Miss Waste Material: Fengming World

334 The Ring 8
It would be a lie to say that it is not uncomfortable.

But he knew it was the last time.

After the game...

She will go to the country of Chexu to participate in the national competition, and she will probably never come back.

Tongtian Tower...

The hand in the sleeve tightened unconsciously, and he looked lonely.

He doesn't like being emperor.

If possible, he would rather be able to leave here with her to see various scenery.

But he can't.

And Moon Beauty would not be willing either.

He knew it all, but in the end he would be sad, sad, and unwilling.

If he could meet her earlier, would the result be different?
Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

In the past year, ministers have played the matter of setting up a concubine in the harem one after another.

Forced to do so, he finally compromised.

It's not that he can't resist, but that such a person who can make him go against the will of the whole world is not by his side.

He had no reason to resist, nor was he motivated.

Although he has never touched any concubine, he knows it very well.

Now he is no longer good enough for her.

As the third round of competition came to an end, there were only thirteen people left.

This time, Instructor Zheng didn't draw lots. Instead, he gathered more than a dozen people on the No. 13 ring. He carefully explained the rules and several people, "Next, you [-] people, challenge freely, win one game, One point will be added, and the loser will be eliminated directly, until the final challenge will be decided, and the top eight will be determined."

After he finished speaking, he retreated to the corner of the ring, "The challenge begins now!"

Feng Qianyue glanced at everyone.

Thirteen people, except myself.

Feng Beihan, Liu Anjing, and Bai Rui are their own people.

She had met Song Yu and Li Ruo once.

The rest are Lin Xia, Jiang Xiner, and Zhou Ling.

Feng Qianyue only knew about this because there were people cheering in the audience during their competition, and there were four other people, two men and two women, which she didn't know.

However, their cultivation bases are all above the third level Xuanzong.

Wuxuanfeng's competition method is clearly to pick out the eight strongest players.

After all, this is to participate in the national competition, and every country wants to show its strongest strength and does not want to be ashamed.

She lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

The others also looked at each other, and no one spoke first.

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

Those with low cultivation bases dare not challenge at will, because one of their decisions may cause them to be eliminated.

And it's not good for those with high cultivation base to challenge those with low cultivation base first. If the challenge is of equal strength, it is easy to lose both sides.

So they stalemate.

Everyone is secretly making their own calculations.

After a while, someone pointed at Feng Beihan, "I want to challenge you!"

Feng Qianyue glanced at the man.

Feng Beihan smiled slightly.

He was actually quite satisfied with being able to get to this point.

Not only is his cultivation limited, but his talent is also limited.

If it wasn't for the spar given to him by his younger sister a few days ago, coupled with his desperate efforts, he might still be a mysterious master now.

There will be no chance to participate in such a trial.

He nodded, "OK."

"Very good, the challenge begins!"

Instructor Zheng waved his hand in satisfaction.

Other people who were not challenged got off the ring one after another, watching the competition on the stage.

The challenger was a man.

26 Qi looks like a fifth-level Xuanzong, two levels higher than Feng Beihan.

And he just happened to be a fire element, which restrained ice elements.

There is no need to think too much about such a lineup, and I know that Feng Beihan will definitely lose!

"Offended!" The man said, and then made a move.

(End of this chapter)