Chapter 1744 3.190 Qiao Mu VS Fang San

Damn it, but this is how this spiritual weapon works?

Zhou Danjin couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "This is too cheating!"

"No." A tutor with a Chinese character couldn't help but complain, "If this little girl uses her spiritual weapon to self-destruct to repel the enemy in every game, then she can really defend until the end and become the final champion."

The other two instructors looked at each other and said, "No way."

If you self-destruct spiritual weapons in every game, how many spiritual weapons do you need to explode to defend the arena to the end?

Moreover, if the little guy explodes with spiritual weapons every time, are you sure that the defensive shield on the second floor of the arena can last until the end?

It’s impossible even if you think about it!

Zhou Danjin curled his lips and said, "In that case, there's nothing more to say. Guess her results are effective this time!"

Rich students are different. She has been given so many restrictions, but she couldn't guard against them, and she made such a crooked move.

Calculate?

Naturally, Qiao Mu didn't know that the mentors had discussed it in private.

However, if she knew that instructor Zhou Danjin "calculated" her results as valid, she would definitely sneer at her.

Ask Qi Xuanxuan to take the original letterheads given by several mentors and explain to them word for word that artifacts cannot be used but spiritual weapons can be used. This was written by the mentors themselves.

Do you care how she uses this spiritual weapon?

They don't care if she cuts melons and kills people, or blows herself up!

Qiao Mu patted the challenge card hanging on his waist. After a quarter of an hour, he turned to look at the staff in front of the stone crystal screen and asked impatiently, "Is there anyone else coming up to challenge?"

Mushrooms are growing everywhere where she stands, and no one has come on stage to challenge her.

Is it because she talks so well?

Manager Tang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly calmed the little guy's mood, "Maybe it's because you are too powerful, Miss Qiao, so we have to give everyone time to calm down."

Then he coughed and said, "If no one comes on stage to challenge Miss Qiao within half an hour, Miss Qiao will undoubtedly be the winner today."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was an uproar on the field, mixed with many unconvinced questions "Why?"

But no matter how noisy it is, the rules are just like this. If no one dares to challenge Qiao Mu in the next half hour, Qiao Mu will directly become the champion of the day.

A few unconvinced young people were eager to try, gesturing with their eyes to let others go first.

However, after grinding for a long time, no one dared to go up and give it a try.

Seeing a paralyzed man wandering around in the small arena on the second floor, everyone felt like they had a toothache!

Why does Mao feel so screwed up?

"I'm coming!!" Suddenly, a seemingly elegant young man in white stood up and floated to the small arena on the second floor like a white cloud.

When he landed on the ground, the young man in white clothes was fluttering in white clothes, his sleeves moved slightly, and his robe fell from the sky, giving people an indescribable visual beauty.

Qiao Mu had no expression on his face.

There was a thunderous applause from below.

"good!"

"good!!"

"This is the talented third young master of the Fang family, right?"

"I didn't expect Third Young Master Fang to come to participate in this competition."

"Hey, I'll go. If I had known that Young Master Fang would also come to compete, I would have bet on him to win."

"That's ridiculous. Then Master Fang doesn't come from a famous family? Why did he also come to participate in the competition in the underground fighting arena?"