The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 323 Fool, I'll Protect You 34
The Bitao Mountain disciple who was questioned was, unfortunately, Gong Zijun.

Glancing at the four of them, the corner of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

who?

A perverted person!
However, can he say this to disciples of other sects?
"The one on the far right is Bitao Mountain's eighth-ranked disciple, and the one next to her is tenth. The masked girl is ninth. The other one is No. 20."

The raised eyebrows of the other sect disciples never fell, and he said curiously: "Although the ranking is not bad, it is still a lot worse than the top four. Why did you just leave like this and not stay to watch? After all Anyone can be an opponent."

Gong Zijun: "..."

No, he doesn't know about others, but Mu Zuihuan is sure that no one is her match.

If he was asked to rank these four people, Mu Zuihuan would definitely be ranked first. The memory of the challenge field is still fresh.

The second place must be Mu Zuihuan's younger brother, Mu Wan.

With such a perverted sister, wouldn't it be unreasonable for a younger brother to fail?
As for Gu Yu and Wu Xinran.

These two are not easy to mess with.

In his heart, in the entire inner sect, these two people are just worse than Mu Zuihuan and Mu Wan.

But will he say that?
"What else can I do. The tenth one is our Mountain Lord's disciple. Why don't we let him do what he wants to do?"

Seeing a trace of contempt in the eyes of other disciples, Gong Zijun wanted to laugh.

This guy didn't stay in his own sect's territory, he just squeezed over while watching, patrolled for a while, and then talked to him.

If he didn't come to spy on the enemy, he would read his name backwards!
Since he was spying on the enemy, he should tell it generously.

What he said is true.

It's just that there is no personal evaluation in it.

I believe that it won't be long before other sects will not pay too much attention to the four of Shang Mu Zuihuan.

Maybe they will doubt whether Bitao Mountain's ranking is a place given up for Gu Yu's sake.

Thinking of this, Gong Zijun was very happy.

He was looking forward to the four of Mu Zuihuan being belittled and then slapped in the face.

How he was slapped in the face at the beginning, how much pain he had before, and how much he looks forward to now.

This other sect disciple asked him alone, and after getting the answer, he thought he left quietly.

After he left, Gong Zijun began to doubt himself again.

There were sixteen disciples watching here, why did this disciple of another sect find him without asking anyone?

Does he look stupid?

Or did he have a face that would betray his sect at a glance?
Thinking of this, Gong Zijun was in a bad mood.

He remembered that face.

Don't wait to match!

When we match up, let's see how he will deal with him and get back his place!

How can you tell the depth of these disciples in just one game.

Even if they knew that the rankings of Mu Zuihuan and the others were likely to be tricky, what they thought was that they made their rankings so high for the sake of looking good, not for the smoke bombs released by them to hide their strength.

In fact, they didn't want to put smoke bombs, they just didn't want to cause too much trouble.

If the ranking is not ahead or behind, it will not attract too much attention.

If people think about it, that is someone else's business.

It took three days for all sects to finish the first match.

Compared with the three major sects, there is no lack of one, many sects that are not very strong, there are only a few people left, it looks pitiful, and it is very likely that they will completely lose their qualifications in the ensuing melee.

In the arena, the three split high platforms were touched, and silently closed together, forming a huge high platform.

Following the actions of the people on the mysterious island, the victorious disciples of the various sects stepped onto the stage one after another, each working their own way.

The disciples of the three major sects occupied the three sides of the high platform, looked at each other, and then set their sights on the disciples of other sects.

The final match must be a match between the three major sects. What they have to do is not to waste each other in the first two matches.

In this way, the disciples of other sects will be forced to suffer.

It was like being surrounded by three major sects and would be wiped out at any time.

"Damn, it turns out that the fuck is someone from the Poshan sect!"

Gong Zijun suddenly swears, attracting attention.

He didn't care at all, he just stared in the direction of Poshanzong, looking at someone as if he was breathing fire.

Someone being watched: "..."

It is only now that they are on stage, and none of the disciples is the first to make a move.

The melee is extremely chaotic, taking the first shot does not mean that you are really strong, it is very likely that you will attack with your back and then leave the high platform.

Gong Zijun slowly moved towards Mu Zuihuan and the others, like a thief, but he didn't say anything.

No matter what, staying with the four of Mu Zuihuan is the safest!
Taking advantage of the chaos for a while, he must give that kid a good beating!

How dare you look down on his brain!

Yang Qiuming: "..."

What did I do?Isn't it just to inquire about the enemy's situation?He didn't do anything harmful, so why stare at him with eyes that killed his father and enemy?

And Mu Zuihuan's gaze was on the Qingyue Gate.

At a glance, hey, the disciples on the high platform of Qingyue Gate are basically all acquaintances!

Isn't the leader Shangguan Xinyue?
The two of them looked at each other, nodded at each other in tacit understanding, and then turned away as if nothing had happened.

The melee among the sects was said to be a melee, but after standing on the high platform, it was obvious that the three major sects were fighting independently, and the other sects were in a group.

As long as the three major sects didn't make the first move, they would never make the first move.

"beat!"

A 'beat' came from nowhere.

The disciples of the three major sects did not move, and the other sects in the group immediately moved.

After a while, the high platform was in chaos.

You kick my ass, and I give you a cannon, and the people wearing the uniforms of the disciples of their respective sects flew into the air one after another, and then fell to the ground.

Gong Zijun: "..."

He heard it, and he saw it.

The person who said "fight" was Mu Zuihuan.

It's okay to break the calm, but he still doesn't move, his eyes are bent as if he is very happy.

Just as he was about to take another look at Mu Zuihuan, Gong Zijun's scalp went numb instantly, and the hairs on his back stood up, making him tremble all over with fright.

Looking sideways at Shang Muwan's condensed eyes, Gong Zijun was in a bad mood.

Shrinking his neck, he quickly moved away from the four of them, and rushed into the melee with the other disciples of Bitao Mountain.

Just standing like this is actually a bit conspicuous.

Mu Zuihuan glanced at Shangguan Xinyue, while stretching out his hand to grab the disciple who was blocking the way, he moved towards the place where Shangguan Xinyue was.

Shangguan Xinyue was also paying attention to her all the time, and moved towards her tacitly.

When the two met, they lowered their voices to a very low level, as if they were making some serious deal.

"Cooperation?"

"How to cooperate?"

"The final leaderboard is for Bitao Mountain and Qingyue Gate, how about it?"

Shangguan Xinyue didn't think about it either: "Okay."

"We'll clear out a wave of people from Poshan Sect in a while, but it shouldn't be too obvious. We'll take down the three who are slightly stronger among them."

"no problem."

The conversation was only for a moment, and the two separated naturally, and then each greeted their small teams.

Gu Yu's identity is good for her.

Even if Gu Yu didn't have much contact with these disciples, relying on his strength and status, he immediately accepted the matter as soon as he said it, and formed a group of four into five teams, squeezing into the melee.

And Qingyuemen's strategy was similar, they squeezed in.

(End of this chapter)