This difference in identity is like a princess facing her, a low-level beggar.

After Murong Feixue's competition, he had already stood on the 'Three Talents Fight' first, and next, he was waiting for Ning Qingqing's competition, if after this game, Ning Qingqing had already lost, then Murong Feixue's goal could be regarded as achieved.

However, how could Ning Qingqing admit defeat like this? Although now that her flaming horse was among the remaining people, there was no advantage to speak of.

However, for Ning Qingqing, these are not difficult problems.

When it was her turn, the opponent's pet beast was also a seven-stage spirit beast, but this spirit beast was like a fool, and it didn't match its master's cooperation at all.

All in all, it was a pretty beautiful victory for Ning Qingqing.

But in the eyes of Murong Feixue and some other discerning people, this kind of victory was so stupid and unattainable.

Ning Qingqing's opponent is completely letting her, and let it be so obvious, so stupid, it's just stupid.

But Ning Qingqing didn't seem to be aware of it, it was completely a state of mind that was not ashamed, but proud.

This kind of performance, when it fell in the eyes of Liang Yali and other teachers, they could only shake their heads and sigh bitterly.

After the Five Elements Fight, the number of people was even smaller, only more than seventy people.

And these three are fun, it is a challenge to fight, three fights at the same time, randomly select two people to compete in the three fights, and then the loser retreats, the winner continues, until the win is full of five people, then it will be automatically promoted to the most golden platform.

This three-talent fight is obviously the same as the previous one, it is not very fair, the people in front suffer losses, and the people in the back enjoy happiness.

If you want to be the last one, you only need to defeat the person in front of you to enter the Golden Terrace.

This time, Murong Feixue had already decided not to let Ning Qingqing play casually.

There are comings and goings, and that's the essence of the game.

At the beginning, as Ning Qingqing expected, Murong Feixue was indeed the first to be drawn to the stage.

But this time, Ning Qingqing guessed the beginning, but did not guess the end.

"Ning Qingqing......" When the division commander read Ning Qingqing's name, not only her, but even Su Qinghe, who arranged the lottery, was taken aback.

He remembered that he had obviously arranged a powerful opponent for Murong Feixue yesterday, how could it be Ning Qingqing?

However, it is no longer up to him to make any changes with Ning Qingqing, anyone has to abide by the rules of the lottery, as for how to do ghosts, it is up to each to do it.

For this battle with a gambling contract, not only the freshmen, but even those division commanders are more interested.

The loser knelt on the Qinggo Square for three days with a sign saying 'I am a pig'.

This is a punishment that I haven't even thought of before, I really don't know how much Ning Qingqing hates Murong Feixue to come up with such a way to rectify her.

But maybe it was also a shot at her own feet, she Ning Qingqing only thought that Murong Feixue didn't have any powerful pet beasts at all, but she didn't think that people would first come out with a powerful eight-stage eight tigers, and now there was actually a blue-eyed rat in the Xuan Realm.

For Ning Qingqing, these two stones were simply bigger than the other, and they smashed her feet to the point where they were swollen.

It's also there, that's when she smashes herself.

Gritting her teeth, Ning Qingqing rushed into the ring with a hint of helplessness and anger.