First Summoner

After hearing her words, Helian Yufeng's face darkened.

Just as the referee announced the start of the match, Helian Yufeng said directly: "I give up."

This sentence immediately shocked everyone present.

Lu Ling's face froze for a moment, then she forced a smile and said, "Cousin, what are you doing..."

Helian Yufeng interrupted her: "Cousin, just keep playing well."

After saying that, she left the stage without looking back.

Lu Ling was left alone on the stage, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Everyone was stunned, and then started talking.

Lu Ling forced a smile, looking a little aggrieved and pitiful.

Someone asked suspiciously, "Aren't they cousins? Why does Helian Yufeng seem to be so disdainful of Lu Ling?"

"I've heard for a long time that Helian Yufeng is a cunning and rebellious person. Alas... he doesn't know how to cherish such a good cousin." Another person echoed.

"How old are you? Why are you still so rebellious?!" someone said with a sneer.

"What a shame. I wanted to see a fight between the two of them."

"Helian Yufeng is obviously not as strong as Lu Ling, but she still took the initiative to admit defeat and pretended to be magnanimous. Tsk tsk."

The head of the Helian family looked very unhappy when he saw this scene.

To surrender without a fight was tantamount to deserting the battlefield, which made him extremely angry and disappointed with Helian Yufeng.

Everyone in the Helian family disliked Helian Yufeng even more.

Helian Yufeng, on the other hand, returned to the Helian family's spectator seats as if nothing had happened.

Lu Ling stepped down from the ring and returned to the waiting area.

Lu Chao, who looked very similar to Lu Ling, walked over, raised his hand and touched Lu Ling's head, and said softly, "Don't be unhappy. You know that Helian Yufeng will deliberately disgust people."

"Brother, I'm much better now." Lu Ling raised her little face and smiled.

She asked again: "Brother, will it be your turn to compete soon?"

Lu Chao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, I'm number seventy-seven."

The voices of their conversation were neither too loud nor too quiet, so the disciples in the waiting area could more or less hear their conversation.

Wen Yuchu picked up the lot in his hand, looked at it, sighed and shook his head.

"Almost."

I saw that the lottery ticket in his hand was marked with number 76.

My friends saw it too.

Zhuge Youlin snatched the lottery from Wen Yuchu's hand and snorted, "It would be great if I could meet him. At least I can teach Ah Huai a lesson first!"

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities later." Yu Changying said with a smile.

As time passed, the competition became increasingly intense.

Chi Yue's opponent was a disciple of Shifang Sect, and Chi Yue won in the end.

Wen Yuchu's opponent was a disciple of Jidao Sect, and Wen Yuchu won.

Yu Changying's opponent was Shi Rao from Taichu Mountain, and Yu Changying won.

Zhuge Youlin's opponent was Lan Qingyu from the Dongfang family, and Zhuge Youlin won.

Xiao Zechuan's opponent was a disciple of the Hu family, and Xiao Zechuan won.

Jiang Xianyue's opponent was a disciple of Chengyun Palace, and Jiang Xianyue won.

The eight members of the Shura team have successfully advanced to the next round from the third round of the ring elimination match.

In the third round of the ring elimination match, Nan Rong Jingyun drew a blank lot and was directly in the round. During the competition, six people drew the same sect, so they also directly entered the next ring elimination match.

Today, the top five in the power rankings are very close.

This put great pressure on the Jidao Sect, which ranked first on the list.

There were 575 participants in the third round of the knockout match, 281 were eliminated, and 294 advanced.

Soon, the fourth round of elimination match began.

The remaining 294 people will draw lots again.

The number Shen Yan drew this time was: 147.

Ranked at the very end.

The people who drew number 1 this time were Lu Ling from the Lu family and Qu Muhan, one of the seven most powerful figures in the Jidao Sect.

Both of them have reached the sixth level of Emperor Spirit Realm.

One is Qu Muhan, who was once known as a genius girl, and the other is Lu Ling, the most popular genius girl now.

The match between the two undoubtedly raises the expectations for this game to the highest level.

The two men went up to the ring.

Everyone began to discuss excitedly.

"Who do you think will win?"

"It must be Qu Muhan!"

"Not necessarily. Lu Ling is also very strong, not inferior to Qu Muhan at all."

Not long after, Lu Ling started a fierce battle with Qu Muhan. Both sides tried their best to win the game.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after nearly half an hour, the result of the competition was finally announced:

——Lu Ling narrowly won, and Qu Muhan lost.

There was an uproar among the people.

"Lu Ling! Lu Ling!"

Many people shouted Lu Ling's name.

At this moment, Lu Ling became the focus of everyone's attention.

Lu Ling's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of her father and mother.

Lu Jingcheng and Helian Sang nodded slightly at her. They both looked proud and looked at Lu Ling with more doting eyes.

Lu Ling smiled.

When her gaze involuntarily turned to the waiting area, her mood instantly fell to the bottom.

She thought Sui Changyun would look at her with gentle and firm eyes as before, but the reality disappointed her greatly. Sui Changyun turned his head slightly and was concentrating on talking to the person next to him, not paying attention to her at all.

At this moment, Lu Ling's heart seemed to be torn apart by something, tearing her pride apart bit by bit.

why? !

Lu Ling lowered her eyes and pretended to be indifferent. After she got off the stage, she walked past her brother and the Lu family disciples and ran directly towards Sui Changyun.

"Brother Changyun!" Lu Ling's breathing was a little disordered and she looked at him with sad eyes.

Sui Changyun slowly turned his head and looked at her; his eyes seemed less gentle and more distant.

"Miss Lu."

"What did you call me?" Lu Ling's pupils shrank slightly and she asked in disbelief.

Sui Changyun repeated patiently: "Ms. Lu."

Lu Ling showed a smile that was uglier than crying. She reached out and grabbed Sui Changyun's arm, and asked aggrievedly: "Brother Changyun, are you angry with me?"

Sui Changyun broke away from her hand with an indifferent expression.

"Ms. Lu, I'm not angry."

"Then why are you so cold to me?" Lu Ling looked at him with red eyes, her lips were pale, and now her seriously injured body was very weak.

Sui Changyun looked at her pitiful expression, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said in a very cold tone: "Ms. Lu, we are not suitable. It is better for both of us to cut off contact as soon as possible."

"Brother Changyun, what are you talking about? I don't understand..." Lu Ling's lips trembled slightly, and crystal tears slid down her pale cheeks. She suddenly reached out and hugged Changyun's waist tightly, as if grasping the last straw, and said in a choked voice, "Brother Changyun, you obviously like me too!"