"The game begins!" the referee shouted, then retreated outside the round table very quickly, watching the two of them playing against each other.

"Miss Second, please give me advice!" Murong Huage performed a manner to Murong Ziyu very respectfully, with a respectful expression on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's start quickly. I don't have time to chat with you." Murong Ziyu shouted at Murong Hua impatiently, and then a powerful spiritual power attacked Murong Hua.

Murong Huage was shocked by Murong Ziyu's momentum, and then quickly reacted and quickly condensed a ball of spiritual power to fight.

A small ball of spiritual power hit Murong Ziyu's grand spiritual power and was instantly dispersed, but Murong Ziyu's spiritual power did not stop and went straight towards Murong Hua, instantly knocking Murong Hua out of the round platform.

"Murong Ziyu, win!" The referee shouted immediately as he watched Murong Hua fly out, almost without any suspense.

"Oh, I won!"

"It's true that she is the second lady..."

"Miss Second Miss is so amazing..."

The moment the referee announced the result, everyone around him shouted, his eyes filled with Murong Ziyu's bravery and mightyness, and he strongly praised Murong Ziyu's power.

"Hmph, with this little ability, how can you be worthy of being my Murong Ziyu's opponent?" Murong Ziyu said arrogantly as Murong Hua fell to the ground, with disdain on his face, then patted his palms and turned around gracefully.

"Oh, it's really a waste of my time." Murong Ziyu shook her head and said, then raised her head and flew onto the platform, walked down to where she had just happened, looked at Murong Ningyue, and a trace of sinister flashed in her eyes, "Hmph, I must let you taste the feeling of offending me."

Murong Ningyue naturally felt Murong Ziyu's malicious gaze, but she did not turn her head. She knew the little thoughts of these women without having to look at them. She was rare to care about these little women. It was really superficial.

"The next game, Murong Ningyue plays Murong Qitian." While thinking, the referee suddenly spit out Murong Ningyue's name. Murong Ningyue lazily stood up and patted the pastry residue on his hand, looking lazy.

Murong Qitian had already flew down from the platform, standing on the round platform waiting for Murong Ningyue, with a look of determination on his face, and he looked like a fool who didn't understand the status quo.

"Murong Ningyue, come on stage quickly, don't waste my time!" Murong Qitian couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at Murong Ningyue's slow pace, and shouted at Murong Ningyue with some anger.

"What's the panic? Anyway, the final result is the same." Murong Ningyue curled her lips without complaining. Her steps under her feet did not speed up at all, and they were still so shaky, making Murong Qi's Tianya itchy.

"You trash, you're afraid of losing, right? Let me tell you, no matter how hard you delay, it's useless. I'll be beaten to the ground!" Murong Qitian said dissatisfiedly, and sparks were almost bursting out from Murong Ningyue's eyes.
Chapter completed!