Who is fighting

Mu Yun pointed at Yan Yunyu with a sneer, and said with a sneer: "As a senior instructor of the first class, I really didn't expect you to climb up with this shameless spirit."

"Why, let Bai Xiaoluo play in the first game and consume Mo Yang. Are you afraid that our ninth class will win you? Four people participate in the game, seven games are determined, you are so fearful?"

"I'm telling you, Yan Yunyu, you are just a persuasion!"

"Teacher Mu, I hope you will be careful when you speak. I have already made a concession. What do you want? Leifeng Academy is not your Mu's Tuyuan Academy. Let you dominate!"

Yan Yunyu's face was cold, and he shouted.

"You made a concession? Do I need you to make a concession?" Mu Yun said with disdain: "Three games, two wins, one draw, you are in the first class, are you great?"

"you..."

"Isn't it? Even Lu Yun, who is ranked second, can make my students lose and lose. Do you think you can win the game?"