The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

Chapter 166-170

However, was he so confident his opponent wouldn't pull off a comeback on him?

Without waiting for the alloted time to end, he already turned in his answers to the teacher.

Sigh...

It's still the same old words. This disciple of his was good in every way, except for a personality that's too rushed and too arrogant, considering everyone to be beneath him.

Yet it's also because Murong Chang Feng handed in his answers early that the audience became impatient, their voices loud boisterous.

"Lord Murong has won for sure, ha ha ha! Even until now, that girl haven't even moved her writing brush!"

People finally noticed that Helian Wei Wei, standing by the side, indeed haven't even moved her writing brush. Her fingers have only been agilely turning those armament components this way and that. Her thin lips almost seemed to be smiling, but also don't know what she's thinking.

The judges knitted their brows and gently reminded her. "There's not much time left in this duel, hopefully, the competitor can move a bit faster. When time's up and the plans haven't been submitted, we'll be forced to eliminate the competitor."

She's probably getting anxious now.

Wei Wei eventually picked up her writing brush, however, her long, shapely eyebrows knitted into a lump. That appearance appeared as if she felt this topic was too difficult.

Standing in the not so distant place to watch, Huan Ming Xiang let out a very, very long sigh. "This kind of them is really too difficult as far as a newbie to armaments is concerned."

"Elder Guan also feel that this duel is Superior Compound's win?" The human figure laughed lightly. "I reckon that this time, the Superior Compound will truly display their strength. However, the Inferior Compound's people are also not bad, to be able to compete with the Superior Compound to this degree. Losing one duel also isn't so humiliating."

"There's a fifth of the time left." The master who's judging watched the incense almost burn out, perspired cold sweat for Wei Wei's sake.

As he watched Wei Wei's appearance, almost as if she's struggling with her writing brush.

The people in the audience already grinned. "What was I saying, she's going to be humiliated for sure."

"Someone who fawned on others in order to climb up then came to participate in an armaments competition, was a joke to begin with."

"Sister Jiao Er, you should stop her."

Helian Jiao Er gently and tenderly smiled. "How can I stop her. Older Sister usually likes this kind of situation."

What she implied was that Wei Wei liked to be in the spotlight.

Those spectating young girls naturally also deciphered her meaning. One after another, they picked up their fans and covered the mockery on the corners of their mouths.

Little Seventh Prince adorably turned towards the southeast corner to take a glance and discovered that his Third Brother's pair of eyes was hidden more deeply than at any other time.

Could it be that there's a hidden move?

He seemed to have noticed the little person's gaze.

Baili Jia Jue slowly looked up.

Little Seventh Prince's entire body stiffened and his body immediately sat up straight, his round cute eyes very seriously fixed on the stage.

Hoo...why did he feel that the girl's expression was particularly similar to the principal's expression when he gave him more homework to do.