On the stage, the two masters confronted each other.
"Are you Su Luo's friend?" Luo Haoming sneered at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of deep meaning.
"Yes." Dark Yeming nodded without hesitation.
"Then, it's up to you to repay some interest for your friend first!" As Luo Haoming spoke, a white circle of light formed in his hand.
Luo Haoming, tenth-order strength.
Dark night, the eighth-order peak strength.
Dark Yeming's strengths lie in planning, so it's normal for him to be lacking in strength.
Dark Yeming calculated accurately that if he wants to defeat Luo Haoming, the success rate is only 0.0001%, which is infinitely close to zero.
After getting this result, Dark Yeming raised his hand directly: "I admit defeat!"
He said these three words quickly and accurately, a family that simply did not respond to Luo Haoming.
Luo Haoming didn't plan to talk to An Yeming either. He planned to let the tenth-tier strength trick go and directly beat him down, but he never thought that An Yeming would be so straightforward!
The game hasn't even started yet, and he just conceded defeat.
This is not the preliminaries, this is the finals!
"What did you say?" Luo Haoming didn't take back the blazing white ball of light.
"I admit defeat!" After saying this, An Yeming raised a successful smile from the corner of his eyes, then turned and left without stopping, leaving Luo Haoming with a gorgeous back.
Luo Haoming held a radiant ball of light in his right hand, like a fool, watching the dark night gradually drifting away, and finally walked into the crowd, high-fiving and cheering with his friends. That way, it was as if he had returned triumphantly in the dark night!
"My second Olympic!" Luo Haoming angrily smashed the condensed ball of light to the ground!
It's just abominable!
Although he won this game, he felt an unprecedented suffocation, as if he punched him hard, but hit the cotton, making people unable to get out in one breath.
In the end, Luo Haoming had no choice but to leave angrily!
Under the stage, everyone on Su Luo's side cheered around Luo Haoming.
"Smart! That's how it should be! You see, Luo Haoming is so angry that his hair is smoking, hahaha—" Bei Chenying put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.
Zi Yan gave him a white look: "I've never seen you so stupid, I'm happy if I lose and win."
"Then what's wrong, at least our little Mingming wasn't injured, right?" Bei Chenying raised his chin, "Knowing that you are defeated, admit defeat early to avoid unnecessary pain. This is the most correct choice."
But at this time, Dark Yeming looked at Su Luo with sympathy: "You have to be careful."
"Huh?" Su Luo was a little puzzled.
"Luo Haoming is very hostile to you." Dark Yeming said in a low voice.
Su Luo is a smart person, she could hear the general idea from Dark Yeming's words, she nodded: "I will be careful."
Luo Haoming actually took his anger on her friend because of her, it was simply unbearable.
"Nangong, help me beat him next time!" Su Luo couldn't beat him herself, but it didn't matter, her Nangong was the most powerful.
"As you wish." Nangong Liuyun's slender, jade-like fingers hooked Su Luo's nose, and there were soft waves that were so gentle and addictive in his eyes.
"That's about it." Su Luo cast a cold look at Luo Haoming's back.
Men conquer the world, and women, in fact, can gain the whole world as long as they conquer this man.