To the right of number two are two teenagers.

The game started.

Zhou Hua rushed forward first with a sledgehammer in hand. Xiao Siniang smiled gently and flew into the air like lightning.

Seeing this, Zhou Hua swung his sledgehammer, and a series of powerful and implicit gold-based spiritual skills rushed forward. A dazzling light bloomed from Xiao Siniang's body, forming an impeccable defensive shield.

Xiao Si Niang was not idle either. She closed her eyebrows slightly, clasped her hands together, and the air around her began to condense, forming ice arrows that flashed with cold light and shot towards the other party.

In an instant, the two figures started the most intense confrontation.

The No. 2 competition field on the right had already reached its climax, with two people chasing each other step by step, one as fierce as a fire dragon, and the other as cunning as an eagle.

Tanhong's silhouette was revealed in the sunlight, making the battle even more intense.

The two men swung their weapons at the same time, intertwining violently. Their moves became faster and more brutal. The sounds of swords and wind mixed together.

Their figures intertwined in mid-air, making it difficult to distinguish. Suddenly, a howl was heard and blood-stained weapons fell to the ground. Obviously, one side had lost.

"Gao Hongyi wins in arena number two. Number three please enter next." the referee shouted loudly.

The outcome of Zhou Hua's match has not yet been decided.

"Xiaojiu, who do you think will win on number one's side?" Wen Longting asked.

"Xiao Si Niang!" Ji Jiuying replied indifferently.

"Why? That Zhou Hua looks more ferocious." Wen Longting asked puzzledly.

"Although Zhou Hua is fierce, he is too impetuous and can be easily taken advantage of by others. In addition, Xiao Siniang is mostly on the defensive. It is obvious that she is consuming Zhou Hua's spiritual power."

"So that's how it is." Wen Longting nodded, not quite understanding, but soon, the two people on the stage would confirm what Ji Jiuying said.

Xiao Siniang narrowed her eyes coldly, and when she saw the right moment, she unleashed one dull spiritual skill after another on Zhou Hua. Apparently, Zhou Hua was gradually unable to withstand the attack, and he staggered backwards until his body flew backwards and fell off the stage.

"You lost!" Xiao Siniang stood at the edge of the ring and looked down at him, while Zhou Hua's companion came forward and pulled him away in shame.

"Tsk~ I thought Zhou Hua would win!"

"Exactly. Seeing how confident he was, I didn't expect that he would be defeated by a little girl."

"That's right. It seems that we can't underestimate every opponent."

Everyone was sighing.

······

Ji Jiuying glanced at the number plate in her hand. She was so sleepy that it was not her turn yet.

"I'm number 38. What are your numbers?" asked Fatty Zhen.

"I'm eleven."

"I'm twenty-three."

"I'm ninth."

Ji Jiuying was stunned at first, then silently took out a bamboo stick. Several people came closer to take a look and were stunned!

"..."

"Fatty Zhen, I wish you good luck!" Wen Longting clasped her fists towards the fat man.

"Fatty Zhen, come on~" Wen Chuyu could only pray silently.

"Fatty Zhen, you~I will prepare healing pills for you..." Wen Longxiu said with a smile.

"No way, I actually hit Xiaojiu! God, please let me die!" Fatty Zhen reacted.

"Actually, it's good for Xiaojiu. At least it won't let you lose too badly!" Wen Longting said bluntly.

Since there were two arenas, it was Wen Chuyu's turn soon.

As soon as Wen Chuyu came on the stage, the crowd below the ring exploded instantly.

"Isn't that Wen Chuyu from the Wen family of one of the three great families? Aren't his tendons and veins broken?"

"Is that a rumor?"

"You probably don't know this. His meridians have been repaired a long time ago. My cousin's uncle said that he went there when the secret realm of the Warcraft Forest was opened..."

"So that's it!"

"I don't know which expert healed his meridians. I heard that when the people from Xingchen Academy saw his meridians, they all shook their heads."

"It is said that a masked girl cured it..."

The news that Wen Chuyu's meridians were broken spread throughout the entire Kyoto city.

Since then, Wen Chuyu disappeared from everyone's sight and has not appeared for two years.

Although some people knew that he was cured, the vast majority of people were still unaware.

Masked girl? Jun Linyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Ji Jiuying thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Ji Fengyan's face suddenly turned gloomy, and the hatred in her eyes seemed to turn into a knife and shoot out.

Bitch bitch bitch, you seductive vixen!

Ji Jiuying sensed something and glanced at it, a fierce look flashing in her eyes.

Ever since Wen Chuyu stepped onto the stage, Ji Rufeng has been staring at him viciously, and he even stopped looking at the fourth princess he loved.

After the fourth princess Jun Luoli came out of the illusion array, her eyes never left the man sitting in the main seat.

Even if the man in the main seat sits there motionless, he can still captivate the girls present and make them linger on.

I don’t know what the face looks like under the mask!

It’s rare to see the National Master, so of course I have to look at him a few more times, otherwise I don’t know when I will see him again.

······

At this time, the battle on the ring has already begun. Wen Chuyu is facing a great spiritual master at the same level as Ji Jiuying.

The other party was holding a spear, but Wen Chuyu did not have any weapon in his hand.

The opponent was a little panicked when he met Wen Chuyu, but when he saw that he had no weapon in his hand, he suddenly felt a little confident.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes, and he rushed forward with his spear tightly grasped.

Wen Chuyu condensed his spiritual power and turned it into a sword. The sword light was like a rainbow and the sword intent was like the sea, drowning the opponent's consciousness and making the opponent unable to resist.

"Wen Chuyu actually comprehended the sword intent!"

"He is indeed a rare genius. It seems that Wen Chuyu is going to return to the top this time."

Everyone was praising Wen Chuyu endlessly, but these words sounded so harsh to Ji Rufeng's ears.

Back to the top? Haha~ We have to ask him if he agrees.

The opponent was knocked away, but he did not admit defeat.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, the wounds on his body continued to bleed, but he did not retreat or give in, and attacked again, each move was filled with a firm and unyielding will.

Wen Chuyu was a little impressed by him, but in the end, he was beaten so badly with just a few moves that he couldn't get up.

"You are very good! Thank you for letting me!"

"Number nine Wen Chuyu wins!" The referee's voice sounded again.

"Brother is so awesome!" Wen Longting said.

"Chu Yu has become even more powerful." Fatty Zhen said enviously.

No. 11 Wen Longting is facing Situ Qianqian. What a narrow road the enemy meets. Wen Longting has not forgotten her rude words to her elder sister.

He used all his strength in every move, and the people from the Situ family were very angry but they couldn't interfere with the game.

On the ring, before Situ Qianqian could get up, Wen Longting punched her again.

“I’ll let you bully my sister. I’ll let you bully my sister.”

With a scream, Situ Qianqian was once again knocked away by Wen Longting. However, Wen Longting's hands were never idle, and she hit Situ Qianqian with one move after another.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like