The children of the Nan family were so angry that they saw that none of them were their own people on the field.

Looking at Nalan Zhenyue's gaze, I wanted to eat her.

Their Nan family has always been proud, but all such pride was trampled by Nalan Zhenyue.

The referee is reporting on the winner of the game, and Nalan Zhenyue has not stepped down yet.

She naturally noticed the anger of the Nan family, and a reckless curve appeared on the corner of her mouth.

A breeze blew, and her hair of different lengths flew up. But she suddenly stretched out her hand. Her slender and fair arms looked so fragile, but she looked like a huge mountain that could not be defeated.

She was smiling, her narrow eyebrows and eyes shining with sparkling light in the sun, which was too dazzling.

Her hair was flying, her facial features were vivid, and her smile was too gorgeous, with her unique pride and confidence. For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Such Nalan Zhenyue gives people a kind of beauty that is undisputed by male and female, and gives people the illusion of a beautiful boy.

Her fingers moved and made a snap of her fingers clearly. Such a sound, such an expression should make people feel very arrogant, but at this moment, everyone just felt that this girl shrouded in the sun exuded an attractive charm all over her body.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

What stunned the children of the four major families was that after three seconds of silence in the audience, a shocking scream broke out.

Immediately afterwards, the support team from the Jiang family also started shouting.

"So handsome!"

"So attractive!"

"Why didn't I find that we all have such people in Kyoto?"

"Oh my God! I actually think she is so handsome!" The grandmother in the audience was excited.

The grandmother is indeed a person who is old and has no heart.

Among those screaming, most of them were girls.

But the men around were extremely ashamed.

Although they also think that her cultivation level on the field is pretty good and her methods are neat, it is not like this?!

The fat man was sweating profusely and thought to himself: How great would it be if it were him, it would be!

Although Nalan Zhenyue's cultivation level showed in this game was not the most powerful in these games, none of them attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Qing, who was standing behind her, smiled apart, and his back was straight.

"It's great, it's great to meet you. I hope we will have more opportunities to fight side by side in the future." Wen Qing's words were sincere. He thought he hadn't said it, but otherwise he had already spoken out.

The voice was very low, and Nalan Zhenyue heard it in front of her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper.

"Pack!"

Just then, a voice sounded.

It was Nanlan, who was kicked out by Nalan Zhenyue, and was now supported to heal her wounds.

She fell into a coma once, and when she woke up, she happened to see such a scene. She was angry and shocked, sad and jealous. All kinds of emotions surged into her heart, and she almost let her spit out blood, so she couldn't help but say that.
Chapter completed!