"Lin Wenruo."

Zhao Rong curled his lips slightly, and the opponent really regarded him as a top horse. They chose Lin Wenruo in the second game. Everything was as planned!

During these days, both Lin Wenruo and Chen Muzhi were studying their opponents carefully, studying almost every conversation their opponents had in the past to know themselves and the enemy.

Now, according to the dinner discussion that night, the plan has been more than half successful.

As long as you win one more game, you will be able to achieve a complete victory and change the fate of Zhongnan Kingdom, which has been suppressed by a Taoist temple for thousands of years!

Lin Wenruo heard this, straightened his clothes, and solemnly took the stage. Even though he knew his opponent very well, he did not slack off at all and went all out.

Zhao Rong showed a slight relaxed smile, but then restrained himself and calmly waited for the round of applause and the final victory.

But what he never expected was that when thunderous applause broke out a quarter of an hour later, a tall Confucian scholar staggered off the stage.

Confucian scholar Xin Chang was on the verge of collapse and murmured distractedly: "He, he has been to Jixia Academy..."

The second round of plain talk was a debate about yes or no, and we lost.
Chapter completed!