Chapter 2012 3.458 Disposed Of

It's unbelievable that these little ants from the Lower Star Territory, not to mention their arrogant attitude, can actually beat so many of his seventh-level spiritual masters in one breath until they can no longer take care of themselves!

What kind of strength should this be?

Zhao He glanced at everyone in the top academy with lingering fear.

He didn't know that among the people from the top colleges, there were several great gods from the Spiritual Realm and the Immortal Realm.

If these great gods were not worried about whether Tiandao would come to cause trouble, so they just considered taking action, it would be impossible for Zhao Helian to have half of the people left.

If Xiao Taisui and the others were serious, it would be useless for Zhao He to bring hundreds or even thousands of great spiritual masters with him. They would still be unable to escape the fate of being killed instantly.

In the face of absolute strength, Zhao He could only surrender.

As long as he still wants to live, he must bow his head as soon as possible.

Thinking of his only son Zhao Li, Zhao He felt uneasy again.

No! He couldn't just leave his son alone.

Zhao Li died innocently and in vain. He must take back this justice from the girl with a dull expression in front of him!

Just, even if I can't take it back, I still have to bite off a piece of that girl's flesh!

Zhao Li was still waiting to entangle him, but Mo Lian said coldly, "It's taken care of."

"Yes!" Four or five secret guards immediately appeared behind him. Under the leadership of Tong, they directly used spiritual power to lock the horrified Zhao He, dragged several of Zhao He's disciples, and immediately disappeared in front of people.

Miss Qiao blinked and shook Mo Lian's wrist, "Who is he? Why have I never seen him before?"

"His name is Tong. Let's use the man sent here by the emperor first." At present, he still has a shortage of manpower. He will slowly replenish it when he returns to China.

Qiao Mu nodded, "Oh."

"Qiao Qiao, don't worry." Mo Lian raised her hand and touched her cheek, "I can handle these idle people."

Qiao Mu didn't bother to care about Zhao He's affairs. Since Prince Mo took care of everything for her, Miss Qiao was naturally... happy and at ease.

"Lian, is that person named Tong sent by the Emperor of China?"

"Yeah." Mo Lian nodded.

"reliable?"

"I don't know yet." Mo Lian shook her head, "But for now, she is quite obedient and hasn't caused me any trouble."

Qiao Mu said "Oh", "Okay."

The interrupted game finally returned to calm after Zhao He and his team were dragged away.

It was just calm on the surface. As for everyone's hearts, seeing how turbulent the eyes of Mo Lian were, Qiao Mu didn't bother to care.

"The first event of the finals will be held in the afternoon."

"You can go back to the inn to rest for the first half of the day."

Everyone:...

Your time for this competition is too tight!

Do you wish you could spend all your time eating and sleeping?

In just a few days, there are so many games to be played, the intensity is high and the opponents are strong!

Many people can no longer hold on any longer.

At this moment, I heard that I could only rest for half a day, so no one hesitated anymore. They just grabbed their team and hurried back to the inn.

"You're kidding." Zhou Danjing said angrily, "This year's competition is a complete mess! I don't know who is coming up with bad ideas all day long! These are all deceptive things!"

The little fat man and the others comforted Instructor Zhou for a few words, and then went back to Anping Inn with the instructors.

Qiao Mu doesn't matter.