Vol 2 Chapter 879: Everyone present is lucky

Chapter 880 Everyone present is lucky

"we lose."

"I am convinced."

"Boss, you are too powerful."

As soon as the two teenagers touched the ground, they jumped up and jumped onto the high platform again.

The two looked at the boss with eyes full of awe and worship.

The outsiders didn't know the truth, seeing the fierce fighting between the three, they mistakenly thought that the strength was equal.

In fact, the two of them knew very well in their hearts that if the boss hadn't deliberately given in, they would have lost the moment the sword intent was broken.

"You are also very good."

Lin Qingluo put away the bamboo flute, and praised without hesitation: "Three years of rapid progress, can comprehend the meaning of the sword, and the future achievements will be limitless."

"Boss, how long are you staying in Jinling?"

Wang Yehan was so excited that he couldn't describe it, he wanted to compete with the boss a few times.

"Only two or three days."

Lin Qingluo felt a little regretful: "I want to rush back to the capital city before my birthday."

"Can't you stay a few more days?"

Wang Yehan's clear eyes dimmed visibly.

"Jinling is a long way from the city of Kyoto, and it will take more than half a month to go fast."

Lin Qingluo shook his head sadly: "If there is any trouble on the way, if you delay for some time, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Boss, give me a chance. We will invite you to Jufulou tomorrow night. Be sure to come."

Li Yunxiu and Xu Ruoxuan watched a wonderful competition, and they were in a great mood.

Pushing through the crowd, squeezed to the front of the ring, raised his head, and shouted loudly with an octave-high voice.

He didn't care at all about the astonished gazes gathered from all directions.

"Okay, it's settled, see you soon."

Lin Qingluo lowered his eyes, looking at the two younger brothers who wanted to engrave the word "boss" on their foreheads, the corners of their lips curved slightly, and a charming smile appeared.

Li Yunxiu and Xu Ruoxuan got what they wanted, they danced happily and giggled non-stop.

*

"What's going on, are those two guys crazy? Calling a girl boss?"

"Wang Yehan and Li Moyun also called that girl's boss, I heard it."

"What do those people do? They are all unfamiliar faces, not from our academy."

"What is the doorman doing? Why are strangers being let in?"

The performance of the two teenagers was so abnormal that it was no surprise that they attracted the attention of everyone present.

There are not a few people who discuss in private.

The voice of the discussion was a bit loud, and when the two heard it, they immediately changed their faces.

"Who does the young master call the boss, what does it matter to you?"

Li Yunxiu immediately turned back.

"That's right, you still don't qualify if you want to be called."

Xu Ruoxuan was also full of dissatisfaction, howling at the top of his voice.

"Students, please listen to the next sentence."

Wang Yehan was also a little angry, stepped forward two steps, and clapped his hands together.

There was a moment of silence in the arena, and the martial arts branch students who were familiar with him all closed their mouths and looked up at the high stage.

Wang Yehan's posture was straight, facing the complex and indistinguishable attention of all his classmates, he took a deep breath, and his clear voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Everyone here today is lucky. The bosses of our brothers are the descendants of the heroes who protect the country. Half a year ago, with the power of one person, he brutally tyrannized the barbarian warriors and raised the prestige of our country. Lin Qingluo, the eldest granddaughter."

*

"Lin Qingluo?"

"Is she really Lin Qingluo?"

"Miss Yi of the Duke of Zhen's Mansion?"

(end of this chapter)

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