"If you don't want your face to blossom soon, it's best not to fight with me. I haven't had enough of it just now." Ling Chuxi said with a calm face, but her tone was full of danger.
Lan Xinyu stopped immediately. The fifth princess glanced at Lan Xinyu sympathetically, and then patted Lan Xinyu's shoulder sympathetically. They were both fallen people from the end of the world... These two weak girls faced Ling.
A "bully" like Chu Xi can only submit in "humiliation".
Next, Ling Chuxi and others checked the information of their opponents in the next round.
Zhang Dongzhi, this is Ling Chuxi’s opponent in the next round.
If I remember correctly, he was second only to Bailihan in the Fengyan Club ranking list. It is said that he has reached the ninth level of fighting spirit and is only one level away from reaching the Great Perfection.
realm.
Such strength was really a formidable opponent in the past, but now Ling Chuxi doesn't take it to heart at all. The gap between the ninth level of fighting spirit and the Great Perfection is not as simple as the eighth level and the ninth level, but
It is the thin line between life and death for the Heavenly Thunder Tempered Body.
"Tsk, tsk, you're in second place." After Ling Chuxi saw her opponent's information clearly, her eyes lit up and she walked out quickly.
"Master, where are you going?" the fifth princess asked.
"Place a bet. No one will think that I have the strength to defeat him now. Many people must have placed bets on him. I have to make more money quickly before my strength is exposed." Ling Chuxi said in a low voice.
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"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" The fifth princess slapped her head and hurriedly chased after her.
Several people behind them looked at their backs helplessly and followed them.
After placing the bets, it was already getting late. After dinner, they returned to their residence and had a good rest for tomorrow's game.
At this time, E Shulan was looking at the battle lottery table in his hand in trance.
"Bailihan, it's Bailihan." Recalling Bailihan's hostile eyes and cold voice, E Shulan felt inexplicably uneasy. That was Bailihan who was listed as the favorite to win the championship by Fengyan Club.
Han, it is said that Baili Han, who has been tempered by the sky thunder, how could she still be calm?
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. My identity is God's servant. I guess he won't dare to be too presumptuous." After a long time, E Shulan put away the lottery form and thought to herself to comfort herself.
It's just that some things in this world may not be as satisfactory as she imagined. The status of a servant girl of God is extremely noble and sacred to some people, but to some people, it is worthless at all.
The stadium is already crowded with people. After watching yesterday's game, today's audience is even more enthusiastic.
In this round of competition, Ling Chuxi was the first one. When the time came, she stepped onto the ring.
Soon, a burly young man also walked up.
Ling Chuxi glanced at him and was shocked. Oh my god, there is someone in the world who can look so weird.
A huge snub nose occupies nearly one-third of the face, with the nostrils arrogantly looking up to the sky, and a big mouth takes up another third of the face. You can imagine how much space is left for the eyes.
How much more could there be? His skin is quite white, so white that it almost catches up with the wall that was just painted, but his facial features combined with his extremely pale skin color make it look even more eye-catching. And his hair is not that beautiful either.
It had been a long time since I had washed them, and they were all sticky and wrapped together in strands. They were just draped on the back like that.
Such a face that is so shocking that ghosts and gods can no longer be described as ugly. It is a blasphemy against the word ugly.