The Evil Emperor Chases His Wife: The Good-for-Nothing Lady Is a Genius

"Thank you, Fugui. I will agree to be with you when you win the first place this time." Ye Yunxia covered her nose with her hand, trying to suppress the discomfort in her body, and spoke softly in a low voice. A shy blush appeared on her beautiful face, as tempting as a ripe apple.

However, deep in her heart, Ye Yunxia secretly thought: "Humph! As for winning the game and being with him, it was just a casual way to coax him.

When the time is right, I can just find an excuse to shirk it. "Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a subtle and cunning smile. Before leaving, Ye Yunxia once again worriedly told Chen Fugui.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the stage was extremely tense, like a taut string that could break at any time. Everyone's eyes were focused on the two people who were fighting fiercely on the stage - Zhou Qingfeng and Chen Fugui.

Obviously, the difference in strength between them was too great. Chen Fugui completely gained the upper hand and beat Zhou Qingfeng without any chance to fight back. At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng's body, even his face, was not intact. His face was bruised and swollen, and it was horrible to look at.

The audience in the audience was even more nervous, cheering for Zhou Qingfeng at the top of their lungs, hoping that he could fight back. The whole scene was very lively, with a lot of people, and a tense and exciting atmosphere filled the air.

"Hurry up, stand up and fight back." The people in the audience shouted anxiously as they watched Zhou Qingfeng being beaten on the stage.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng had been bleeding from the nose due to Chen Fugui's punch, and Chen Fugui's hands were sore and shaking from the punch.

"Don't hold on, just admit defeat." Chen Fugui had already been frightened by Zhou Qingfeng's behavior. He really couldn't bear to hit him anymore, but he was afraid that Ye Yunxia would think he didn't hit him enough, so he could only beat Zhou Qingfeng while giving him good advice.

"Give up? Impossible, haha~" Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, swollen from being beaten, narrowed into slits and he laughed bloodthirstyly.

He slowly got up from the ground, looking at Jiang Xue's convenience with a smile on his face. His whole face hurt when he smiled, and it turned black, red and purple, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Qingfeng endured the pain and spat out the blood in his mouth. No matter what, he couldn't be beaten down by others in front of the person he loved.

Jiang Xue raised her head and stared at the sky above the competition stage. At this moment, above the man who had been beaten terribly and beyond recognition, a cloud as dark as ink was quietly gathering above his head.

From time to time, visible flashes of lightning appeared in the black cloud, as if it was silently accumulating strength, waiting to explode at some critical moment.

"He is about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage." Jiang Xue smiled slightly and whispered softly.

She thought to herself, "It seems that this person who has been beaten has finally got the opportunity to counterattack." Jiang Xue stood quietly aside and muttered in a low voice.

"Axue, he is really tough. He has suffered such a serious injury, but he still insists on overcoming the tribulation. I really don't know if he can do it..." Senior Sister Yuxiang said with a worried look on her face.

"There are indeed some problems, but now he is in the competition. Whether he can successfully overcome this ordeal depends entirely on his own willpower." Jiang Xue responded seriously.

At this moment, the first purple thunderbolt as thick as a bucket fell down and struck Zhou Qingfeng fiercely. In an instant, lightning flashed everywhere, and the entire competition stage was illuminated in a pale white.

Jiang Xue stared at the scene in front of him, muttering to himself: "If he can survive this disaster, he may be able to fight back; but if he fails, I am afraid he will remain on this stage forever..."

"Ah..." Zhou Qingfeng used his spiritual power to resist hard, but the protective barrier he set up was still shattered by the thunder.

“Roar....” Suddenly a thunderbird appeared beside him. The dark red bird flapped its wings to block the second thunder for the man.

"You are not allowed to summon your natal beast in the competition trial field. He has violated the rules." Yuxiang said with some regret as she looked at Zhou Qingfeng who was seriously injured on the stage.

"That can't be said. He summoned his spirit pet not to resist the opponent's attack, but to resist the heavenly thunder. This doesn't count." Jiang Xue said without comment.

"That's what they say, but the academy manual doesn't clearly state what to do if one suddenly advances during a competition." Senior Sister Yuxiang said after thinking about the manual she had read.

"So, people are alive, and rules are meant to be broken." Jiang Xue said after looking at the third thunderbolt that the Thunderbird Beast took.

At this moment, the teacher on the stage and the elders scoring in the trial field were also attracted by this battle. As for summoning monsters to block the thunder, no one cared. They all looked up at the purple thunder rolling in the sky.

After the thunder fell, the thunderbird beast also disappeared on the stage. After Zhou Qingfeng took back his pet, he felt the tremendous spiritual power surging in his body. He now wanted to test his strength after the promotion.

When Zhou Qingfeng's spiritual energy suddenly opened up, he could only barely open his eyes a crack, staring at the burly figure standing on the stage. The spiritual power in his hands was rapidly condensing, and the huge spiritual power attacked the direction where Chen Fugui was.

Zhou Qingfeng's spiritual power was strong, and when he attacked Chen Fugui at an extremely fast speed, he quickly dodged to the side. However, he was still shaken back a few steps by the aftermath.

Zhou Qingfeng saw this and raised a smug smile. He steadied himself and approached Chen Fugui step by step.

The audience held their breath and watched this fierce confrontation nervously.

Zhou Qingfeng just waved his hands, and a sharp sword energy went straight towards Chen Fugui.

Chen Fugui's eyes widened, and he tried his best to block the attack. However, he found that his strength was not enough to compete with Zhou Qingfeng.

Chen Fugui was acutely aware of Zhou Qingfeng's hostility, and his body reacted subconsciously, and he quickly dodged to the side. Even so, he was still shaken back several steps by the powerful aftermath.

"Not good. I consumed too much spiritual energy when I beat Zhou Qingfeng before. Now the spiritual energy in my body is depleted." When Chen Fugui wanted to condense his spiritual energy to fight back, he found that the spiritual energy in his body was thin, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

When Zhou Qingfeng saw this scene, he forced a smug smile through his cracked lips. Although he gasped for breath due to the pain on his face, his eyes revealed indifference and disdain, as if he was mocking Chen Fugui's embarrassment at the moment of exhaustion of his spiritual power.

Chen Fugui steadied himself, a trace of astonishment and anger flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, unwilling to lose because of the lack of spiritual power in his body.