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1223. A lot of pressure!

Wen Ranran had a very confusing dream. In the dream, Xia Liyuan turned into an extremely evil monster. Xia Lishuang was going to marry another woman, and there were Wen Zhong, Gu Qingxuan, Zhang Yicheng...

Their figures disappeared one by one in the light.

When she woke up, Wen Ranran felt cold sweat covering her forehead.

That bizarre dream seemed to indicate a different ending.

But who is she? She is Wen Ranran!

Wen Ranran shook her head to get rid of all these miscellaneous things, and sat quietly for a while before feeling back to normal.

However, when Wen Ranran stepped onto the playing field the next day and saw the so-called score rankings, she was slightly stunned.

Because for no reason, unlike the fateful duel between the first and fifth meridians, the second meridians had a bye yesterday. On that day, the so-called third meridians with the lowest score, after they left that day, in the duel with the fourth meridians,

He got a terrifying score of 18 points and is now firmly in second place.

Wen Ranran looked at the rankings and couldn't help but shook her head.

"Hey, look at that ranking, how much water has been put into it!"

Gu Qiandao beside him also curled his lips, "Who knows? Si Mai is an old follower. He has been following behind Yi Mai and San Mai. Now, Yi Mai and San Mai are united, and they are eager to join in!"

"I just don't know what kind of results the so-called second pulse can achieve..." Wen Ranran sighed.

There is no bye for the second lineage today, the bye spots are for the third lineage.

Now, I don’t know how it will be divided.

"Isn't it? Isn't it? When we draw lots, we won't win the lottery again, right?" Gu Qiandao had already started praying and screamed.

Wen Ranran estimated the rankings of the past few days, and felt that something was not right about this.

If they continue to draw Yimai today, then... the losses must be huge. For Yimai, whether this is good or bad is a question worth considering.

Naturally, Wen Ranran didn't know how important these things were to Yimai, but looking at Gu Yichao's stinky face and the bandage on his shoulder today, plus the fact that Sanmai didn't appear, she probably knew

, what kind of lot will I draw today?

Because Gu Yichao was injured yesterday, Yimai only received a pitiful five points and is now ranked last.

Therefore, now the best way for them is to divide the points. Therefore, there is a high probability that one pulse will be drawn to the fourth pulse today, and they will continue to focus on dividing points like the three pulses that day.

But on his side, he wanted to kill Gu Erhe, who had always had good communication with him.

This seemingly fair draw is actually based on secret operations, and every step is subconsciously forcing out the potential of the five meridians.

Wen Ranran took a deep breath. This time, she took the stage to draw lots.

On the stage, Gu Yichao, Gu Siyou, and Gu Erhe were already standing. Wen Ranran exhaled slightly, and finally drew her own number from the carton in front of her.

Number two.

Wen Ranran glanced at the note, only to find that Gu Erhe winked at her.

Sure enough, Gu Erhe is also No. 2!

Number two not only represents who the opponent is, but also represents the order in which they will compete on stage.

Wen Ranran looked at Gu Erhe with a complicated expression.

After the lottery was completed, everyone went down to arrange the order of appearance. Gu Erhe looked at Wen Ranran and smiled bitterly, "There is no way, it seems... you Five Meridians are really unlucky!"

Wen Ranran curled her lips, revealing a sarcastic sneer.

Isn't it?

Everyone knows that the so-called Four Meridians have a weak foundation and are the best choice for improving points.

Therefore, the first, second, and third meridians almost take turns to score points on the fourth meridians, but this good luck will never be their turn!

It's really stressful to be able to achieve such results while being targeted... Wen Ranran covered her forehead, wishing she could just go to the door and beat those who were in the way one by one. In this way, maybe no one would follow.

I won the championship myself.
Chapter completed!
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