I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Tsk tsk... This is truly gratifying."

Seeing Druan's miserable state, Yan Ziming really wanted to burst into laughter.

Next, the competition moved to the third group, which was the group where Mo Xin and You Lan were. Fia, who was listed as a special focus by Yan Zi Mo, was also in the group. If Yan Zi Mo was not mistaken, she should also be hiding something.

Another contestant is from the Chinese public, named Su Zhengyu. With a cultivation level of the seventh rank, his achievement in reaching this position proves his extraordinary talent.

After all, they were compatriots from China, and Yan Ziming had a good impression of him. However, what he did later almost made Yan Ziming want to electrocute him into ashes.

Here's the thing -

The first match in the third group was between Mo Xin and Su Zhengyu, which sparked a huge cheer from the audience.

Because Mo Xin is one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Of the Four Heavenly Kings, two made it to the top sixteen. There was also an unlucky one, Ye Qianxue. If she hadn't drawn Mu Mu during the round of thirty-two, she would have had a good chance of making it to the top sixteen.

There was also Tian Tian, ​​who stopped at the top 32, but when others learned that she was only 15 years old, their level of affirmation for the Four Heavenly Kings rose to another level.

In addition, they are all exceptionally beautiful women, one in a million, so they have gained a lot of fans, and people scream loudly as soon as they appear.

Some people might ask, since each of the Four Heavenly Kings wears a mask, how do others know that they are the most beautiful girls out of thousands?

The audience responded: "Look at that figure, look at that skin tone, and look at that aura. It's all naturally beautiful. How can those heavily made-up zombies on the street who look like completely different people after taking off their makeup compare?!"

No one could refute this statement, as it was the most accurate reflection of China's situation, and no one could deny it.

Can you imagine how it feels to have a fairy-like girl travel thousands of miles across provinces to meet you through a screen, only to turn into a haggard old woman the next moment?

This is absolutely outrageous and could even lead to depression or suicidal thoughts in the man.

Therefore, Mo Xin and the others' beauty was invisibly amplified, and they had no shortage of suitors. It was just a pity that they didn't fill in any private information, only their superpower strength, life and gender. The suitors had no way to use sweet words to win them over.

However, there's always a glimmer of hope, and there's still one place where you can pursue them in person, and that is...

"What did you say?"

Mo Xin stood blankly on the stage, wanting Su Zhengyu to repeat what he had just said.

"Beautiful Miss Yunmo, please be my girlfriend!"

Su Zhengyu knelt on one knee and loudly stated his request. His body trembled with nervousness, fearing that Mo Xin would refuse outright.

Yan Ziming didn't care about his feelings; all Yan Ziming wanted to do now was to shock him ten thousand times over!

That little girl belonged only to her, how could she be kidnapped by some male beast who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?!

She's just a little girl who's only a few months old!

Three years minimum, death penalty maximum!

That's despicable! He actually proposed during the Civilization Cup, which was watched by hundreds of millions of people. Even if Mo Xin clearly rejected him, the outside world would spread a huge scandal, and Mo Xin's reputation would be hard to clear. As a result, when people talk about Mo Xin's name, they will think of Su Zhengyu, and she will be labeled with Su Zhengyu's name, which she can't get rid of!

In fact, Su Zhengyu hadn't thought that much about it. It was just that this was the only way to pursue Mo Xin, and he had no choice but to choose this method. It wasn't as complicated as Yan Ziming thought.

However, he clearly did not consider the consequences of doing so and blindly pursued her. If he had succeeded, it would have been a wonderful story; if he had refused, he would have harmed both her and himself.

Not only Yan Ziming, but the audience was also filled with curses, while very few people offered their blessings to him.

The most vehement criticism came from many male compatriots, who absolutely could not tolerate the presence of another man in their goddess's arms, and they all shouted that Mo Xin should not agree to his proposal.

Mo Xin was a woman of the world; after a moment of surprise, she recovered and calmly said, "Beat me first."

"If I beat you, you'll be my girlfriend?!" Su Zhengyu's eyes gleamed, his blood boiling.

"Let's fight first and talk about it later."

Mo Xin didn't hesitate and didn't give Su Zhengyu any more chances to ask questions. She immediately used all her skills to fight him in close combat. Although Su Zhengyu really wanted to win, he was no match for Mo Xin in terms of strength. He was completely suppressed and showed signs of defeat.

"Wait......"

boom--

Su Zhengyu wanted to say something, but was drowned out by the crackling of lightning. The electric shock made him shiver all over, but he was reluctant to actually fight back, so he could only defend himself passively.

A wave of blue-purple energy erupted, creating a chasm between her and Su Zhengyu, thus determining the victor.

"Yunmo wins!"

