Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

The female guard's face immediately turned ugly, "You are the saint of our Yi tribe, and the protector of our Yi tribe. Anyone who dares to block your way back is an enemy of our Yi tribe.

You come with us now, and as for the Duke of Li's Mansion, I will send someone to protect them."

After the female nurse finished speaking, she winked at the two attendants beside her.

"Saint, please come back with us!" The two men stepped forward and were about to take the person away.

Xie Jinglan dodged and stepped back, and at the same time a machine gun appeared in her hand. She pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu..."

A burst of bullets was fired.

However, these people seemed to know how powerful this thing was. The moment she took out the machine gun, the figures of the three people flashed and disappeared.

[You ran pretty fast. You just made yourself sound so awesome, but it turns out you're afraid of death!] Xiao Jinzi complained in his space.

Seeing that they actually started fighting, all the people who stopped to watch were scared away.

Xie Jinglan paid attention to her surroundings and walked back when she didn't sense the presence of the three people.

She drove away the Yi people today, and let those with bad intentions know that if they want to touch her, they will have to see if they have the ability to do so!

She didn't want to show off so quickly, but these people didn't give her any chance to survive.

After dinner, Xie Jinglan asked the two maids to go downstairs to rest, and she closed the door and went into the space.

Nothing happened all night.

The next morning, Xiao Jinzi told her that there were more people outside watching Shunfeng Inn last night than the night before.

"As long as they don't attack us, we don't need to worry about them." Xie Jinglan said lightly.

Four days passed, and the three people from the Yi tribe did not come to her again, and the other people who were eyeing her covetously did not attack her either.

The competition has reached its fifth day.

Yesterday, the rankings of hundreds of participants in the martial arts competition were released.

Next, the top 20 contestants of the new session will challenge the top 20 contestants of the previous session.

If anyone still refuses to admit defeat, they can come up and challenge again.

If the new 20th-placed person loses, his ranking will be reduced to 21st, and the rankings of the following people will also be reduced.

Of course! If the person behind the 21st place is dissatisfied, they can also challenge the defeated person.

If the previous contestant loses, his or her place will be taken by that contestant. The winner will then challenge the person with the higher ranking.

"The competition begins!" With a command from the Great Elder, the person who ranked 20th in the previous session flew onto the fighting stage to fight against the person who ranked 20th in the new session.

If you can defeat your opponent, then challenge the person ranked 19th.

The top twenty from the previous session were: Xuanji Sect, Tianlong Sect, Fengluo Sect, Yuyong State Zongzheng Family, Xie Family (ranked fifth), Nanyang State Royal Family...

The royal family of Yuyong Kingdom only ranked sixteenth.

After more than two quarters of an hour, the winner was decided. The person from the previous session lost and lost the 20th ranking.

The winner will go on to challenge the 19th place.

No matter whether it is from the previous session or this session, those who can rank 20th are naturally not ordinary people, and the competition time is also long.

Beitang Hong represented the Yuyong Kingdom in the martial arts competition, but was disqualified for violating regulations, so a prince of the royal family took his place.

This prince was personally selected by Emperor Kunming as a candidate. His strength was naturally not weak, but he was still inferior to Beitang Hong, and finally ranked 18th.

The competition came to the afternoon. The new class maintained the sixth place and will challenge the sixth place from the previous class. If they win again, they will continue to challenge people with higher rankings than themselves.

A red figure flew onto the fighting stage. It was Sikong Xiao.

"Shua!" He opened the iron fan in his hand and shook it gently. He looked at the person opposite him and said lightly: "Yes, this prince is here to fight you!"

But the person opposite seemed a little bit arrogant, looking at the young man in front of him with arrogance.

Because the person who came to participate in the martial arts competition from Nanyang Kingdom last time was not Sikong Xiao.

"Third Prince, I'm sorry." After the man said this, he launched the first attack.

Sikong Xiao spun around to avoid it and swung the fan in his hand.

The man's face turned stern and he quickly leaned back.

The fan just brushed past his face, cutting off a strand of his hair.

The man did a backflip, trying to distance himself from Sikong Xiao.

But Sikong Xiao's lightness skill was very good. He caught the fan and pressed forward again.

This move was so brilliant that it drew cheers from the audience.

Xie Jinglan and Beitang Yuan were sitting on the stage watching and were also amazed at Sikong Xiao's lightness skills.

It can be seen that Sikong Xiao's martial arts is better than this person.

In this game, Sikong Xiao has a greater chance of winning.

If Sikong Xiao wins and continues to challenge the fifth place in the new session, and wins again, then Xie Jinglan will compete with him.

"Master, this Sikong Xiao is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he's already reached the second stage of foundation building. He's much stronger than Beitang Hong." Xiao Jinzi said.

Sure enough, after more than a quarter of an hour, the man gradually lost the upper hand and was finally kicked off the fighting stage by Sikong Xiao.

Sikong Xiao won and continued to challenge the fifth place in the new session, a man who was nearly 30 years old.

The two men bowed to each other and started fighting without any unnecessary words.

This match was even more exciting. Xie Jinglan also sat up straight, staring at Sikong Xiao. If nothing unexpected happened, the next match would be between her and Sikong Xiao.

The two men fought faster and faster, and in the end, only two vague figures, one red and one black, were seen, as well as the sound of power colliding.

The audience below the stage cheered continuously.

"boom--"

A black shadow flew straight out of the fighting arena and was about to crash to the ground.

If you were to fall to the ground, you would definitely be seriously injured.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed over and swung out a long whip, wrapping around the man's body.

The man used the force of the whip to control his body strength. After falling to the ground, although he staggered a few steps, it was much better than being smashed to the ground.

This move was so beautiful that the audience cheered again.

"it is good!"

The man stood up and looked at the stage, very surprised.

Unexpectedly, it was Xie Jinglan who helped him.

"Thank you very much for your help, Miss." The man bowed to her in gratitude.

Xie Jinglan nodded slightly, "Well, you lose."

"I understand." said the man.

Sikong Xiao was stronger than him, so he accepted his defeat with conviction.

"Ms. Xie, it's an honor to be your opponent." Sikong Xiao was still waving the fan gently.

Xie Jinglan turned around and saw him looking at her with a smile on his lips.

After fighting two rounds in a row, his hair and clothes were still neat and tidy, and it seemed that he did not use his full strength.

"Well, I hope you can beat me and advance to fifth place, or even higher."

Sikong Xiao was stunned for a moment. This woman always spoke and acted in ways that were unexpected.

"Thank you, Miss, for being so modest. If this prince cannot defeat you, please show mercy."

"No problem." Xie Jinglan tied the long whip to her waist and drew the sword in her hand.

Sikong Xiao looked at her, there was still no fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The move she showed just now definitely did not show that she was a person without spiritual power.

Even he couldn't see her level of cultivation. It could be said that this woman was unfathomable.

While he was stunned, the tip of Xie Jinglan's sword was already approaching his face, carrying with it a fierce gust of wind.

He leaned to the left and used his fan to block her sword.

"Qiang!"

The strength of the two seemed to be about the same.