Chu Lian frowned and said: "This Wang Hu's ability should not be underestimated. Now he is at the Earth level... Junior Sister Mei'er is really difficult. I have fought against this Wang Hu, and his moves are cold and vicious, not aboveboard at all.
, I’m just afraid that when the perineal moves continue, Leng Mei will be exhausted by deliberately dragging her.”
"But what about the secret technique of Southern Xinjiang that those people just talked about? Do you know, Senior Brother?" This is what Huangfu Yunhui is most worried about. She had heard of this before when she was at Huangfu's house.
The secret arts of Southern Xinjiang are mysterious and powerful. But for a while, she couldn't explain why.
Chu Lian shook her head, her eyes full of worry: "I don't know about this, Wang Hu has never shown his secret skills in front of everyone... Now it just depends on luck. If Junior Sister Mei'er can seize the opportunity,
There will still be a glimmer of hope."
After hearing Chu Lian's words, Long Lianye's handsome face sank: "This Wang Hu had better not play any tricks, otherwise I will never let him go!"
"Let's all calm down, Junior Sister Mei'er should be measured. She is not the kind of person who insists. Besides, if something really happens, I will naturally help her..." Chu Lian's words made them stunned for a moment.
They all quieted down.
Everyone was also looking at the stage with concentration and breathlessness. This competition will not be inferior to the competition between the two direct disciples of Blood Demon Island at the beginning.
This is a battle between the eighth level of Xuan level and the first level of Earth level!
And he went above and beyond to meet the challenge.
Previously, Leng Mei had already surpassed one level when she challenged Qian Ao, and now it is directly two levels. You must know that in the Yunhuang Continent, there are almost no illusion practitioners who can fight beyond the level. Women can practice to great achievements due to their own limitations.
There are even fewer of them, let alone being able to fight across levels.
And Wang Hu, a disciple of the inner courtyard, heard the surrounding discussions and did not hide his proud look at all.
Wang Hu folded his hands and said proudly to Leng Mei: "Huangfu Leng Mei, I am already at the Earth level. You are just a small Xuan level at the eighth level. Are you sure you want to fight me? Don't wait until you lose.
You're crying...I, Wang Hu, am not as merciless as that useless guy Qian Ao. If you want to admit defeat now, I can consider letting you go. How about it?"
Leng Mei just raised her eyes and glanced at the ugly Wang Hu coldly: "We can't tell yet who will lose and who will win?"
"Well, look, you are just a disciple from the outer academy. Don't think that a little talent is a big deal. If we get into a fight later and lose in one move, then you won't be able to survive in this Lingshan Academy. Come on.
People still say that I bully you?" Wang Hu sneered, "Looking at how beautiful you are, why don't we stop fighting and you just admit defeat and become my concubine."
His words immediately aroused strong resentment among the disciples below. Lingshan Academy has always regarded itself as an upright school, and would never insult its enemies like this, not to mention its own people.
What happened to this Wang Hu?
How to provoke generals? Leng Mei couldn't help but raise her lips.
If Leng Mei had followed this trick, she would have died countless times.
"This dear friend, do you want to be beaten or not? He looks like a pig with such a fat head and big ears, but he is not a man? He whines like a little girl... It's really annoying!" Leng!
Mei raised her eyes lazily, not paying attention to Wang Hu at all.
