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Chapter 3723 From love to hate?

"I'm sorry for you," Nan Batian patted his shoulder and sighed, "However, your endurance of humiliation last night did not seem to have any effect."

"What's the meaning?"

Lu Xuan felt a thrill in his heart and had a bad premonition.

"Look!"

Nan Batian pointed to the rostrum, and what Lu Xuan saw was that the Sect Master Shang of the Tiger Sect was sitting next to Donghuang Wending, and was talking with a flattering smile on his face.

As for what he said, Lu Xuan couldn't hear it, but he must be flattering the Donghuang Wending.

It seemed that Sect Master Shang's flattery was very effective, which made Donghuang Wending laugh.

"Oh shit!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuan was immediately furious.

As Donghuang Wending said, he was humiliated for nothing yesterday! Sure enough, Lu Xuan is not a god, and it is impossible to infer it at any time. If he knew that the Tiger Sect wanted to be the lackey of Donghuang Wending from the beginning, he would not have endured humiliation and humiliated Shang Ziyu.

"But this group of mobs is not worth worrying. As long as Thunder Sect and General Hua Qing are not like Master Shang, otherwise-" Nan Batian wanted to speak but stopped and did not say the following words.

Except for the Tiger Sect, in the eyes of the other four major sects, they all look down on the Tiger Sect. After all, its predecessor was a gang organization, and it specializes in bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The sects that depend on the Tiger Sect are also some real evil demons and heretics.

It is precisely because the other four major sects of the Tiger Sect rejected that Sect Master Shang wanted to climb to the high branch of the Donghuang Wending Ding, so that the four major sects dare not look down on them anymore.

It is impossible to think about it that last night, Sect Master Shang visited Donghuang Wending like a pug, and Donghuang Wending of course happily accepted Sect Master Shang's clinging.

Thunder Sect, Huaqing Sect - Lu Xuan was speechless when he thought of the grudges between him and the two sects.

"It's up to people, don't think too much. Let's attend the martial arts competition first and get a good ranking!"

Nan Batian patted Lu Xuan on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Um!"

Lu Xuan nodded and didn't say anything.

"The lottery ceremony begins!"

After the announcement of an old man from Wuya Sect, all contestants took the stage one after another.

But Lu Xuan was still not in a hurry and wanted to draw lots in the end.

There were 39 total participants in the second round of the competition, so one person would definitely have to be a bye in this round.

And this person must draw the No. 39 sign.

The drawers are eager to try and want to draw the No. 39 draw, even strong people like Hua Qing and Lei Yan.

The weak will be eliminated first, and in each round of the next competition, you will meet stronger people. Everyone hopes to be able to accumulate strength and deal with the next opponent.

When Su Wanyu got the lottery, she glanced at the number on the lottery, turned around elegantly, and walked straight out of the competition venue.

"—"When everyone saw this scene, they were dumbfounded. It was impossible for Su Wanyu to give up the competition, but she won the No. 39 draw.

Everyone looked at Su Wanyu's graceful back and became envious and jealous.

However, before Su Wanyu left, she glanced at Lu Xuan and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips - Su Wanyu must have known that Lu Xuan was severely humiliated by Shang Ziyu last night, so she looked at him like this.

In Su Wanyu's mind, Lu Xuan had a perfect image and a young talent with both civil and military skills, but unexpectedly, Lu Xuan was bullied by Shang Ziyu, who looked like a gangster, which was really embarrassing.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so Su Wanyu was extremely disgusted with Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan was both angry and funny: "What an ungrateful woman!"

Originally, Lu Xuan had a good impression of Su Wanyu, but now he is extremely disgusted with her.

"Puff!"

A laughing sound came from his ears. Lu Xuan turned his head and glared at Wan Yafei who had run behind him at some point: "Is it funny?"

"Of course it's funny," Wan Yafei sneered: "You shouldn't know that Su Wanyu is not only a hero among women, but also proficient in everything from chess, calligraphy and painting."

"I know, I've heard of it," Lu Xuan rolled his eyes.

"Do you know that Su Wanyu once said that her wishful husband must be the top scholar of civil and military affairs!"

Wan Yafei's eyes were full of cunning smile, which made Lu Xuan's body tremble.

Obviously, Wan Yafei knew what happened on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Lu Xuan guessed three riddles in a row, which was very literary and used his strength to shock Lei Yan, the young leader of the Thunder Sect.

Lu Xuan's performance can be said to be very amazing, both civil and military, and Lu Xuan is also handsome and handsome, which makes Su Wanyu admire him a little.

"Take such a person?"

Lu Xuan patted his forehead, laughing and crying.

Su Wanyu seems to be cold and lofty, but she is a little woman after all, so how could she not be moved by her heart? Her requirements for choosing a son-in-law are very high, and Lu Xuan just fits it, but Lu Xuan's subsequent performance disappointed her, so naturally it was love to make her hate.

But I can't say love, Su Wanyu just has a good impression of Lu Xuan and wants to try to get in touch with Lu Xuan.

"This is what love makes you hate, giggle--" Wan Yafei smiled like a fox, trembling with flowers.

"Lu Xuan, you are going to go on stage to draw lots."

Nan Batian suddenly said, and his words made Wan Yafei dare not joke about Lu Xuan anymore.

This unforgettable disaster did make Lu Xuan unable to speak, but it made people misunderstand it. When someone who showed his true strength, everyone would shut up.

At this moment, Lu Xuan was the only one who left without drawing lots, and he strode to the rostrum.

The Donghuang Wending is still sitting in the chair, beside him is Donghuang Yu and the Sect Master Donghuang Xingyu.

Everyone looked at Lu Xuan with their eyes in unison, and the expression on their faces was still contemptuous.

When Lu Xuan passed by Donghuang Wending, he grinned at Donghuang Wending. How could he say that smile, it was a bit gloating.

But this time Lu Xuan didn't say anything, but Donghuang Xingyu couldn't sit still and scolded: "Why are you laughing?"

Lu Xuan turned his head and smashed his mouth and said, "I just laugh if I want to laugh, what's wrong with you?"

"presumptuous!"

This time it was the turn of Sect Master Shang, who had been flattering the Donghuang Wending, who could no longer sit still. He stood up and roared, "You dare to be so rude to the prince."

Lu Xuan nodded: "I just smiled at the prince and said hello, why is it rude? Do you have to wag your tail like a pug to someone? "

"puff!"

As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, countless people were laughing.

Many people can't stand it because Sect Master Shang is so shameless and flattering to Donghuang Wending.
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