"Hmph! You're lucky!"

Kuang Lang glared at Xiao Hongye fiercely, put away the magic blade, turned around and stepped off the stage.

Although he won, he was not happy at all.

First of all, winning against a weak woman is not an honor; secondly, he was hurt by this woman.

Since becoming famous, he has never been as embarrassed as he is today.

Although it was because of the existence of the talisman, it was undeniable that he did suffer a loss and lost face.

It's a pity that he has missed the opportunity for revenge, which makes him feel a little aggrieved.

However, he has made up his mind that if he encounters a disciple of the Witch Gu Sect again tomorrow, he must let his blood splatter on the spot!

"I declare that contestant No. 5 wins!" Zhang Qizheng announced the result in a timely manner.

Soon, the audience burst into warm applause.

Whether it's Xiao Hongye's amazing performance or Kuang Lang's power, they are both worthy of praise.

Most of the previous competitions were life-and-death battles, and a life could be lost by accident.

It is relatively rare for a player to be as self-aware as Xiao Hongye, and to immediately admit defeat when he knows he can't beat him.

It was precisely because of this resourcefulness that he saved his life.

"Holy Girl, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I never fought." After returning to her seat, Xiao Hongye took the initiative to admit her mistake.

"As long as you live, winning or losing doesn't matter."

Huang Yinyin smiled and said: "Kang Lang is the eighth master on the list of geniuses. It's normal that you can't beat him. I'm really afraid that you will be impulsive and fight to the end, which will not be worth the loss. Moreover, you performed very well just now, so that Kuang Lang can't beat him." Lang suffered a secret loss, but it’s not a loss at all.”

She cares more about Xiao Hongye's safety than winning or losing. It's best if she can enter the top eight, but she won't force herself if she can't.

Victory or defeat is a matter of military strategism and cannot be forced.

"The sixth game is about to begin. Players No. 6 and 11 are invited to play!" At this time, Zhang Qizheng's voice rang again.

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