Fights Break Sphere: After I became Xiao Yan's sister, I was loved by everyone

Xiao Yan frowned. Why are you looking at me? It's not like I'm fighting you. Xiao Yan directly responded with his eyes.

I'm afraid that I'm no match for Xiao Xue now. If Xiao Xue uses all her abilities, except for not using Erha, I'm afraid that even the Fighting King may not be able to gain the upper hand against Xiao Xue. Yet you chose the strongest one.

If it's not you who is unlucky, then who else is unlucky? This is called stealing a chicken but losing the rice.

Wu Zhen held the Wuji Stick in his hand with sharp eyes. He looked at Xiao Xue again. It seemed that all the illusions just now were created by Xiao Xue.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. The fight with the 15th-place player on the strong list was so intense that it seemed that their failure was inevitable from the moment they stepped onto the stage.

Among the twenty-two people who had fought with Xiao Xue, most of them were amazed and felt cheated. They did not expect that although he looked quiet on the outside, he had such a deep mind. These people could only sigh helplessly and regarded being cheated as a lesson learned.

Wu Zhen quickly rotated the Wuji Stick in his hand, forming a huge vortex that seemed to absorb everything.

Xiao Xue's body seemed to be sucked by something, and her feet were moving slowly.

Anyone who has seen Wu Zhen's fighting skills would certainly be amazed.

"That is Wu Zhen's most powerful fighting skill. I heard that it is a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill that can be exchanged for one thousand fire energy points, the Invincible Whirlpool!"

"I heard that he relied on this fighting skill to secure his 15th place. Many people who challenged him were defeated by this move."

"It looks like Xiao Xue is in great danger this time."

Listening to the discussions in the audience, Hu Jia frowned, his face full of worry.

It was like a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the river, swallowing up everything around it, and the branches in the distance were broken abruptly.

A hurricane roared past, Xiao Xue inserted the Frost Sword into the ring, and a transparent ice wall appeared in front of Xiao Xue.

Seeing this, Wu Zhen increased the force of his swing. The whistling wind made a rustling sound in Xiao Xue's ears. A branch passed by Xiao Xue's face, and a trace of blood splashed into the air.

Xiao Xue let out a slight sound of "Ah" in pain, and the ice wall seemed to be crumbling in this huge vortex of void waves.

Xiao Xue gently touched her cheek with her right hand, and a trace of blood was clearly visible between her two fingers.

Xiao Xue's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a red light shot through the ice wall, passed straight through the center of the huge vortex, and finally entered Wu Zhen's eyes.

At that moment, Wu Zhen stopped what he was doing and hesitated for a moment.

The power of the vortex weakened a lot in an instant, and what followed was a low dragon roar with heavy sound waves that hit Wu Zhen's brain directly.

The people in the audience couldn't see clearly what was happening because of the huge whirlpool on the stage, but now they found that Wu Zhen seemed to be frozen and actually stopped what he was doing.

Although it was very short, lasting only ten seconds, it was enough for Xiao Xue.

A giant sword shadow fell from the sky and hit where Wu Zhen was standing.

Wu Zheng just reacted. In order to continue the fight just now, he had already consumed a huge amount of fighting spirit, and now he was facing the giant sword falling from the sky.

Under the strong suppression, Wu Zhen was unable to break free, and his feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Wu Zhen looked down and saw that his feet were sealed by Xiao Xue.

Looking up at the giant sword that was about to fall, Wu Zhen raised the Wuji stick in his hand and used up his last bit of fighting spirit. A light yellow shadow formed by the Wuji stick rushed forward to meet the giant sword.

With a loud "boom", dust filled the air on the ring and the people below stared at this sudden scene in amazement.

Many people showed incredible expressions, and some even rubbed their eyes to see clearly what had just happened on the stage?
Xiao Xun'er whispered in Xiao Yan's ear: "Brother Xiao Yan, why did Sister Xue'er's eyes turn red for a moment just now?"

Hu Jia didn't understand either, and just like a chick eating rice, he kept nodding his head.

Xiao Yan shook his head and looked at the stage: "I don't know either. I know about Long Yin, but I don't know why my sister's eyes turned red."

Xiao Yan thought to himself: This girl has more and more secrets now, I wonder if it is a good thing or a bad thing?
As the dust on the ring settled, Wu Zhen and Xiao Xue stood on each side, looking as if nothing had happened.

The two men slowly turned around and looked at each other. The Wuji stick in Wu Zhen's hand fell to the ground with a clang. Blood spurted out of his mouth and his body was unstable.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Wu Zhen wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiao Xue with an unwilling look.

After a while, Wu Zhen uttered a few words: "I lost."

Xiao Xue's expression didn't change much, or rather, her inner emotions didn't change much.

Just by retracting the Frost Sword, she felt like a fairy. A breeze blew, and her dress danced in the wind, and the white headband simply tied in her hair fluttered gently.

If it weren't for the shallow scar on her cheek, no one would have known that Xiao Xue had just experienced a battle.

Wu Zhen stretched out his right hand, with the Fire Crystal Card in the palm of his hand. Xiao Xue was not polite either, and a light blue fighting spirit sucked the Fire Crystal Card in Wu Zhen's hand into her own hand.

After deducting 500 points of ignition energy, he returned it to Wu Zhen.

The game ended on its own, and a healing pill returned to Wu Zhen's hand. Wu Zhen put away the Fire Crystal Card, covered his chest, slowly stood up, and saluted: "Thank you."

Xiao Xue waved her hand as a response, and Wu Zhen walked off the stage dejectedly, no longer with the arrogant and confident aura he had at the beginning.

The crowd automatically made way for each other, and Wu Zhen quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xiao Xue looked much better. Those who had been hesitant about Xiao Xue lowered their heads and admitted their shortcomings.

The sky was getting dark, and Xiao Xue, who had not stopped fighting for a whole day, was just holding on by willpower.

Although we won the last game, the consumption reached the extreme.

Those onlookers knew that Xiao Xue's strength was real, so they dispersed.

Xiao Xue, who had always been strong-willed, returned to her room after several ups and downs.

Hu Jia wanted to visit but was stopped by Xiao Yan.

"My little sister must be overexerted now. She needs to rest. Let's not disturb her."

Xiao Yan knew very well that his sister was not just someone who could act cute and coquettish. She had a strong heart, which was no worse than his own.

Hu Jia looked at Xiao Xue's figure and listened to Xiao Yan's words, and could only give up helplessly.

News of what happened in Panmen today came again, especially that Xiao Xue defeated Wu Zhen, who was ranked 15th on the strong list, and replaced Wu Zhen as 15th. This display of strength made those who had not given up on Panmen restrain themselves a little.