"The winner is Fang Xiangyue!" the referee's voice came, bringing the duel to an end.
Sima Shuyin was quickly carried down by the people of the Sima family. Passing by everyone in the field, the miserable appearance caused another round of discussion.
"It's simply inhumane!"
"No, I always think it's too mysterious. How on earth did the scourge manage to break the magic weapon with his bare hands?"
"What can I do? It's probably because her ferocity frightened the magic weapon to the point where it stopped working."
"Hahahaha, that makes sense, but no matter how powerful she is, she can't defeat her so easily, right?"
"Maybe it's because the cruelty of this evil has increased. Look at the fighting style. How can anyone hit someone like this? It's a naked humiliation!"
"..."
At the same time, Fang Xiangyue also gained a unique skill that was spread by word of mouth: violent spiral throwing!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Yin!" Looking at Sima Shuyin's miserable appearance, some of the male members of the Sima family couldn't help crying.
"What's wrong?" At this time, Sima Yushuang arrived just in time to finish what he was doing. He glanced at Sima Shuyin and immediately frowned in disgust, "Who is this? How did he get beaten up like this?"
"Pfft..."
The people sitting next to me couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
Hearing this, the juniors of the Sima family were stunned for a moment, and then replied with sobs, "Family... Patriarch, this is Sister Yin!"
"Yin...you said this is Yin'er?!" Sima Yushuang was stunned at first, and then shouted with excitement, "Who, who hurt my son!"
"It was the scourge Fang Xiangyue who did it. His methods were too cruel!"
"Fang Xiangyue!"
Upon hearing this, Sima Yushuang glared at Fang Xiangyue who was about to walk off the ring, and was caught off guard by an attack.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, "If you dare to hurt my son, you will die!"
He shot without any warning and was locked by the terrifying energy, making it impossible to escape.
"careful!"
Seeing this, Fang Ange dragged Fang Xiangyue behind him without hesitation, preparing to block the attack for her.
"Sister..."
Fang Xiangyue was stunned. This move really shocked her.
"Bang..."
Fortunately, Sima Yushuang's attack was neutralized just in the middle of the attack, and the aftermath also fell on her, causing her to stumble back several steps.
"Fang Xiangyue is already a disciple of my Xingyu Palace. The head of the Sima family, if he attacks me in front of my old lady, doesn't he take my Xingyu Palace into his eyes?"
The eldest elder raised his eyes, his tone was gentle, but his eyes were fierce and unruffled.
The moment Fang Xiangyue defeated Sima Shuyin, he was included in the quota of fourteen sect disciples.
If a disciple is bullied under her nose, will she still have this old face?
"Elder Hu, I lost my sense just now." Sima Yu and Sima Yu were just angry for a moment, and now they have regained their senses, but they still said angrily, "But this is just a selection, and the agreed-upon point will be fulfilled. She
Fang Xiangyue's attack was so heavy..."
"Swords have no eyes, and it's normal to occasionally fail to control the strength in a martial arts competition. Besides, since Sima Shuyin is not as skilled as others, she should just admit defeat as soon as possible. Who can blame her if she fights on her own?"
Before Sima Yushuang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Elder Hu, "Besides, isn't she dead? Just raise her and she'll be fine."
Sima Yushuang: "..."
What does it mean to just raise it and it will be fine?
Emotions are not about your daughter being beaten beyond recognition and her back hurting when she stands talking, right?
