Strongest Eccentric Consort

Chapter 373: Can You Battle In The Next Round? How About It?

Chapter 373: Can You Battle In The Next Round? How About It?

“This is bad! Even if we win the subsequent two matches, we can’t defeat them!” Each and every one of the Eastern region experts looked pale and furious.

“It’s the fault of these few pieces of trash. They can’t even win one round!”

Someone even pushed the blame to Lou Qianxue.

“And also her! An incapable weak chicken at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial realm came up with this bad idea! If she had not suggested that we compete for five rounds, we wouldn’t have ended up at a disadvantage!”

“Exactly! How many experts does the Wind Demon Gate have? If she had suggested a ten-round match, Wind Demon Gate definitely would not be able to gather ten experts, while each one of us is an elite. If we had ten rounds, we’d have definitely won!”

“Ridiculous!” A tinge of mockery flashed past Lou Qianxue’s eyes as she coldly said, “We only needed five people to come out and battle, yet you all were so afraid to come out. And you’re thinking of competing for ten rounds?”

“Trash from the Spirit Martial realm, who did you say didn’t dare to come out and battle?” The Eastern region experts who had not stepped out to battle glared at Lou Qianxue.

“If you all had dared to battle, how did the two of us from the Spirit Martial Realm end up having to come out and battle?

“Furthermore, you are only at the peak of the Mystic Martial realm. What’s there to be proud of? Those two people are similarly at the peak of the Mystic Martial realm, yet they lost. Instead, one of us at the Spirit Martial realm has gotten a tie. Even if we are useless, we’re still stronger than you all, who are at the peak of the Mystic Martial realm. You keep saying that we are trash, so what about yourselves? Are you even worse than trash?”

“Outrageous! Little b*tch! Don’t compare us with those two useless people who lost!”

“Exactly! Exactly!”

Upon seeing this situation, the crowd from the Wind Demon Gate could not hold back their laughter.

Mo Qingyuan coldly observed the situation from the sidelines. She did not hurry anyone to proceed with the fourth round of the competition.

After all, the more chaotic the Eastern region experts became, the more beneficial it would be for her...

At that moment...

“Shut up!”

The Eastern region expert who had battled in the third round suddenly roared due to his fury.

It gave everyone a shock, and they froze for a moment. After coming back to their senses, they were infuriated. “Why are you roaring! You still dare to reason after you’ve lost?”

“Yes! That’s right! I’ve indeed lost! But why did I lose? Do you all know? That’s because you all kept shouting and shouting from the sides for me to win. You even threatened me. I became careless and lost. I blame myself for losing, but I also blame you all!”

“Useless! You lost, and now you want to find a reason to blame us. Do you not believe that I’ll kill you if you continue to speak that way?”

Following that, a bad-tempered Eastern region expert violently took action.

“Stop it—”

Suo Yiyi slowly said with an exhausted expression, “We’re not even finished with the competition, and you all are already infighting. Could it be that you all don’t wish to obtain the Abnormal Fire?”

“...”

The Eastern region experts became quiet one after another.

Suo Yiyi then looked at Mo Qingyuan with clenched fists. “If we win in the subsequent two rounds and get equally matched with you all. How will we determine which side will be the winner?”

A crafty light flashed past Mo Qingyuan’s eyes. “We’ll continue to compete, of course. We’ll compete until there’s a result!”

Mo Qingyuan did not believe that by relying on the only remaining expert at the peak of the Mystic Martial Realm and a weak chicken at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm could Suo Yiyi’s group win.

Humph, even if that expert at the peak of the Mystic Martial realm wins, the weak chicken at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm will definitely lose.

At that time...

The victory will still belong to us, the Wind Demon Gate!

As Mo Qingyuan thought about it, a smile made its way to her lips.

The gazes of the Eastern region experts also landed on the last Mystic Martial Realm expert and Lou Qianxue. Thereafter, they frowned and shook their heads as disappointment appeared on their faces.

However, Suo Yiyi’s gaze toward Lou Qianxue was bright, and she expectantly said, “Miss Lou, can you battle in the next round? How about it?”