Ye Xuan didn't say much nonsense, and took Tan Qingshan, Zhu Xiaofei and others towards the strange bamboo forest in the back mountain of Xuanyuan Peak.

"Alas, we lost all six battles, as expected..."

After Ye Xuan and others left, the disciples of Xuanyuan Fengmai couldn't help but sigh.

Although they agreed yesterday to make Ye Xuan look embarrassed.

But after knowing that they lost all six games, they couldn't be happy at all.

Yes, Ye Xuan was laughed at.

But similarly, Xuanyuan Fengmai was also laughed at.

Before you know it, we have shared weal and woe.

This makes their mood particularly complicated.

"What should we do in the twenty-four days of formal battle?" Some disciples even expressed this kind of worry.

"If you don't have time to think about this issue, you might as well practice hard on your own and try to win glory for Xuanyuan Peak." Hall Master Sun snorted coldly.

All the disciples became like birds and beasts and dispersed.

Ye Xuan took Tan Qingshan, Zhu Xiaofei and others to Qizhu Forest.

Ye Xuan has his own plans. This time, he will use the warm-up battle to judge the fighting styles of the six teams.

Winning or losing doesn't matter.
Chapter completed!