When Chu Yue took the black iron inner armor, everyone didn't know why.
Tu Weiwei clutched the blood-killing knife full of murderous energy, like a victor, with a triumphant smile on her cheeks.
The other disciples only felt that the fighting in Yuanshi Hall was thrilling, but it was time for the dust to settle.
Tu Weiwei's attack was even more brutal and cruel, with no emotion at all. Ye Chuyue was no match at all!
Yan Nanji swung the hammer and was about to move forward, her eyes burning with anger: "Tu Weiwei beat the junior sister to death, who will settle the gambling table money for me?"
Tu Weiwei tried to kill her junior sister, but she also harmed his wealth. Yan Nanji couldn't bear it.
Hua Yuehen stopped Yan Nanji and stared at the dark and heavy object that Chu Yue slowly took out.
"What is that?" Yan Nanji blinked her eyes, thinking it was something vulgar.
"Xuanwu Black Iron!" Hua Yuehen said.
Chu Yue easily took out the inner armor and threw it on the ground. There were two pieces in total!
Not only that, the thighs and calves also seem to be wrapped with two circles of inner armor.
After throwing them all on the ground, Chu Yue felt much more relaxed as if a thousand kilograms of burden had been lifted.
"Underwear made of Xuanwu black iron..."
"Can this thing be made into clothes?"
Yan Nanji felt that her world view had collapsed.
There were also blacksmiths who had been in the military all year round. They wanted to forge armor from black basalt iron for soldiers who fought in the south and north. However, this thing was not strong enough, but it was also very bulky, and the black power of martial arts could not cushion the weight.
Even a hard-blooded soldier can't stand it.
Therefore, when the inner armor hit the ground, except for Yan Nanji's voice, there was almost dead silence!
The smile on Tu Weiwei's face had frozen, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.
Han Liuyun and his ilk also found it unbelievable, let alone the ignorant disciples in the hall.
In the Yuanshi Hall, there was complete silence.
Yan Nanji took a breath of air and murmured like a dumbfounded chicken: "When we fought against Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun just now, my junior sister was always wearing this stuff?"
"wrong!"
Hua Yuehen's eyes were as gentle as the bright moon as he stared at her, "Not just now, but every moment!"
Everyone in the room was shocked, gasping one after another, looking in disbelief at the girl standing proudly in the Yuanshi Hall, and the extremely flamboyant red dress.
Next to Chu Yue, Leng Qingshuang looked down at her inner armor, her brows furrowed and her eyes slightly red.
She was once again shocked by her junior sister.
How could there be such a crazy person in the world?
Who is qualified to criticize a person who has never stopped on the road of martial arts?
If Leng Qingshuang was just about to make a move before, it was probably because the cabinet was refining medicine, and Chu Yue blocked her machete.
This time, she admired and surrendered from the inside out, and she firmly believed that in the near future, we would have the same wind!
The blood in Leng Qingshuang's body gradually boiled, and her eyes were hot.
After a period of silence in the Yuanshi Palace, a shower of discussion broke out:
"Oh my god, how could my junior sister be so cruel to me? This is so terrifying. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed the theory of inner armor!"
"A crushing victory in a cross-section battle is already a perverted move, but what is even more perverted is that during the cross-section challenge, he is still wearing inner armor made of Xuanwu black iron."
"The word pervert is no longer enough to describe how amazing my little junior sister is."
"Junior sister is really a role model for our generation."
"..."
Tu Weiwei heard the words coming with the wind, and a bloody storm stirred up in her eyes.
When she raised her eyes again, her murderous intent was even greater!
"interesting......"
It would be more fun to kill such an interesting person!
She smiled solemnly, and her brown pupils shrank into vertical lines like a civet cat again.