyes to rest her mind, slowly opened her eyes.

"How are you recovering?"

At the same time as the cold voice sounded, Ziyuan and the others opened their eyes one after another.

"I have only recovered 70% to 80%, but there is no problem in fighting again!"

Looking at the faces full of fighting spirit, Feng Qingyu nodded with satisfaction: "Then come with me to kill again!"

"Osumi will win!!"

After the twelve people roared in unison, they stood up and followed Feng Qingyu onto the field.

The team that won before didn't even have time to rest, and had to face Osumi's tiger and wolf team again.

The competition gong sounded, and magic weapons and weapons appeared in unison. Osumi's side was ready to fight, but at this time, their opponents were staring at them to stimulate their vitality, without any intention of taking action.

What do these people want to do?

Zi Yuan and others were wondering suspiciously when they saw the team leader turning to look at the Imperial Alliance elders in the sky.

"I, Daxia, surrender!!"

After saying this, the thirteen cultivators, including the leader of the opponent's team, all threw their weapons to the ground.

This scene really shocked all the spectators, but they soon felt relieved.

There really is no point in continuing this game.

Regardless of whether Osumi wins or not, the final winner is Daxia.

Since victory is certain, why bother fighting to the death with Osumi?

It's totally unnecessary!

As soon as the gong sounded to start the game, it ended again.

Regarding the choice made by the leader of Daxia, the senior officials of the major forces, including Feng Qingyu, were not surprised at all.

"Two advanced and one leader competes, Ohsumi wins!!"

The sound echoed throughout the audience, but no one cheered.

As the victor, Feng Qingyu also had an indifferent expression on her face. She only gave a brief salute to the elder of the Imperial Alliance who was presiding over the competition, and then walked off the field with all the team members.

It was obviously a victory, but even Zi Yuan and all the Osumi team members did not feel the slightest joy.

If they lose, they lose. They cannot blame others because they are not as good as others, but they can lose calmly.

They happened to win, but because of the extremely unfair punishment, they had to give up the first place position to others.

Before Osumi's team had completely left the arena, the cheers of joy could already be heard throughout the venue.

At the same time, the extremely majestic voice of the Imperial Alliance elder also spread at this time.

"This is the preliminary round of the Saha Secret Realm Qualifying Tournament. You will go back and rest for two days. The final will be held in Xuanyuan Terrace three days later. Anyone who is late will be directly disqualified!!"

The words of the Imperial Alliance elder were directed at Feng Qingyu, but Feng Qingyu did not even pause and led the team members directly out of the competition area.

It was not until they reached the outskirts that Osumi's team met up with the people from the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce. Under the escort of Zuo Qing and his party, they returned to the inn where they were staying.

I had never felt like this on the court before, but now that I had some free time, waves of fatigue came over me.

After so many games, even Feng Qingyu's cultivation level began to feel weak, let alone others.

At this time, Feng Qingyu just wanted to take a comfortable bath and have a good sleep, and was not in the mood to entertain guests anymore.

After sitting in the position of branch president for so many years, Zuo Qing is not a person without winks.

Seeing that they all looked tired, Zuo Qing didn't stay much longer. He just said a few polite words and led the group of men out of the inn.

They left, and Ohsumi and his group finally found time to rest.

After calling the waiter to bring everyone a portion of bath water, Zi Yuan let everyone disperse and then led Feng Qingyu to another room.

This room had been prepared for Feng Qingyu before, but she hadn't arrived yet, so it remained empty.

"Sir, the hot water will be delivered shortly. Do you think I need anything else?" Zi Yuan asked very thoughtfully.

But Feng Qingyu only took one look at the room and shook her head: "How can a cultivator be so particular? You are tired after a hard day, go back and rest early!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After bowing to Feng Qingyu very respectfully, Ziyuan left the room.

Before going out, he very considerately closed the door for Feng Qingyu.

But not long after she closed the door, the waiter from the inn had already brought hot water.

Zi Yuan had no choice but to turn back and help open the door.

On the couch, Feng Qingyu lowered her eyes. Even though she knew that Zi Yuan had come back to help them get hot water, she didn't move at all and just sat there silently thinking about her thoughts.
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