Even the holy son of the Jiang family couldn't sit still at this moment, and he was also watching the live broadcast.

"presumptuous!"

He roared angrily, like thunder from the sky, and his voice directly reached the sky above Longdu.

Because the saint's calamity mentioned by Ye Shuangshuang is the reason why they are rebuilding at this moment.

The so-called Son of God sounds glorious and sounds good.

But anyone who really knows the inside story knows it.

The Holy Son is the loser among saints! Otherwise, how could he be defeated and die?

This is like failing a test and repeating the grade directly. But Shengzi was even more straightforward and went straight back to kindergarten from university to repeat his studies.

And Yin Wutian failed twice in a row.

Strictly speaking, in the eyes of those who know the inside story, the Holy Son is a group of losers.

But Ye Shuangshuang ignored the holy son of the Jiang family for the time being, and continued to look at Yin Wutian.

"Still looking down on modern people?"

"Don't you think modern people are weaklings?"

"You, Yin Wutian, are now being stepped on by a weakling. Are you worse than a weakling?"

Ye Shuangshuang's expression was cold and her words were extremely harsh.

"Get up, aren't you Yin Wutian going to challenge my teacher Luo Wuji?"

Ye Shuangshuang sarcastically said again.

At this moment, Yin Wutian simply buried his head in the pit and did not look up.

What else is there to say?

He lost.

Can't take a single move.

And Ye Shuangshuang looked at those people in the crowd again.

"Why are you making irresponsible remarks about my teacher?"

"Scared?"
Chapter completed!