"Miss Ye is extremely talented, there is no need to be humble."
Whenever there is a chance, he will not admit defeat.
However--
That's all, the results have come out, it's useless to talk about it now.
Ye Xiyue rolled her eyes.
It's really much easier to talk to smart people.
Lu Huaining turned around and walked towards the audience.
Countless eyes came together, each with different meanings.
Lu Huaining just pretended not to know, walked down the stage step by step, and returned to Qianfeng Academy.
He came to Qiao Qiaoqing and pursed his lips slightly:
"You are disappointed."
Qiao Qiaoqing's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and veins were pulsing on his forehead.
Lu Huaining is his favorite disciple! He is also his most valued disciple!
Over the years, he had put a lot of thought and energy into cultivating Lu Huaining, and Lu Huaining had always been outstanding and had never disgraced him.
But who would have thought - he actually lost today's match that was supposed to be a sure win! He still lost to Ye Xiyue!
He suppressed his anger and said:
"That's all."
Whether it was out of his usual preference for Lu Huaining or his scruples about his status as King Han, Qiao Qiaoqing couldn't really get angry at Lu Huaining.
Even if he was feeling aggrieved and angry to death, he could only swallow it alone.
Things have reached this point, and it's too late to say anything else!
"You are also injured, go and rest and adjust."
Qiao Qiaoqing said as he handed over a jade bottle.
The Heavenly Ruler is of great significance to Lu Huaining, and the damage Ye Xiyue's attack caused to Lu Huaining today is definitely more serious than it seems on the surface.
It was difficult to say these words in front of everyone, so Qiao Qiaoqing could only speak tactfully.
Lu Huaining's face was still pale. Hearing this, he took the jade bottle with both hands:
"Thank you, Master."
Qiao Qiaoqing waved his hand.
He really wasn't in the mood to say anything more now.
As soon as Lu Huaining took a step forward, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Song Yihan.
The two looked at each other.
Song Yihan said strangely:
"Your Highness, do you have anything else to explain?"
Lu Huaining paused and then said:
"Ye Xiyue is extremely powerful, please be careful."
Song Yihan was stunned for a moment, then responded immediately.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I know all this."
For some reason, Lu Huaining always felt a little weird when he heard this.
His eyes were fixed on Song Yihan, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing, only nodded slightly, and turned around to leave.
Song Yihan seemed to be very respectful to him, but during the conversation just now, his expression was very relaxed, and he obviously did not take his words to heart.
What's more... Lu Huaining saw a hint of disapproval of herself in his eyes.
The corners of Lu Huaining's mouth moved slightly and he smiled silently.
Yes, he was the one who lost. It was too late for everyone to ridicule him, so how could they still listen to him?
At this moment, the deep and powerful voice of Elder Mu Lingzhi came from the field:
"In the sixth game of the elite competition finals, Nanshan College Ye Xiyue won!"
After a short period of silence, a burst of enthusiastic cheers and celebrations suddenly came from the rear right!
"We won! We won!"
"Junior sister Xi Yue is indeed amazing!"
"Haha! Don't forget, she has already skipped a grade before, and now she can no longer call her Junior Sister!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and the entire Nanshan College became lively.
Lu Huaining stopped thinking about it, walked to the back, sat down, swallowed the elixir in the bottle, closed his eyes, blocked all the surrounding sights, and began to regulate his breathing.
