Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1242: You can’t afford to lose the same

"Enough!"

With a cold drink...

Bang!

Ye chased and stood up abruptly.

"Don't you just want to challenge me? Just come, don't question my master!"

He is young and vigorous, and it is the time of blood. Now that he and his master are all questioned, how can he bear it?

Lin Tingfeng is the same!

In his bones, there has always been an unparalleled pride!

In the past in Yinzong, when he was looked down upon, he never bowed his head to anyone.

"No matter who it is, Young Master Qingfeng, or someone else, just come! However, I, Lin Tingfeng's ugly words, are in front of me, the martial arts tournament, swords and swords have no eyes, no matter life or death, you challenge now, if you lose your life, don't worry about it. Don't blame us!" Dongyu Pavilion and those who questioned them have successfully provoked him!

He has decided that he will never be soft on those who challenge him!

Speak up!

Lin Tingfeng and Ye Zhuixun looked at each other and flew to the stage one after another.

"..." Lou Qianxue looked at the two making their own decisions, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to cover her forehead.

"These two stinky boys!" The Great Elder Yinzong also frowned and sighed.

"Self-protection, there shouldn't be a problem." However, the East Territory Pavilion is so turbulent, if it has to play extra games, it must be relied upon. She is afraid that her two stupid apprentices will know the way of others!

The pavilion master of the Dongyu Pavilion looked at Ye Zunxun and Lin Tingfeng with heavy eyes: "After all, the two are the first in the martial arts competition. How can ordinary people win if they are unprepared and challenged easily? Moreover, the extra competition has just been formulated. I'm afraid that many sects will not be selected, so let's put the extra matches to tomorrow!"

"It's ridiculous, now you admit that we are number one in the martial arts tournament." Lin Tingfeng sneered: "You said everything..."

Ye Zunxun also raised his eyebrows: "There's no way, who would let someone be the host, what else can we do besides obeying their rules?"

"Tomorrow is tomorrow...but the end result, no matter how long it takes, will not change!"

Even though Ye Zunxun and Lin Tingfeng haven't been with each other for a few days, they should cooperate very well. Your words and my words will nakedly run against the pavilion master of Dongyu Pavilion!

The pavilion master's cheeks twitched quickly, but the pavilion master is worthy of being the pavilion owner, and his mental quality is good. Except for the coldness and killing accident that flashed in his eyes, he behaved as always in a dignified manner, selectively ignoring Ye After joking with Lin Tingfeng, he immediately said, "Since the two have no objection, let's decide!"

Seeing this, other sect disciples and elders also felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

"Why do I feel... It seems that the East Region Pavilion can't afford to lose, so what is the extra match?"

"However, if Young Master Qingfeng took the shot, Lin Tingfeng and Ye Zunxun really couldn't be the first!"

"Unfortunately, Young Master Qingfeng is in retreat..."

There are more sects to ponder for a long time.

"Lin Tingfeng and Ye Zhuixun's cultivation bases can be seen to be very powerful, and they have already said that they will not keep their hands in the extra matches. Life... let's forget this challenge, if the East Territory Pavilion wants it, let the East Territory Pavilion do it! Anyway, it's the first, it's not our turn anyway..."

Amid the many discussions, the martial arts tournament is temporarily suspended, and an extra match will be held tomorrow.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ye Zunxun and Lin Tingfeng flew back from Wutai, and looked at Lou Qianxue in awe, not at all with the prestige and momentum he had on the stage before: "Master...you, you won't kidnap us to make an opinion. ?"