: A waste of water from the bamboo basket

Author: Gan Fan

: A waste of water from the bamboo basket

Gao Qiqiang looked at the people around him, smiling on his faces, and then looking at other people's scoreboards, he was even more indignant.

He looked directly at Murong Fu and Zhuge Qingyun, and said word by word: "Senior Brother, I hope you can give me an explanation, why is there only one person who has no points reward?"

Murong Fu looked at him like that and raised his lips slightly: "Explanation? What level of your level is worth asking me for an explanation."

As soon as this said, Gao Qiqiang suddenly froze and looked at him with disbelief: "You..."

"What are you? You are so brave. I have never seen anyone dare to be so rude to Brother Murong."

"Hahaha, you are the number one person." Zhuge Qingyun laughed aside as if he was not interested in the excitement.

Gao Qiqiang also immediately realized what he said, and was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He quickly lowered his head and lowered his head:

"Senior Brother Murong, I was just impulsive, please forgive me."

"It's just that I'm confused. It's clear that none of us have cracked this game, why do they have points?"

"Please help me solve my doubts."

After he finished speaking, a little doubt flashed in the eyes of the others present, and they looked at Murong Fu one after another.

Yes! They obviously failed to crack the chess game, why do they still get points?

"Ha!" Murong Fu sneered and looked at him with disdain.

After a long time, he spoke slowly: "I originally meant to think that you all entered the [Kowloon Chess Game] and let you try it."

"I didn't think you could really crack it completely, I just wanted to test your reality."

"It doesn't matter this Explosion, it really reveals some virtual, real, black and white!"

He said, his eyes swept across the people present, with heavy pressure.

"The Guan sisters are not as good as men, and they are very strong. They are also very successful in controlling the flames. They are really two rare talents."

Guan Ju and Guan Zhi nodded slightly to show their respect.

"Yu Xiaohu and his group of six people, although they are not strong, have the advantage of being united and strong in their hearts and minds. Although they have gone astray, fortunately, they finally got lost."

"Especially this, Ma Sanpao, right?" Murong Fu said, looking at Ma Sanpao in the crowd, with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

Ma Sanpao's eyes suddenly met him, and with a little awe, nodded: "Yes!"

Murong Fu continued to speak: "He is the lowest-strength among all, but his attainments in formation are even better than me, and he is doing well!"

Ma Sanpao did not expect that he would have such a high evaluation of himself. He couldn't help but blush and lowered his head and said, "Senior brother praised him, it's just a family tradition."

Murong Fu smiled slowly: "Along the way, I see every effort of everyone, and also pay points based on everyone's performance."

"Please ask, who else is not satisfied with your score?"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly expressed their feelings: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

“We are all very satisfied.”

"Thank you for giving us this opportunity, I am grateful!"

After hearing a few words, everyone couldn't help but be deeply impressed by it, and even felt grateful to Murong Fu.

This time they entered the [Kowloon Chess Game], they not only got points, but also improved their strength and gained a group of good friends.

Only Gao Qiqiang, his eyes flashed with reluctance, as if he was about to spit out fire, and he wrote about his anger and dissatisfaction.

Zhuge Qingyun noticed his gaze and spoke coldly: "Gao Qiqiang, you don't have to look at us like this."

"In the whole chess game, you not only did not put in a slight effort, but you were also cunning and cunning, and unwilling to deliver your sincerity."

"I stabbed them in the back many times and used secret tricks. I am so advanced that I am not worthy of entering the [Canglan Sword Sect]!"

Zhuge Qingyun became more and more angry as he spoke, and made a lot of noise, which shocked Gao Qiqiang.

Murong Fu looked at Gao Qiqiang's expression, didn't want to say anything more, and sighed softly: "Forget it, you can do it yourself."

Gao Qiqiang stood there blankly, trembling lips, unable to say a word.

After saying that, he looked at everyone again: "Now there is still one hour before the trial is over. Everyone can continue to hunt and kill spirit beasts and increase points."

When Yu Xiaohu heard this, his face changed drastically: "What? Is there still one more time?"

They delayed a lot of time in the [Kowloon Chess Game], much more than three hours.

Why, now I have spent so much time in vain?

The others had the same questions.

Murong Fu showed a meaningful smile: "Guess?"

"I hope you will be famous on the list, and we will have a chance to go." As soon as he finished speaking, his figures and Zhuge Qingyun disappeared from the spot.

"Yes, senior brother!"

When the two left, everyone's doubts were still there and they couldn't help but start to guess.

"Can you say that the time inside [Kowloon Chess Game] is isolated from the outside world?"

"Well, I think what you said makes sense."

"Forget it, then continue to win points, and don't take it lightly."

After saying that, everyone walked forward and continued to hunt down the spirit beasts.

And Gao Qiqiang seemed to be the one who was forgotten by everyone, sitting on the ground for a long time.

Finally, he looked at the scoreboard in disbelief, and his whole body was a little crazy: "No, it's impossible, it's not like this!"

He said, instantly flying from the ground and blocking everyone's departure.

"Stop it all!" He was full of murderous aura, and the surging spiritual aura surrounded his body.

Seeing him like this, everyone stopped leaving, and the eyes of his eyes were filled with a hint of humor and contempt.

"Oh, this is Gao Qiqiang. Why is it still a big zero egg after so long?"

"You don't know this, some people are useless!"

"Oh, so that's it..."

For a moment, everyone's ridicule fell into Gao Qiqiang's ears, stimulating him all the time.

Gao Qiqiang looked at everyone with fierce eyes, and his spiritual energy swept out in an instant: "Give it! Me! Shut up! Mouth!"

"Boom!" Yu Xiaohu's eyes were quick and quick, and he hurriedly blocked it. The two of them made a huge explosion of spiritual energy.

Guan Zhi noticed something was wrong and looked at him with some vigilance: "What are you going to do?"

Gao Qiqiang smiled coldly and looked at the eight people's scoreboard: "I said I don't have points? Then I will take all your points, and no one will be left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and thousands of sword blades emerged as his spiritual energy changed.

Countless swords scattered in the air, emitting dazzling lights.
Chapter completed!