Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Look at the burning heat gradually rising in the eyes of the elites in front of you.

Emperor Xueye smiled slightly.

Suddenly.

The smile on his face froze, and his eyes slowly became dull.

Xue Qinghe, who was next to him, noticed it and immediately pushed him gently.

Emperor Xue Ye came back to his senses, and the smile on his face was a little stiff, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time.

Look at the surprise in everyone's eyes.

Emperor Xueye calmed down for a moment and suppressed the sadness in his heart.

He said loudly: "Everyone, the promotion competition will be held in one month. I hope you can make another breakthrough within this month."

"Okay, I won't say much else. You kids are very smart. I think you will make smart choices."

Finish this sentence.

Emperor Xue Ye's eyes turned away.

After scanning the face of Platinum Bishop Salas, he turned around and left accompanied by a group of senior officials of the empire.

Salas's eyes moved slightly, but his expression had completely calmed down. It was difficult to tell anything from the expression on his face.

Just as Emperor Xue Ye said, although he did not say it clearly, the captains and deputy captains of each academy team understood what he meant.

Empire or Wuhun Palace, choose one.

Ye Qiu's expression was solemn. Emperor Xueye's health seemed to be much worse than he imagined.

Dugu Yan has no interest in any imperial title. With her status as the granddaughter of a titled Douluo, she is already the person with the toughest background on the continent.

He took Ye Qiu's arm and put his arm in the ditch.

"Husband, let's go."

"Um."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly and led Dugu Yan outside the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

The others were waiting for them outside.

At this moment, a sudden voice suddenly stopped Ye Qiu.

"Ye Qiu!"

Ye Qiu turned around and saw a patch of red magnifying in front of his eyes. It was Huo Wu who stopped him.

"Huo Wu, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Qiu asked doubtfully.

Huo Wu walked in front of him in a few steps and stood less than one meter away from Ye Qiu.

It has to be said that standing face to face with Huo Wu is very oppressive, because her height is really outstanding among girls, not much worse than the current Ye Qiu.

You know, Ye Qiu's physical development is much stronger than that of his peers, and his height is now over 1.8 meters.

Huo Wu's height is only 1.8 meters.

Huo Wu stared at the outstanding-looking Ye Qiu who always seemed to have a noble temperament in front of him.

Her face was rosy, whether from anger or embarrassment.

Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows.

"If you want to say thank you, forget it. Without the words you said, I would have done it myself."

Just as Huo Wu was about to speak, his breath was stagnant and his face turned red.

"W-what are you talking about? Stop being so sentimental. I'm not here to say thank you."

She really wanted to say thank you to Ye Qiu first, but now it was Ye Qiu who said it first.

He also looked like he didn't care, which made Huo Wu very unhappy.

"You're not here to say thank you, so why are you here? To throw yourself into my arms. You have to queue up."

Dugu Yan, who still had the upper hand in a quarrel with the little witch, was definitely not a good person.

It was easy for Huo Wu to break through the defense.

"Throwing yourself into my arms? How is this possible! This girl would never do that!"

Huo Wu seemed to be poked into the center of things, her eyes panicked, maybe she did have such thoughts deep in her heart

"Yeah, then I'll be relieved."

Dugu Yan smiled teasingly. She had already guessed almost exactly what the red color on Huo Wu's face was.

"you!"

Huo Wu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Whatever you think. I came to Ye Qiu to challenge him."

Huo Wu looked directly at Ye Qiu.

"Do you have the guts to fight me without your martial spirit?"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, but Dugu Yan next to him smiled.

Ye Qiu's hand-to-hand combat ability was well known to all the sisters, and even Liu Erlong couldn't take advantage of him.

Many times I will be exhausted and dizzy with joy.

Ye Qiu shook his head, waved his hand, and was about to leave with Dugu Yan.

"Sorry, I'm not free."

"you……"

Huo Wu's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Aren't you very strong in melee combat? Why don't you fight this girl?"

Ye Qiu frowned and stared at Huo Wu. Looking at the woman who was like a flame, he repeated again:

"Sorry, I'm not free."

After saying that, Ye Qiu turned around and walked towards everyone at Lanba Academy, not wanting to get into any more entanglements with Huo Wu.

What he had just confessed to Shui Yue'er in public on the central stage was enough for him.

What if I do something with Huo Wu again?

Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu and the others should stop making trouble with themselves.

"You guy, stop right here!"

Ye Qiu's ignorance made Huo Wu furious, and the emotions he had suppressed for many days finally broke out.

His right leg flew up suddenly and kicked Ye Qiu directly in the back of the head.

She was already tall and had long legs, and this time she was even more like lightning.

But with Ye Qiu's sharp senses, how could she succeed so easily?

He hugged Dugu Yan, took a slight step forward, let go of her, turned his body halfway, threw out his left hand, and directly clasped Huo Wu's ankle.

Huo Wu only felt that the force of his kick was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it instantly disappeared under the slight tremor of Ye Qiu's arm.

Ye Qiu's hand held her ankle like copper poured into iron. No matter how hard she tried, she could not take it back.

The left hand has turned into a color like mutton-fat white jade.

"You, please let me go!"

Huo Wu covered her short skirt, her face burning.

Ye Qiu frowned, raised his left hand, pushed up Huo Wu's long legs, and let her go.

Huo Wu staggered and was supported by Huo Wushuang.

"I don't have to fight with you without martial arts. Do I have to worry about the outcome?"

"I have no interest in this kind of meaningless competition. Even if your brother comes, he is no match for me."

"You should go back and practice hard. We will still meet you in the promotion competition."

Ye Qiu shrugged helplessly and was about to leave again.

Huo Wujiao scolded:

"Ye Qiu, why don't you face my Fire Dance Yaoyang directly? Is it because you are afraid? Or do you still look down on my strength?"

"?"

Ye Qiu frowned, what is this?

"Huo Wu, I advise you to stop thinking about these things. I don't mean to look down on you."

"Ye Qiu! Just stop. Just wait. I will definitely make you look good!"

Huo Wu wanted to rush out again, but was forcibly held back by Huo Wushuang.

"Don't waste your efforts, you are indeed no match for him."

Huo Wushuang sighed and held his sister tightly. As a bystander, he could certainly see that Ye Qiu didn't mean this.

But my sister is too competitive.

She often wanted to compete with Shui Bing'er and the others, and now she naturally wanted to compete with them. (End of chapter)