She turned back slightly, her pretty and pretty face now full of indifference and sympathy.
"You can't learn it, so I don't have to teach you!"
"Pfft——" Xia Liyuan couldn't hold back his laughter in the stands.
"This little girl is really... murderous and heart-wrenching!"
Wen Ranran shook his head, "That's not necessarily the case... His heart has been broken. Even if he knows now, it will become a knot in his heart. When you learn about the martial arts you have practiced for more than ten years,
There is a way to be easily overcome by others, and you get this method easily, what will happen to you?"
"Me? My mentality is broken! I have been practicing for more than ten years, but I found that it is useless and I have to go crazy!" Xia Liyuan understood, "When the mentality is unstable, it is easiest to take detours.
, are you afraid that he will not be able to find his own cultivation path?"
"Um!"
"However, I found that I still have a good command of language. The shield will be shattered and the person will fly away, which is true at all! But, aren't you afraid that he will become depressed from now on and his mentality will also collapse?"
"Then what does it matter to me? That means he is not suitable for martial arts, and it would be better to just change his profession?" Wen Ranran shrugged.
Many people in the audience looked at all this in disbelief.
A little girl actually defeated Gu Yidun, who is known as the best turtle shell among the young generation in Yizhou? How is this possible?
Even Gu Yichao, who had always been confident, stood up in shock.
You don't have to watch Gu Yiqiang's scene, Wen Ranran will definitely appear, and what Gu Yiqiang has to do is just to consume Wen Ranran as much as possible on this basis.
But how could Gu Yidun lose?!
Especially when the other party has not sent Xia Liyuan! Our side actually still lost!
Losing means that even if he and Gu Qiandao tied in the round, the total score would only be a tie!
Next to him, a girl who looked hot and coquettish was sitting behind Gu Yichao.
"Brother Yichao, will I still show up?" Gu Yiqiang's eyes widened, looking at the hands held by Gu Yichao and Gu Shanshan, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
Gu Yichao took a deep breath.
"Proceed as planned!"
Gu Yiqiang nodded slightly and was about to leave, but was pulled back by Gu Shanshan.
"Sister, if something unexpected happens...take action as soon as possible!" Gu Shanshan looked at Gu Yiqiang tenderly.
Gu Yiqiang was stunned, looking at this so-called proud girl of heaven, and didn't understand why she, who always had eyes on her forehead, was suddenly so gentle to her.
"Sister, you——"
"This is a paralysis powder, then...that girl is really too vicious, remember to protect yourself!"
Gu Yiqiang was dubious, but she heard Gu Yichao say: "Go, but remember, what you accept is your own! It has nothing to do with Shanshan!"
Gu Yiqiang was stunned, bit her lower lip, and then nodded slightly.
Gu Shanshan squinted her eyes and laughed.
This was the first time in so long that Gu Yichao defended her like this...
Wen Ranran was already waiting below. Gu Yiqiang stumbled onto the stage and ran up. Looking at Wen Ranran, she was obviously a little frightened.
She believed that she couldn't even defeat Gu Shanshan, not to mention that Wen Ranran had beaten Gu Shanshan directly in the previous game...but she was temporarily promoted today.
Even though she was reluctant, Gu Yiqiang did not want to be looked down upon by her own son.
She has followed the young master since she was a child, and is also a child of the Gu family. If we really count it by seniority, she is also Gu Yichao's cousin.
However, she is not as dazzling as Gu Shanshan who is good at everything...
But since Gu Yichao asked, she would always comply.
Gu Shanshan stood there, holding Gu Yichao's arm with a smile as sweet as honey.
Behind him was Gu Yixi's pale and silent face.
Gu Yixi squeezed a voice flower in her hand and hid it in her sleeve without leaving any trace.
The gramophone flower, as its name suggests, has an effect similar to recording. Moreover, the language of this flower cannot lie. Once this thing is recorded deliberately, it will wither subconsciously.