Chapter 1692

"I didn't expect that the new disciple of Gong Lao broke Nie Linglong's record. Damn it, Nie Linglong had 28 matches and ye wanwan had 37 games..."

"Compare ye wanwan with Nie Linglong? Are you here to be funny? Nie Linglong participated in the competition of mercenaries. There were so many SS class mercenaries that Nie Linglong participated in. The quality of the students who participated in the competition for two times was totally different. Do you understand? If you step back ten thousand steps, ye wanwan broke a record of Nie Wuyou, or there was no record of gold content. "

For example, the number of S-level tasks and the number of mercenaries' contribution points have made Nie Linglong's legend almost invincible in ChiYan college.

From the high-level of the Academy, ye Wanyan nodded.

To the high-level, that is to say, the old man is smiling.

"Ha ha, Mr. Gong, I really received a disciple with full potential. Now, he is only level D. he actually swept the martial arts and Taoism competition."

"Mr. Gong, you are so envious."

Hearing the sound, although there was no performance on Gong Lao's face, there was a smile in his eyes. He said, "the villain still has a long way to go. It's just a fluke to be able to break the record this time and win the first place. There's nothing to show off and praise."

Hearing this, elder Leihe took a look at Gong Lao. His face was gloomy, as if he could drip water. This old thing is still selling well after getting cheap.

"Hehe, Linglong, how do you feel when you see your record broken?"

Immediately, a high-level of ChiYan college, looking at Nie Linglong not far away, said with a smile.

Hearing this, Nie Linglong looked at the high-level and said without expression: "Oh Have I ever broken such a record? "

"That's natural. Linglong, you took part in the martial arts competition for the first time, and won 28 Games, breaking the record of your sister Nie Wuyou..."

The high-level even nodded, did Nie Linglong even forget his own record.

"I see." Nie Linglong nodded slightly and said faintly, "this kind of record is not in the stream. I really don't remember it in my heart. For a long time, it should be forgotten."

"Ha ha..." "It's true, Linglong. The quality of the martial arts competition you participated in was much higher than that of this one In addition, you have broken more advanced records. It is normal that you can't remember such records. "

"Dean, since the contest is over, I'll leave first." Soon, Nie Linglong walked to the side of the president of cheyan and said.

Hearing the sound, ChiYan college nodded and let Nie Linglong leave first.

"It's better for us to deal with many things earlier than before Jiang Yan looked at the expressionless man beside him and said softly.

"In that case, I'll leave first."

Seeing the dust of this martial arts competition settled down, all of them left one after another, and the master of Shura got up and said.

"Well, the Shura will do it for himself." President Chi Yan nodded.

The master of Shura did not take a few steps, but suddenly turned back, and his cold eyes fell slowly on Ji xiuran, who seemed not ready to leave.

"Ji Huang seems to have plenty of time. The competition is over. Why does Ji Huang stay here?" The master of Shura looks at Ji xiuran and makes a voice in indifference.

Hearing this, Ji xiuran smiles and says, "if I have enough time, I don't know if I have anything to do with the master of Shura."

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