Situ Hongjun looked at Su Luo excitedly, and gave Su Luo a thumbs up: "Little Junior Sister, you are the real real person who doesn't show your appearance, Senior Brother is not as good as you."
Situ Hongjun took the bottle of half-step emperor-level blood coagulation pill, straightened his waist, and walked off the battle stage triumphantly. Where is the vicissitudes of defeat and defeat
At this moment, the group of juniors and brothers all stared at Situ Hongjun's back with envy and hatred.
If they could get a whole bottle of half-step emperor-level blood coagulation pill, they would also be willing to be sprayed by their junior sister, even if they were sprayed on the bed for ten years.
Su Luo finally defeated Situ Hongjun and got one of the only two places.
On the other side, the battle between the little cub and the second senior brother was basically nothing to watch, because as everyone expected, it ended with the strong crush of the little cub.
So, in this qualifying competition, two places were finally competed.
One is the little cub that everyone expected, and the other is Su Luo, who no one expected.
Among them, the most proud person is none other than the third elder.
Because of Su Luo and the little cub, the third elder personally invited them back to the sect from the foot of the mountain.
Moreover, the third elder also got the reputation of wisdom eye and knowledge beads, in fact, the third elder himself is in a fog.
What made the third elder stunned was that in order to let the low-strength Su Luo fall into the sect, he made a bunch of nonsense. ... but it came true!
Thinking of this, the third elder himself was drunk.
Now, the last two have been chosen.
The recruiting teacher did not speak, that is to say, the two people will continue to compare.
So, next, there was no rest time, and the PK battle between Su Luo and the little cub was directly carried out.
One is the well-received little cub, and the other is the little dark horse that suddenly sprang up. These two people, who have always been attentive to Mengmeng, finally stood on the PK stage. Who will win the final victory
The crowd in the audience was very intense.
"It's still a guess? Of course, it's Lord Xiaoke. The strength of Lord Xiaoke is difficult for even the elders to resist. How can you lose?"
"That's right, and although Su Luo can defeat the senior brother, don't forget, if Master Xiao Ke wants to defeat the senior brother, one finger is enough."
"But, didn't you find out? Lord Xiaoke listens to Su Luo's words very much."
"It's one thing to be obedient, but now it's the Imperial College quota! If it were you, would you give up the Imperial College quota?"
"That means, Mr. Ke will definitely win?"
"That's absolutely!"
Among the inner disciples, everyone, 100%, guessed that Xiaoke would win.
And at the VIP table, the elders were also very excited to discuss.
The conclusion they came to was exactly the same as that of the inner disciples, that is, how could Lord Xiaoke lose? !
At this moment, the most entangled in the heart is the Sect Master.
Because these two broken children, the background is too big.
One is the only disciple of the Black and White Shuangjue Old Monster for hundreds of millions of years.
One is the only cub of the main god of protection, Xuanwu.
These two PKs are really...
But at this moment, a sneer flashed in Murong Mo's eyes!
She hates Su Luo and is afraid of Xiao Ke, but if she were to choose, she would rather Xiao Ke go to Imperial College, because Su Luo's appearance really made her jealous to the point of madness!