Marquis Guangjun's face was pale and his eyes were dim. He seemed to have aged twenty years. He waved his hand feebly and did not even look at Bei Mo.

At this moment, Zhao Feng and others nearby had unbearable expressions in their eyes.

They knew very well how much love and expectations Marquis Guangjun had put into Bei Mo.

At this moment, when such a super genius is snatched away by his enemies, how can he not feel sad?

Zhao Feng seemed to hear the twitching and bleeding in Marquis Guangjun's heart.

"Xu Ran! Master asked me to tell you something: You are destined to be trampled under his feet for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to stand up; your woman will be taken away by him, and the best disciple will be used as a wedding dress!"

Before Quan Chen left, he left a cold word.

Wow!

Marquis Guangjun was so angry that he trembled and spit it out immediately, almost fainting.

"You are destined to be trampled under his feet for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to stand up; your woman will be taken away by him, and your best disciple will be used as a wedding dress!"

This sentence echoed once or twice in the martial arts arena.

Zhao Feng and others felt a chill in their hearts. They could not imagine the humiliation that Marquis Guangjun had to endure in the sect in the past.

It can be imagined that Marquis Guangjun was defeated by "that person" time and time again, and even his most beloved woman was taken away by him.

He worked hard to cultivate a top genius, and one day in the future, he wanted to compare with "that person", but unexpectedly, this disciple who had put countless efforts into it was easily taken away by the other party.

"This is completely an unequal game. The so-called 'Master Yunhai' deliberately wants to play tricks on Master."

Zhao Feng aroused a strong feeling of anger and disapproval in his heart.

He is just a registered disciple of Marquis Guangjun and does not have many deep feelings.

But at this moment, a strong impulse arose in my heart. If possible, I must seek justice for this poor old man and this cheap master.

Watching Quan Chen and Bei Mo fly away, everyone in the martial arts arena was depressed and silent.

Ye Lingyun, Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan and others, full of grief and anger, cursed Yunhai Zhenren's master and disciple, as well as the treacherous Beimo.

"Don't blame Bei Mo."

Marquis Guangjun smiled bitterly.

"Master, why are you still defending that beast?"

Nangong Fan looked calm.

Marquis Guangjun took a deep breath and sighed: "Mo'er is very smart and rational. With his potential and qualifications, if he refuses to give in, he is likely to be abolished by Quan Chen on the spot. Geniuses like this often

, after entering the sect, you will soon be accepted as a disciple by someone at the top of the sect, which is something Master Yunhai never wants to see."

After listening to Marquis Guangjun's analysis, Zhao Feng and others suddenly realized.

Firstly, Beimo has no way out, and secondly, good birds choose trees to roost in.

After a storm, Marquis Guangjun was old and feeble. He looked at the remaining disciples and smiled: "Although Bei Mo has left, the three quotas will still remain unchanged."

With Bei Mo gone, there are only three spots available, so the competition is less.

This is a mixed blessing for the remaining few people.

"Your talents and qualifications are far inferior to those of Bei Mo. As long as your performance is not outstanding after entering the sect, Master Yunhai will not compromise his status and deliberately embarrass you. Of course, bullying and making things difficult for you from the people below will definitely be inevitable...

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Marquis Guangjun's voice was a little bitter and weak.
Chapter completed!