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Chapter 1139 Ruthless words before the game? 3

After she finished speaking, she went upstairs without waiting for the others to react.

A group of people downstairs were left behind, so moved and entangled that they could not say a word.

Sometimes, what is most uncomfortable is not others’ blame and admitting one’s own mistakes, but people take the initiative to use an open-minded mind to resolve all misunderstandings.

And I didn't even have the chance to apologize and admit my mistakes, so I could only keep this guilt in my heart for the rest of my life.

After walking upstairs, Xinxian hummed a few tunes in a good mood.

"You are really bad." Yuan Yan glanced at Xinxian helplessly.

"I didn't say I was a good person." Xinxian walked back to the room with a chuckling.

Leaving a nursery rhyme alone, what is wrong? What does it mean? Why doesn’t he understand it! Why is the adult world so complicated!

Time flies, and above the Nandou Martial Arts Association, Xinxin is always creating miracles.

After defeating Song Zhengrong from fifty to the top twenty-five, she won three games in a row, entering the top four, and the final showdown.

This result was unexpected, because her cultivation level was too low, so low that it was unbearable to look at it, so low that it made people feel that it was difficult for her to win, but she could win every time!

But this result was also expected, because Song Zhengrong was the third in the last Nandou Martial Arts Association, and it was not unacceptable to be able to win the third and enter the top four.

Miracle has been performed, and everyone has always talked about her.

The achievements she created broke the records of the Nandou Martial Arts Association and became the absolute focus of this Nandou Martial Arts Association.

It can be said that no matter what ranking she got in the end, she has absolutely no regrets.

She had already climbed too high and climbed too high. She became the most dazzling star this time, blocking Bu Qingyun's glory.

This time, her name resounded throughout the Xia Ling Realm and became a household name.

The more we got to the subsequent competition, the more excited we were, the more we hoped that she could continue to win.

On this day of the semi-finals, there were four people left. Today we played one game to decide the finals. tomorrow we would end the entire Nandou Martial Arts Conference.

On this day, Xuan Guangshan's person was particularly nervous, afraid that she would draw Bu Qingyun. If she draws someone else, she might have a fight, but Bu Qingyun is really impossible.

At this moment, the competition had not started yet, and the nervous Yuan Yin kept muttering beside his heartstrings: "Don't be too stressed. You have done a good job. If you don't work, forget it. You are young and have a lot of room for growth. You will definitely be able to create miracles when you come back next time."

The other elders on the side also rubbed their hands, while anxiously advised her not to be nervous, not to be stressed, and to relax.

Seeing their appearance, Xinxian couldn't help but chuckled. Who was nervous?

She could see the sweat on their foreheads, but what about herself? There was nothing strange about it.

Seeing Xinxian's expression, Yuan Yin seemed to finally realize that she was not too nervous, but instead she was a little out of control.

So he asked, "Are you really not nervous?"

Are you really not nervous? Even if you are already famous now, winning one game is completely different from losing one game.

The more you end, the more different the results you get from winning or losing.

No one cares about the gap between the 100th and 99th, but the gap between the first and second will be infinitely magnified in front of everyone.
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