My inner voice was revealed, and all the cannon fodder changed the plot behind my back.

Chapter 38 Qingtian Sect successfully defeated the White House

She is not an idiot. She can obviously kill a member of the opponent and yet she still sends him back like a fool. Not even the Holy Mother would treat her like this.

When Jiang Luo flew back to the top of the arena, he discovered that the situation on the arena had changed drastically.

Her teammates fell to pieces. She couldn't see where they were injured, but they all fell to the ground.

And on the opposite side... all the contestants in the White House opposite fell to the ground, squirming there unwillingly, like dying maggots.

Did they win...win?
Jiang Luo fixed his gaze on the two remaining players on his side and asked with some uncertainty, "Well... Qing Ge, have we won?"

The two people who had not yet fallen on the Qingtian Sect side were Ye Qingge and Feng Yixuan, but the moment Jiang Luo finished speaking, Ye Qingge, who was standing well, also fell down without warning.

Jiang Luo was confused.

what is this?
What happened to each one of them?
She turned her questioning gaze to the last remaining person, Feng Yixuan, "Please explain to me, what happened to them?"

I didn't see any wounds on their bodies. Why did they all fall down?
Feng Yixuan thought about it for a moment before saying, "It seems like they are all poisoned."

"Who poisoned me?" Jiang Luo asked.

Feng Yixuan hesitated for a moment and then felt guilty, "It should be someone from the White House."

What should it be?Yes or no means no, why should there be another one?Who created this?

Looking at Jiang Luo who was still hanging in the air, Feng Yixuan thought for a while and finally told the truth about the big guy falling to the ground.

"People in the White House are spreading poison on the playing field."

"what?"

"Then Long Yue was not angry at all when he saw this. He took out a fan from his spiritual ring and started fanning it. It was just that he didn't fan the poison. He also made the competition field full of poison. As long as he breathed The poison will be inhaled into the body, and these people will all be infected."

Jiang Luo's face was wrinkled, and she didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at this moment. It was as uncomfortable as someone having a handful of flies stuffed in her mouth.

The corners of her mouth twitched, her expression was very stiff, and she held back a sentence for a long time, "What kind of poison is it?"

Feng Yixuan thought for a while and guessed, "It should be due to loose cartilage. They all have lost their strength, but there are no other problems at all."

"Host, if I kick these people in the White House off the field one by one, can I be considered the winner?"

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silence.

It was deathly silence.

The entire audience was silent as if someone had pressed the pause button.

I don’t know how much time passed before the host, who was wearing a White House disciple uniform, struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth, "Everyone relies on their own abilities in the competition. As long as they can defeat the opponent, any method is allowed..." The words were not spoken. Falling, Jiang Luo jumped down from Da Hong's paw. Because her landing posture was so cool, she almost twisted her newly healed foot.

Feng Yixuan was still standing there waiting for her. Watching Jiang Luo step by step closer to the White House and lying on the ground with the six team members, he did not continue to stand still and walked over there.

When Jiang Luo arrived in front of Jiang Lin, who was squirming on the ground, he squatted down. The smile on his face was so ugly that he couldn't hide it.

"Oh my god, why is it that the leader of a White House contestant fell to the ground with the poison prepared by his own team members? Don't you think this will embarrass your White House? Remember to punish that opponent well when you look back. Ah, otherwise he would definitely not have a long memory."

At the right time, Feng Yixuan interrupted, "He is the one who spread the poisonous powder..."

Jiang Luo pretended not to know anything and made an exaggerated expression of shock. He raised his hand to cover his mouth, the disbelief in his eyes surfaced, "No way, the captain of the White House has no common sense. Are you afraid?" Are you afraid of the hidden weapon we invited to help you from the sidelines? So you plan to kill her with poison? You didn’t expect that you would kill one thousand enemies and lose ten thousand to yourself.”

After the last words fell, Jiang Luo kicked the person off the stage without mercy.

With a bang, the dignified leader of the White House contestants fell to the bottom of the auditorium.

Feng Yixuan followed suit. When he saw Jiang Luo kicking someone down, he also followed the example of Cat Huahu and picked a random person to kick him down.

But the force he used was not as strong as Jiang Luo's, and he only made a slight sound when he landed on the ground.

Jiang Luo sneered when he saw this, "Kick him hard, if we don't kick him now, he will have no chance when he comes to challenge us!"

With a word that woke up the dreamer, Feng Yixuan realized that the White House also had another chance to challenge. If the White House lost this time, they would definitely challenge the Qingtian Sect after they recovered.

Thinking of this, he couldn't control the strength under his feet. With a sudden click, another White House disciple was kicked out by him. This time, the sound of landing was so loud that he felt a little pain in his back.

Jiang Luo gave him a thumbs up when he saw this, "Well done, Feng Yixuan, keep going, kick them all down!"

After being appreciated, Feng Yixuan became more vigorous and the speed of his feet became faster. Jiang Luo just stood aside and watched, waiting for Feng Yixuan to kick the last person off the field. She waved to the host, "Hi, we are We’ve won, why don’t you announce the great news of our victory soon?”

Hearing Jiang Luo's extremely arrogant voice, the host almost gritted his teeth. After a long stalemate, he gritted his teeth and the words popped out one by one, "The Qingtian Sect successfully challenged the White House and successfully inherited the White House's ranking. Qualifier champion."

As the last word fell, the entire arena fell silent. Only Jiang Luo and Feng Yixuan stood on the stage and applauded fiercely. The applause was like thunder, one after another.

Jiang Luo did it voluntarily, and Feng Yixuan was forced to applaud because of Jiang Luo's request.

The two of them stood on the field, and the smile on Jiang Luo's face was so bright, "Oh, everyone, please don't be so excited, I'm going to be embarrassed..."

Looking at the silent audience, Feng Yixuan didn't know how the man next to him could say such shameless words without changing his expression or heartbeat.

I'm afraid no one here hopes that they can defeat the White House.

If I had to name one, it would be the dog watching the show on the roadside.

Feng Yixuan took a few steps forward and grabbed Jiang Luo's sleeve, "When will they wake up? Will they have to compete again when they wake up?"

If Jiang Luo hadn't reminded him just now, he almost forgot that the White House also had a challenge opportunity.

The White House will lose the game now, but he will definitely not give up when his body recovers, and will definitely challenge the Qingtian Sect.

(End of this chapter)