Chapter 240 Eight to Four, a must-lose game
Ming Wei won the Xingluo Royal Academy, but many insiders knew that she had cheated, but no one dared to tell her.
Because they know better what kind of signatures are placed in the lottery box with the mechanism. Once exposed, they will be more embarrassed.
The Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition is very likely to lose its previous credibility and be discredited.
So, I can only swallow this breath.
Soon after the eight-to-four competition, all the opponents were drawn.
The Medicine Master Sect faced off against the Star Luo Royal Academy.
The Holy Spirit Sect versus the Proud Sword Sect.
The Snow Demon Sect versus the Lieyang Sect.
Xuanyue Academy vs. Shrek Academy.
As soon as the lottery results came out, Mingwei knew that the Mo Junjun brothers and sisters would stop in the top eight.
“Other people don’t know what the Snow Demon Sect’s trump card is, don’t we know? The so-called Snow Demon Sect is clearly the original sect with a new skin.”
Ming Wei sighed He took a breath and secretly sent the news of abstention to Mo Junjun brother and sister.
No matter how big the game is, it is not as important as their safety.
The Noumenon Sect is not easy to deal with.
But the two of them agreed to Ming Wei on the surface, but Ming Wei still saw them on the competition field the day after tomorrow.
But that’s a story for another day. There are still two days before the game, and these two days are by no means peaceful.
There are undercurrents surging throughout Mingdu.
Killings happen in the dark from time to time, and people disappear quietly from time to time.
Some of them are contestants, and some come to watch the competition.
But there is too little that Ming Wei and others can do.
The Holy Spirit Cult has too many people and is extremely powerful.
She and her friends have not fully grown up and cannot completely prevent this secret massacre.
The Evil Suppression Disk reminds them all the time that there are evil soul masters around and there is danger, but they refuse to leave. The Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition is too attractive to them. .
"Wei Wei, we are too passive. Instead of passively saving people, we should take the initiative to prevent them from doing anything again."
After seeing off another family of spectators, Huo Yuhao suddenly said this.
One word awakened Ming Wei.
“I understand.”
Ming Wei immediately returned to Mingyue Hotel, put on Mingyue’s vest, and went to the floor of the hotel where the Holy Spirit Cult is located.
She did not deliberately hide her figure, so when she entered the floor, she was discovered by the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Yakushi Mingyue, what are you doing here again? We don't seem to have provoked you recently, right?"
The person who came out to intercept Mingwei was an old acquaintance.
It’s just that Mingwei never knew her name, and it was only through Orange that she found out the identity of this person.
The deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Religion, Fengling, currently has a soul power of level ninety-six, and has a martial spirit of Evil Phoenix.
Although Fengling is the deputy leader, her confidants only call her the leader. That adverb is really not pleasant to hear.
"The smell of blood in Mingdu is too strong and disgusting. You who make the smell of blood are also disgusting."
Ming Wei said coldly in a disguised tone.
“It hasn’t happened to you, so you don’t have to be so lenient, right?”
“Who said it hasn’t happened to me? The little guys in my family, but you guys I'm scared by what they did! Who knows if you will take action against them?"
Mingwei responded to her words while spitting out the poison.
"That's enough, don't use the poison." Fengling shouted softly and threw a stream of evil fire towards Ming Wei.
The evil fire could not harm Mingwei at all, she was still spitting out poison,
“That’s enough, we stop, you stop too!”
< br>When Fengling said these words, Ming Wei stopped poisoning, but some members of the Holy Spirit Sect living on this floor have recently been infected with toxins.
"You are really a kind person. You actually come to our territory for some unimportant people, and you are not afraid of never coming back."
After Mingwei stopped poisoning, Feng Ling laughed angrily, coldly The voice became sarcastic.
"There are so many titled Douluo! But how many times have you besieged me? Which one was successful?"
Ming Wei responded in a low voice, already holding the nine in his hand. Qu Tong,
“The moonlight is beautiful tonight, so I won’t quarrel with you too much. But you must remember what you said, and if you stretch out your claws randomly, be careful that I will make all your elite disciples suffer forever. Stay here.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Mingwei's voice disappeared.
People of the Holy Spirit Cult naturally follow the breath to chase, but nine different general directions can pass through countless different small directions, so they cannot catch up at all.
After everyone returned to the room angrily and disappointedly, a figure appeared at the place where Ming Wei had just stood and messaged.
"Same soul guide, somewhat similar aura..."
The corners of the figure's mouth suddenly curved.
"Interesting."
Ming Wei didn't know that her onion skin-like vest would one day be lifted off.
I feel sorry for my consumption this time.
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The eight-to-four game began soon.
Mingwei was not in a good mood when she saw Mo Junjun's brother and sister.
“I want to give it a try, even at the risk of serious injury, I want to give it a try to see how big the gap is between me and these people. Not just me, they also want to give it a try "
Mo Junjun's voice was accurately transmitted to Mingwei's ears through a little soul channeling device.
Ming Wei knew that what Mo Junjun really wanted to compete with was the Holy Spirit Sect.
Unfortunately, the Holy Spirit Cult did not win her.
She then thought about giving it a try, running for the one in ten thousand chance to compete with the Snow Demon Sect. The further back she goes, the greater the possibility that she will have a fight with the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Be careful. If something goes wrong, give up immediately and admit defeat."
In the end, Ming Wei could only compromise and said this.
After all, Mo Junjun was so insistent. What could she say? She couldn't stop them.
Mo Junjun and others are competing in the lower half of the competition. The organizer temporarily stipulated that the four teams in the lower half will compete first, so that Ming Wei and others can watch Mo Junjun and others compete first.
"The people from the Holy Spirit Cult haven't come yet, so something might have happened."
Huo Yuhao said in a low voice. His spiritual eyes found no trace of the Holy Spirit Cult around him.
After finishing speaking, he also concentrated on watching the game.
In the individual elimination round, Mo Junjun never played in the past, but this time, she actually did.
And it is ranked first.
"What's going on? Isn't Mo Junjun a support system soul master? What is she doing in the individual competition?"
Seeing Mo Junjun play, everyone except Ming Wei was surprised.
“She wants to use her fifth soul skill.”
Ming Wei could tell at a glance what Mo Junjun wanted to do.
On her body, there are several soul guides used to replenish soul power!
Mo Junjun's fifth soul skill is a bit unbelievable. She has always hidden it very well. The only one who knows about it is Ming Wei.