Situ Hongjun looked at Su Luo excitedly and gave Su Luo a thumbs up: "Little Junior Sister, you are the real person who doesn't show your appearance. Senior Brother is not as good as you."

Situ Hongjun held the bottle of half-step emperor-level blood coagulation pill, straightened his back, and walked off the battle stage proudly. Where could there be the vicissitudes of defeat and failure?

At this moment, the group of junior brothers stared at Situ Hongjun's back with envious, jealous and hatred.

If they could get a full bottle of half-step imperial blood coagulation pill, they would be willing to be spit out by their junior sisters, and they would be willing to lie on the bed for ten years.

Su Luo finally beat Situ Hongjun and got one of the only two places.

And there, the battle between the little cub and the second senior brother was basically nothing interesting, because as everyone expected, it ended with the little cub's strong crushing.

So, in this quota match, two quotas were finally won.

One is the little cub that everyone had expected, and the other is Su Luo, whom no one expected.

Among them, the most proud person is the third elder.

Because of Su Luo and the little cub, the third elder personally invited him back to the sect from the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, the third elder also gained the reputation of knowing the pearl with keen eyes, but in fact the third elder himself was in a fog.

What surprised the third elder was that in order to make Su Luo, who was of low strength, he made a nonsense, and said that he would make a leaps and bounds if the opportunity arises. In fact, he himself didn't believe it, but now... it has become true!

When the third elder thought of this, he was drunk himself.

Now, the last two people have been selected.

The recruiting teacher did not say anything, which means that these two people still have to continue competing.

So, next time, there was no rest time, and the PK battle between Su Luo and the little cub was directly launched.

One is the little cub that everyone hopes for, the other is the little dark horse that suddenly rises up. The two people who have always been charred Meng Meng Meng have finally stood on the PK stage. Who will win the final victory?

Everyone in the audience was very intense.

"You still need to guess this? Of course, it's Lord Xiao Ke. Mr. Xiao Ke's strength is hard for even the elders to resist. How could he lose?"

"Yes, and although Su Luo can defeat the eldest brother, don't forget that if Lord Xiao Ke wants to defeat the eldest brother, one finger is enough."

"But, haven't you noticed it? Lord Xiao Ke listened to Su Luo's words very much."

"It's one thing to be obedient, but now it's the quota for Imperial Academy. Dear! If it were you, would you give up the quota for Imperial Academy?"

"That means, Lord Xiao Ke will definitely win?"

"That's absolute!"

Among the inner disciples, all of them, one hundred percent will be guessed that Xiao Ke will win.

In the VIP seat, the elders were also excited about the discussion.

The conclusion they came to was exactly the same as those of the inner disciples, that is, how could Lord Xiao Ke lose?!

At this moment, the one who is most confused in his heart is Lord Sect Master.

Because these two broken kids are really too big.

One is the only disciple of the old monster with the black and white double-dead for billions of years.

One is the only cub of the guardian god Xuanwu Lord.

These two PKs are really...

At this moment, a sneer flashed in Murong Mo's eyes!
Chapter completed!