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"Everyone has their own skills. The third young master also tested the disciples of the clan earlier, but the ethereal technique has extremely strict requirements for aptitude. After so many years, he has found a suitable candidate like Qian Qiao. The talent in ethereal art is extremely high~”

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, Qi Ren hurriedly came out to smooth things over. With the temperament of the third young master who never explained to others, it would be bad to be misunderstood by the juniors.

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"What the hell did you do to me!"

Nangong Zongsuke yelled at the girl in front of him. The veins on his forehead were bulging. He was obviously extremely angry. A person with a fire spirit root has a hot temper. In addition, he is still young and has not yet learned how to control his emotions. The whole person is like a powder keg, almost blowing up at one point.

When he found that besides being unable to use his spiritual power, even his limbs were unable to move, the string in his mind was broken. When had he suffered such humiliation since he was a child.

"Actually, it's nothing~ It just blocked the output of spiritual power in your dantian, and bound your hands and feet by the way~"

Qianqiao shrugged her shoulders, lightly tapped the golden silk with her fingertips, and the silk thread tied around the red-haired boy tightened a bit, and a pale golden light flashed away under the drive of spiritual power.

As early as when he was approaching Nangong Zongjie, Qianqiao had placed several golden silks all over his body, just waiting for his spiritual power to be sealed and waited for an opportunity to move.

"Hmph! What kind of skill is a sneak attack? If you have the guts, untie the rope, and we'll fight in the open!"

Nangong Zongjie saw the girl's foolish appearance, and hated her so much, but it was useless to say anything if her body couldn't move, so she rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to try to coax Qianqiao.

"Yeah~ You have discovered this~ I really don't care~ Since you refuse to admit defeat, then I have no choice but to send you down personally~"

Qian Qiao was not fooled, seeing that the time was almost up, so he didn't bother to waste any more words, so he used his spiritual power to kick him off the ring.

"No. [-] wins, Nangong Qianqiao advances."

"Winning on the 32nd, Nangong Rufeng advances."

The competitions on both sides ended almost at the same time. Qianqiao and Nangong Rufeng entered the final one after another, while Nangong Zongsuke and Lian Fei will continue to play after a half-hour break to compete for No.3. After all, the reward gap between the third and fourth is still Quite big, as for the finals will be held in the afternoon.

Now that there is nothing to do with her in the morning, Qianqiao started to look for Lian Fei when she had some free time. This young man with a very low sense of existence, even if she hadn't seen it during the lottery draw before, if this person hadn't entered quietly. In the semifinals, no one would notice him at all.

Before the competition, she had heard from Uncle Qi that this man was the son of a servant, that is to say, he also attended the Qi Refining Class, but why didn't she have any impression of him?Qianqiao always felt that this was a bit strange, so that when she returned to the viewing platform, she also looked worried.

"Qianqiao, do you have doubts?"

Nangong Wenqing saw that Qianqiao seemed to have something on his mind, so he asked aloud.

"Third Uncle, I was looking for Lian Fei just now, and I didn't notice him at all when the lottery was drawn before. Did you just...well, I'd better ask Uncle..."

Qian Qiao looked at Third Uncle, remembered his cold temper, the possibility of paying attention to other people was extremely low, and decisively chose to give up.

"..."

Looking at the girl who was obviously not going to speak again, Nangong Wenqing felt rejected for the first time.

"Daddy, what are you laughing at? Oh, by the way, is Uncle going to receive distinguished guests?"

Qian Qiao turned her head and asked Nangong Zhengyang, who was holding back her laughter, wondering why her adoptive father would laugh.

"Cough! What are you talking about, how can I laugh! The Patriarch of the Lezheng family is here, and the eldest brother just went to greet him, and he will come back after a while~"

 Nangong Zhengyang: I have done professional training, no matter how funny it is, I will not laugh unless I can't help it...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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