Directly opposite Mo Xin, Su Zhengyu was dressed in tattered rags, looking utterly disheveled, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Now the outcome is quite clear: Mo Xin has no intention of developing a relationship with him.

But there was one question he still wanted to know, so he asked it.

"Miss Yunmo, what did you mean by 'I'll talk to you after I beat you'...?"

The implication is—you can't beat me, so give up on that idea; I already have someone I like.

Mo Xin rubbed her cheek with her hand, sticking out her tongue and giggling.

"Wha, what!"

Su Zhengyu is unable to rise again.

Male compatriots outside the stadium were found dead everywhere.

Even Yan Ziming was stunned for a few seconds, but after thinking about who Mo Xin's 'sweetheart' was, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart...

Ahem... This is the police officer.

Yan Ziming was terrified that someone might suddenly point at her and say something like that, and her hard-won reputation would plummet into an abyss!

Mo Xin gave him a knowing smile, but no one else knew what it meant.

However, Mo Xin's move was indeed brilliant. Rather than letting unscrupulous media create rumors about her, it was better to publicly announce that she had someone she liked. Although it couldn't completely shut down the unscrupulous media, it undoubtedly reduced the things they could use to make a fuss.

Although it also chilled the hearts of many men.

However, Yan Ziming had no time to care about these things, because the next match was between Youlan and the person she was paying attention to—Fia!

Chapter Ninety Interrogation

After receiving encouragement and blessings from Yan Ziming and the others, Youlan slowly walked onto the stage. On the other side, Fia shamelessly begged Mandala for a blessing before finally walking onto the stage with satisfaction.

How can there be such a huge difference between people? Is this what it means to be a free-spirited foreigner?

Looking at the faint shoe print on Fia's face, Youlan couldn't help but think to herself.

After Fia took the stage, she still had that optimistic or frivolous personality that was hard to describe. Suddenly, her nose twitched, and she gradually walked up to Youlan and circled around her a few times, looking at Youlan as if she had found a like-minded friend.

"Cute little sister... I smell a familiar scent on you, and since I'm in a good mood, I'll go easy on you~~"

"???"

Three question marks appeared above Youlan's head; she didn't understand what she meant.

Fia continued, "Your sweetheart must be your partner in the doubles competition, right? Could you tell me her contact information...? I have some questions for her."

Youlan's expression immediately changed. First, she was shocked that Yan Ziming had seen through her relationship with Zhiruo. Second, Yan Ziming had recently reminded her to be wary of any questions from outsiders, as they were all trying to probe for information about Zhiruo.

Furthermore, she also felt a subtle pressure from Fia, a sense of oppression that no one of her peers had ever given her.

Oh no... there was someone else at the same level who gave her this feeling, and that was Mo Xin.

Could this person be at the same level as Mo Xin, or even stronger?

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Youlan immediately denied.

"Hey—don't be so quick to deny it~~ I'm very sensitive to the scent of my own kind, you can't fool me."

Fia persisted, a frivolous yet alluring smile on her face, her right index finger tracing circles on Youlan's slightly stiff shoulder.

"Ahem!" The referee coughed loudly, warning Fia and Youlan about the distance between them.

"Tch—I'll scrutinize you carefully during the competition. Stay tuned!"

Fia grew bored and returned to the normal distance she should have maintained, waiting for the referee to call "start".

Youlan looked at her warily, she couldn't help but pay attention to what Fia had just said.

Subconsciously sensing that Fia might not be an opponent she could defeat, Youlan made a decision in her heart.

We should weaken her as much as possible to create more opportunities for Mo Xin!

"Three, two, one, start!"

A stream of extremely cold ice surged from all directions, causing the temperature to plummet. In just a few seconds, the temperature reached minus seventy degrees Celsius, which was the limit that Youlan could currently achieve.

She went all out from the start of the match, unleashing her entire domain. Fia always exerted subtle pressure on her; underestimating her would come at a price.

When facing an unknown enemy, caution is the only option.

However, sometimes, being cautious when facing an overly powerful enemy can be somewhat futile.

Fia stood still. From her past battles, we know that Fia's superpower is wind, but we don't know which aspect it leans towards.

The sub-zero temperatures of over seventy degrees Celsius seemed to have no effect on her; she simply gave Youlan a charming smile, and then...

Feeling a pair of hands stroking her cheeks, Youlan stared wide-eyed in surprise, momentarily stunned by the sudden appearance of a pair of crimson eyes.

when--?!!

Blinking, Youlan snapped out of her daze. An icy path appeared beneath her feet, and she used the ice and snow energy to slide backward at high speed. But it was no use. No matter where she retreated, Fia followed. She couldn't shake her off at all.

"you!"