"Am I wrong? Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. How can there be so many excuses? The reason why you were easily defeated by us is because you think you are smart. What do you have to be proud of?" Mu Hanyan was not polite. scolded.
Although Huayue and the others were just right for her to hide their strength, Mu Hanyan still felt uncomfortable seeing them being so underestimated, even treated as a hindrance. Lu Junran compared them to teammates like pigs, which made Mu Hanyan even more Han Yan couldn't take it anymore, so naturally she wouldn't show him any kindness.
Zhao Feng and the others all looked at Lu Junran. The reason why they lost so cleanly and so embarrassingly was because of Lu Junran's desire to preserve his strength, so they felt a little bit of resentment towards Lu Junran in their hearts. People, this time coming to Shangyue is headed by Lu Junran, so they don't have much to say.
Lu Junran was rendered speechless by Mu Hanyan's scolding, his face was flushed with shame, unable to utter a word, he turned around and left the martial arts arena.
Behind him, there was a sound of cheers. Although Huayue and the others performed mediocrely, Mu Hanyan used his own strength to win everyone's approval.
"Hahahaha, I knew it would be like this. Those guys actually bet on Hanyan to lose, a bunch of idiots." When Mu Hanyan stepped off the competition stage, she heard Ling Baobao's insolent laughter.
Needless to say, Ling Baobao "picked up" a lot of money in the competition just now.
Next to him, Yue Xiuming looked envious. This is the seat for the contestants. There are not many seats. This guy found a small horse from somewhere, and sat on it with a hunched back. He is half shorter than Huayue and others around him, looking like a doormat. , how can there be any majesty of the royal children at all.
"Thank you, aunt, you didn't get hurt just now, right?" Seeing Mu Hanyan approaching, Yue Xiuming rushed up to him, beating his back and squeezing his shoulders, with a flattering smile on his face, following Mu Hanyan. Wu's previous appearance is exactly the same, just like a human sword pet.
Mu Hanyan's seniority is a generation lower than Yue Fanchen's, but he is a generation higher than Yue Xiuming's. After all, he should be called Mu Hanyan's aunt. However, unlike Mu Hanyan who was more or less awkward calling Yue Fanchen's uncle, this guy's aunt called him as smoothly as possible. It is probably because he has become a habit because of anger, and it is no big deal to call him aunt a few times.
"Why are you here?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I'm worried about my aunt getting hurt, so I came here to take a look." Yue Xiuming said flatteringly.
"What's the matter, tell me quickly." Mu Hanyan said impatiently. Ever since he knew Mu Hanyan's identity, this guy never took that debt seriously again, and wrapped around him like brown candy every day, which annoyed Mu Hanyan very much.
"Hey, it's like this, I want to borrow some money from you." Yue Xiuming said shyly.
"What are you borrowing money for? It seems that you haven't paid back what you owed me before." Mu Hanyan glanced at Yue Xiuming, and really couldn't understand why this guy had such a thick skin. He ran away again without paying a cent of the previous money. Come to borrow money.
"Didn't I see that it was easy for Brother Ling to win money? I also want to win a little bit, or else I wouldn't have the money to pay you back." Yue Xiuming said with a smile on his face, and Mu Hanyan felt nauseous seeing that obsequious look.
"How much do you want to borrow?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"A few million taels should be enough." Yue Xiuming said tentatively. Originally, I wanted to borrow more, but when I thought about the foreign debt I owed Mu Hanyan, I felt embarrassed and opened my mouth.
"Take it, remember to return it." Mu Hanyan was never polite to his family, so he handed him five hundred taels of silver.
"Thank you, aunt, thank you, aunt." Yue Xiuming happily took the bank note, his smile was so sweet that Huayue and the others felt tingly.
"Also, gambling is not good." Mu Hanyan reminded Yue Xiuming again.
Although he doesn't care about these millions, Mu Hanyan doesn't want to see him lose all these millions by betting indiscriminately. Don't look at how easy Ling Baobao's money is, because he has good eyesight Well, this idiot nephew in front of him doesn't have such good eyesight.
"Don't worry, Auntie, I'll follow Brother Ling's bets, and nothing will happen." Yue Xiuming said with a nod and bow, but he knew himself.
"Well, by the way, baby, bet on me too." Mu Hanyan nodded, and took out another stack of bank notes and threw it to Ling Baobao.
"Aunt, didn't you say that gambling is bad?" Yue Xiuming was stunned, and asked cautiously.
"Gambling is bad, but he's picking up money, not gambling." Mu Hanyan said straightforwardly.
Yue Xiuming rolled his eyes, his eyes were full of contempt.
Huayue and the others also used to take out the bank notes and hand them to Ling Baobao. He will pick up the money, so everyone can rest assured.
After receiving the silver ticket, Yue Xiuming followed Baobao Ling happily and left, while the competition in the audience continued.
In the second match, Yue Fanchen, Longya, Longdan, Longxin, and a young disciple from the Royal Jianyin Academy fought against another team composed of disciples from the Jianyin Academy.
Speaking of which, it might be due to the bad luck of Mu Hanyan and others. As soon as they came up, they met Lu Junran and others from Xiqin. The opponents are all teams from the Royal Jianying Academy, and their strength is relatively weak.
Without any accidents, Yue Fanchen and Longya were safe and sound, and they easily defeated their opponents in less than ten breaths.
Because it was too relaxed, there was no applause from the audience, and it was not exciting at all, and everyone looked disappointed.
Of course, Mu Hanyan would not be surprised by such a result. She is very clear about Yue Fanchen's strength, even if he is also an elite expert of the Royal Sword Academy, it is difficult for others to be his opponent.
Probably because the strength gap between the two sides in the next competition was too great, the mentor who was the referee didn't bother to waste time, and immediately announced the start of the next competition as soon as Yue Fanchen stepped down.
This time, Yi Xingtian and others from Northern Qi Xuelan Academy fought against another team of disciples from the Royal Jianying Academy.
As soon as the handsome and tall Yi Xingtian took the stage with two charming maids, cheers and whistles erupted immediately from the audience.
There is a huge gap in strength, this competition is definitely nothing to watch, but such a beauty, such strength, is enough to attract everyone's attention.
Yi Xingtian's gaze slowly swept across the stage, that cold gaze, like a sharp sword's edge passing through the heart, everyone's heart was chilled, and there was no longer any wishful thinking, and the whole martial arts arena was shocked Quiet for an instant.
"Draw your sword." Yi Xingtian then turned his head and said to those disciples of Jianyin Academy who came up to the stage. That indifferent gaze seemed to be just a few ants in front of her.