Chapter 1987

Feng Xun: "What's even more terrifying is that you actually asked His Majesty the Ghost King to give you the water dragon ball!"

"What's even more terrifying is that the water dragon ball is actually going to be handed to you!"

"How can you be so powerful, Xiao Wu! How can you be so powerful!!!"

Not to mention Feng Xun was excited, everyone else was also very excited.

Relatively speaking, Feng Wu is the calmest person.

Dugu Yamo watched Feng Wu being thrown high, caught, thrown high, caught... A slight arc appeared on his face involuntarily.

Not knowing when Feng Sang stood next to her, she said with emotion: ""Some people are really born with good luck. "

Dugu Yamo's heart tightened, she turned her head and glanced at Feng Sang: "Do you mean that Feng Wu's achievements are all due to luck?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Sang blurted out.

Dugu Yamo looked sideways at Feng Sang, and she found that Feng Sang's eyes staring at Feng Wu showed a strong jealousy.

At this moment, Dugu Yamo suddenly felt that Feng Sang's face was disgusting.

Abominable? After realizing this, Dugu Yamo's heart skipped a beat, unbelievable!

You must know that the previous self was the same as Feng Sang, jealous of Feng Wu, jealous of Feng Wu, and deceived herself that everything Feng Wu got was because of her luck.

Because if you don't think so, you will admit that your strength is not as good as hers.

But in fact...

Feng Wu is lucky, but if she only relies on luck, how could she have gotten to this point?

Dugu Yamo suddenly found out that she began to face up to the success of Feng Wu. What does this mean? What does this represent?

Dugu Yamo is at a loss...

"What's the matter with you?" Feng Sang turned around and looked at Dugu Yamo, an ally, puzzled.

Dugu Yamo shook his head: "..."

She is very at a loss now, and she always feels that her mood has changed.

On the other side, Feng Xun has finally finished getting excited, Feng Wu said with a smile: "This is the third level, we still have four levels to pass behind us, when we reach the seventh floor, we will surpass the main selection team and win the championship. Celebrate later."

As soon as Feng Wu said this, the original laughter stopped...

Overtake the main draft team and win the championship? Isn't this a dream?

"Don't you believe it?" Feng Wu looked at them with a smile: "But I have always held hope and firmly hold on to this belief."

Feng Xun clenched his fists: "Okay! We have to surpass the main selection team, win the championship, and let them eat shit! Hahaha—"

The others were also excited, except for Feng Sang and Feng Yiran, who looked at each other and saw a touch of contempt in each other's eyes.

Overtake the main draft team? Feng Wu was really overwhelmed by the short-lived victory.

"I don't know which floor the main selection team is on now. They are in normal mode, and the difficulty is much lower than ours."

"Shouldn't they... have gone up many floors?"

At this moment, suddenly, Feng Xun exclaimed:

"Look, the smog that originally surrounded us has dissipated!"

"Wow! I can see the dim lights on the opposite side!"

"It's as if the original building was cut in half!"

"The lights on the opposite side...the first floor is on, the second floor is on, the third floor...all the way to the fifth floor! Ah, what does this mean?"

At this moment, Feng Xun exclaimed: "Look at our side, our side only lights up to the third floor." (:)

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