"I didn't expect that the new disciple that Mr. Gong had accepted would actually break Nie Linglong's record. Holy shit, Nie Linglong had twenty-eight games, and Ye Wanwan had thirty-seven games..."

"Comparing Ye Wanwan and Nie Linglong? Are you here to be funny? Nie Linglong participated in the mercenary competition. There were so many SS-level mercenaries that came to participate. The quality of the students who participated in the two competitions was completely different. Do you understand?

At Ten Thousand Steps, didn't Ye Wanwan break Nie Wuyou's record? It's still a record with little value."

For example, the number of S-level missions, mercenary contribution points, etc. have made Nie Linglong's legend of being almost invincible in Scarlet Flame Academy unshakable.

At the VIP table, many senior officials of Scarlet Flame Academy looked at Ye Wanwan on the stage and couldn't help but nod in praise.

Immediately, some senior officials came to the palace elders, with smiles on their faces, and congratulated him.

"Haha, Mr. Gong, you really have accepted a disciple with great potential. He is only D level now, and he actually swept this year's martial arts competition..."

"Mr. Gong, you are so enviable."

Hearing the sound, although there was no expression on Mr. Gong's face, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, saying: "The scoundrels still have a long way to go. This time, I can break the record and win the first place.

It's all just a fluke, nothing to show off or praise."

Hearing the sound, Elder Lei He glanced at Elder Gong, his expression so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face. This old guy had gotten an advantage and was still acting like a good boy.

"Haha, Linglong, how do you feel when you see your record being broken?"

Immediately, a senior member of Scarlet Flame Academy looked at Nie Linglong who was not far away and smiled very kindly.

After hearing this, Nie Linglong looked at the senior executive and said expressionlessly: "Oh...Have I ever broken such a record?"

"That's natural. When Linglong participated in the martial arts competition for the first time, you won twenty-eight games, breaking your sister Nie Wuyou's record..."

The senior executive nodded repeatedly. Could it be that Nie Linglong had even forgotten the record he had broken?

"I see." Nie Linglong nodded slightly and said calmly: "I really haven't kept this kind of unpopular record in my heart. As time goes by, I will forget it."

"Haha..." the senior management said with a smile: "That's true, Linglong. The quality of the martial arts competitions you participated in back then was much higher than this one... and you also broke more high-level records, like this record

, it’s normal not to remember.”

"Dean, since the competition is over, I will take my leave first." Soon, Nie Linglong walked to Dean Chiyan and said.

Hearing this, Scarlet Flame Academy nodded and let Nie Linglong leave first.

"My lord, the competition is over and it's getting late. There are still many things that need to be dealt with, lord. Why don't we leave earlier." Jiang Yan looked at the expressionless man beside him and said softly.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now."

Seeing that the dust of this martial arts competition had settled and everyone left one after another, Lord Shura stood up and said.

"Okay, Emperor Ji, do it yourself." Dean Chi Yan nodded.

Lord Shura had not taken a few steps when he suddenly turned around, his cold eyes slowly falling on Ji Xiuran who seemed to be not ready to leave.

"Emperor Ji seems to have plenty of time. The competition is over. Why is Emperor Ji still here?" Lord Shura looked at Ji Xiuran and said indifferently.
Chapter completed!