Peerless Divine Sovereign

C1472



C1472

However, Qian Ming wasn't angry. He looked at Wang Yong and smiled: "Brother Chen, right? I feel that your little brother is right. Fighting hurts, but it also takes a lot of effort. I think we shouldn't fight."    

    

"Oh, you mean you really accept surrender?" He didn't think that the other side would agree with what his teammates had said. They were all surprised for a moment and looked at Qian Ming as if he were a fool. They didn't know what game he was playing.    

    

"No, no, no, surrender is impossible. You said it yourself, our Red Team needs face as well. If we really surrender, then how are we going to survive in the Spiritual Sky Academy? Am I right?" Qian Ming quickly waved his hand.    

    

"Then you're just messing with me." Qian Ming quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I'm not messing with you. I just said that we don't need to fight, but we can use other methods to settle this."    

    

After Qian Ming had finished speaking, Wang Yong and the rest's interest were piqued. Yao Ling, Zhao Hua, and the others also looked at Qian Ming doubtfully.    

    

"What other methods?"    

    

Qian Ming: "For example, guess my fist technique?"    

    

Puff! When Qian Ming said this, not only did Black Fang's people almost spit out blood, even the Red Team's own people almost stumbled and fell to the ground.    

    

Speaking of which, you really know how to come up with ideas. You can even bring up a game of playing house for children, but … I like it!    

    

As if he did not see the crowd's reaction, Qian Ming continued, "Look, I've already made up my mind. You Black Team can send any one of your men to fight with us ten people. If we can win from the beginning, then we won't need you to say anything. We'll personally hand over the array flag to you."    

    

Le Nima's Big Head Ghost! Are you sure you aren't messing with me? Wang Yong's face was frosted over as he said angrily, "I'm giving you one last chance, go call Xian Xiaoguo out. Otherwise, I won't be polite."    

    

"Eh, why are you so angry just because you're talking about it." Qian Ming was surprised for a moment. He then waved his hand and said, "Since you don't like this method, then we can do it another way. For example, drawing lots, 11 lots. If you can grab the only straw, then we will give the array flag to you. What do you think about this method …"    

    

Boom!    

    

Before Qian Ming could finish his sentence, an imposing aura suddenly burst out from Wang Yong's body. The imposing aura rushed towards Qian Ming, forcing Qian Ming to retreat a few steps back. He only stopped when Zhao Hua and the others pushed him back.    

    

"There's a limit to my patience. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm afraid of being laughed at, I would have started fighting already. Who would be so idle as to waste their time talking to you guys."    

    

After suppressing Qian Ming's words with his aura, Wang Yong glared at him and said, "Should I say it one last time? Bring out Xian Xiaoguo with Psionic Core Stage cultivation, otherwise, you guys will just have to wait to cry."    

    

"Alright, alright, alright. Why are you so angry?" Qian Ming quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious, we'll call Xian Xiaoguo over right now. It's true, with your strength, if you don't fight with Xian Xiaoguo and fight with us, you'll definitely be laughed at."    

    

    

    


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