Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 242 He Can't

　After a long time, Wu Daoxuan's expression eased a little, and he asked aloud:

"Retrieve the sea pearl!"

"Yes!"

Hua Qianning quickly took out the seabed bead that exuded holy light from the storage bracelet.

Handed it over to Luo Songtang who was standing at the side. After Luo Songtang took it, he turned around and handed it over.

Wu Daoxuan just glanced at it and asked him to take it down.

"It seems that Qian Ning and Zhuo Chen's team won!"

At this time, Wu Daoxuan's face was only a little pale, and there was a hint of a smile.

Qian Shanyue couldn't help sneering in her heart, you have already calculated a hexagram, could it not be the result? ?
Of course, he also said this from the bottom of his heart, but it still didn't show at all on the surface.

"Senior brother won!"

Hua Qianning stood up and continued speaking loudly.

"Heiji is an ancient monster, guarding the seabed pearl, the senior brother and the disciples controlled it, but who would have expected it to explode the demon core, the disciple did not expect it, at the critical moment, it was the senior brother who rescued the disciple , Therefore, senior brother's veins were severed, if it wasn't for senior uncle's Yuzhi, I'm afraid...so, it is the credit of senior senior brother that he can retrieve the sea sea pearl."

Hua Qianning talked eloquently, if it wasn't for the elder brother, she would be dead now.

Besides, if she gave the senior brother all the credit, then Qian Shanyue would be severely crushed by the senior brother.

Even if he scrambled around again, he would be powerless.

"So good!"

Wu Daoxuan nodded, he seemed to like to see this kind of brothers and friends respectful and loving each other.

"I have been in the late Nascent Soul for decades, and I haven't made a breakthrough. I want to practice in seclusion. This time, the martial art competition and the trial of the sea of ​​mist are a kind of test. In this case, Mo Zhuochen is indeed us. The most outstanding talent of the Wuji Sect, so I let Mo Zhuochen be the new generation head teacher of our Wuji Sect."

Just after Wu Daoxuan finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

The rest of Sifeng's people didn't make a sound.

This is indeed the case, the person who can be the head teacher will be selected from among the outstanding disciples of each peak.

However, Mo Zhuochen is undoubtedly the best one.

Su Muran from Xuannvfeng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, something happened in Xuannvfeng just now.

What qualifications does she have to say anything else.

Those who were looking at the other four peaks were all silent.

There was a burst of contempt in her heart.

Standing there, Qian Shanyue lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy.

To let Mo Zhuochen be the head teacher, besides cultivating, he can do anything.

For so many years, he has been handling the general affairs of the sect.

The cultivation base at this time is also above Mo Zhuochen.

However, in the eyes of the master, there is only Mo Zhuochen.

Even this trial at the bottom of the sea was specially paved for him.

Myself is nothing at all! ?

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt as if there was a fire-breathing owl in his chest.

He was angry, very angry.

He wants to vent - come out, he can't bear it anymore.

Feng Lu, who was standing beside him, saw his hand, although it was tightly held, the veins on the back of the hand were protruding.

A trace of entanglement flashed across Feng Luqing's eyes, and finally turned into resoluteness.

"Eldest brother, you can't be a teacher at all!?"

Her voice was not loud, but in this quiet and silent hall, it was already a thunderclap on the ground.

　
　
(End of this chapter)