After Tang Shu came on stage, the other seven houses didn't know the details, so no one was optimistic about her.

No, it should be said that no one is optimistic about her as a disciple.

Although the disciple of the previous palace won a competition and beat everyone in the face, how could this face be beaten twice in a row?

How can the Palace against the Palace win two games in a row?

Dui Gong has a disciple who can learn the mental strength and martial arts within a month of entering the government. How come there are two such disciples?

At the end of the ranking, the worst overall strength of Diangong, it is impossible for so many miracles to happen. This female disciple of Diangong, a nine-star war division, must be defeated.

Therefore, no matter who is against the female disciple of Diangong, everyone will not think that the female disciple of Diangong can win.

Seeing this female disciple of Diangong, the master of the palace, Cong Xingping, also sneered and said provocatively, "Murong Liu, how is it? This time I also want to take a good look at your disciple of Diangong? War division... Gee, I'm so embarrassed to get it, and dare to send it out to participate in the contest, aren't you afraid that you won't know if you are beaten?"

"Oh, it hasn't been compared yet. Are you so sure that my disciples in the Palace will lose?" Murong Liu sneered.

"That's of course, a nine-star warrior wants to win unless all other disciples in the Seventh House are waste!" Cong Xingping smiled disdainfully.

"If you win? How should you do?" Murong Liu looked at Cong Xingping Road.

"Huh? Since you are so confident, then I will play with you well. Have you seen the table over there? If the nine-star warrior in your palace can win, I will swallow the table. Go on! If she loses, then you swallow, would you dare?"

Cong Xingping said arrogantly. A very confident look appeared on his face, thinking that the female disciple of Dui Gong would lose.

However, Murong Liu sneered at Cong Xingping's confident face.

I feel that Cong Xingping dares to bet this way, I really do not know what to do!

After Murong Liu knew that the strength of people related to Tang Yi would advance by leaps and bounds, he was very confident in Tang Shu's strength. This is a good time. Murong Liu has not yet set Cong Xingping down. I sent it to myself.

This won't hit him in the face, let him nibble the table, who else will nibble?

"Okay, this is what you said. Everyone can testify to me. If my disciple of the palace wins, the master from Xingping will eat the table over there. If my disciple of the palace loses, Now, let me eat this table!" Murong Liu said loudly to everyone.

In this way, under the witness of a crowd, Murong Liu and Cong Xingping made a gamble.

If Tang Shu won, Xingping would nibble a table.

On the contrary, if Tang Shu loses, then Murong Liu will go to nibble the table.

The two sides are also fighting, to know that this is a very embarrassing thing, if anyone loses, they must go to the table in front of everyone, as a majestic master of the palace, go to the table, such a thing, completely lost face Do everything, leaving a permanent stain.

However, after Murong Liu made a bet with Cong Xingping, Tang Shu's opponent also played.

After seeing Tang Shu's opponent playing, everyone was stunned, and then everyone's expressions were different, very exciting.

The masters of the other palaces held their arms and looked like a smile, waiting to watch Murong Liu with a good expression.

The Murong Class VI and other palace masters were ashamed and ugly.

On the other side, after seeing the disciple against Tang Shu from Xing Ping, his face was even more overjoyed, and he looked at Murong Liu with an expression of 'you are waiting to die', looking very proud.

Seeing this opponent, everyone felt that Tang Shu's luck was too bad. She had a chance of winning when she met other disciples in other palaces, but she met the most powerful disciples in the dry palace!

Moreover, the strength of this Qiangong disciple also reached the level of a six-star war spirit, seven levels higher than Tang Shu!

Seeing the strength of the two sides is poor, no one thinks that Tang Shu can win the disciple of the dry palace!

It's no wonder that Murong Sixth Class Palace Master will show a look of death, and no wonder Congping will show a smug look.

This gap, you don't have to look at the outcome, it must be the disciples of the dry house win!

After all, this disciple of the Qiangong has a deep cultivation level and has reached the level of a six-star war spirit. In addition, he has not been short of time to enter the dry palace to practice the Five Elements Way. He has extremely high Wuxing cultivation behavior. If Tang Shu wins, then this disciple of the dry palace is a waste!

"Oh, Murong Liu, don't you feel very confident? Don't you think your disciple can win against the palace? Why is his face so ugly now?" After seeing the disciples on the court, Xing Ping looked at Murong Liu with pride.

"The competition hasn't started yet, and our disciples haven't lost yet. What do you feel proud of? I certainly have confidence in my disciple's disciples. Of course I think my disciples can win." Murong Liu was cold. Road.

Although Murong Liu was not very optimistic about this competition, but now that the gambling contract has been established, he certainly has to hold on.

"Oh, die to face and live to suffer!"

Cong Xingping hooked his mouth, smiled coldly, and said: "Since you are still so confident, and the competition has not started yet, how about we raise again? If your disciple against the palace wins, I eat two tables, If your disciples in the Palace lose, then you eat two, and we will add one more on the original basis, would you dare?"

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After hearing that, Murong Liu wanted to give Cong Xingping an impulse, but he still hesitated when he thought about swallowing two tables~www.mtlnovel.com~He won't win in this competition...

If you lose, wouldn't you swallow two tables?

Swallowing the table in front of a large audience, and swallowing two at a time, this is simply the face of Chiguo Guo, and all the embarrassment was thrown home.

No, this is simply a shame, a failure in life, a shame that cannot be faced!

The large audience swallowed two tables... Murong Liu was totally unable to accept this result.

but

Regardless of whether Murong Liu agreed or not to agree to the current conditions, the gambling contract has already been set up in front of so many people, and it is no longer possible to regret it. This is sure to swallow a table, swallow one and swallow two. Swallow, it seems no different.

It seems to be equally ashamed, it also seems to be humiliated, it also seems to make people laugh.

Then...

Why not add another one?

However, if you don't accept it, Murong Liu will definitely be smirked by Cong Xingping, saying that he is afraid, saying that he knows he will lose so he is tempted.

If Cong Xingping was smirked because he didn't accept the gamble, Murong Liu felt like he would be angry.

This is what Murong Liu doesn't want to see at all, and doesn't want to be so angry!

Therefore, agreeing to bet on Xingping is much better than disagreeing!

Having figured this out, Murong Liu then looked at Cong Xingping, gritted his teeth, and pretended to be strong: "Why don't you dare, just add one, and hope that you don't bite your teeth when that happens! "

"Oh, okay, there is a species, who's teeth will be gnawing at that time!" Cong Xingping sneered.

"It must be yours!" Murong Liu countered.

At the same time he counterattacked, he turned his eyes to Tang Shu. He could not help praying: "Little girl, you can't lose, I can rely on you for my old bones, my old face, my old teeth, all It's up to you to save!"