The next morning, Lu Xiao took Meng Zirou and others to the competition venue early. Today's competition was much more exciting than yesterday. I don't know how many times more exciting it was. Every game was an elite duel. And for their own status and dignity.
, both the challenger and the challenged will fight with their lives, so the battle will be more cruel.?
As the champion of yesterday's competition, Meng Zirou was the first to leap onto the competition field.
——"I want to challenge Han Ji."
His voice was not loud, but his words shocked everyone. Not to mention how powerful the challenger was, he did not even mention the official position of the Third Protector, but called him by his first name, and his tone was full of disdain. Meng Zirou's actions were indeed
Arrogant enough.
In such a situation, Han Ji was not surprised at all. She stood up slowly, and an ice bridge appeared out of thin air between the pumice stone and the main stand. She walked up slowly with a gentle step. After a long time, she slowly walked onto the ring and covered her mouth with a smile.
: "Sister Zirou, you really want to challenge me! Don't cry if you lose!"
Without any words, Meng Zirou clasped his fists slightly, and immediately pulled out the red sword, pointing the cold sword blade directly at Han Ji.
Han Ji also put away her charming smile, and two ice and snow blades appeared out of thin air, flashing with cold light, and clenched them tightly in her hands. With a sharp shout, one of the ice and snow blades shot straight towards Meng Zirou's vitals, and herself
He then grasped the other one and followed closely, launching a fierce attack.
With a disdainful snort, Meng Zirou jumped into the air, and the red sword gracefully drew an arc, knocking away the ice and snow blades in the air. Without any pause in her body, she thrust out a sword in the air, directly towards Han Ji's throat.
Stopping her forward motion, Han Ji swung the ice and snow blade with her right hand, hitting Chi Lian Jian hard, making an ethereal collision sound, and struck Meng Zirou with her left hand with a black ice divine palm, which was swooping down.
He waved his left hand to catch the palm, and the icy coldness instantly eroded his entire arm. Meng Zirou used the force to turn his body backwards and landed steadily on the fighting field. Using his spiritual power, his entire left hand instantly warmed up.
Han Ji could only take two steps back, and the burning pain came from her palm, which made her dare not be distracted anymore. Without any more words, two figures, one red and one white, quickly fought together.
The surrounding demons, big and small, immediately closed their mouths and stared at the martial arts arena with wide eyes. This was a once-in-a-lifetime scene. The competition between two beauties in the demon world was much more beautiful than the fight between those weird guys.
The wild boar spirit in the front row of the beast tribe was drooling from its fangs, staring at the two people in the fierce battle with lust, and couldn't help but sigh: "If I can practice double cultivation with these two bitches, it would be worth dying a hundred times."
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"Pull him down, I don't even care about your virtue. Do you want to become a double cultivator with them? Do you plan to become frozen pork or roasted pig legs?" The jackal Golden Retriever sitting next to him poured cold water on him unceremoniously.
Fangs made a careless hey, and continued to look at the two people in the competition with saliva, and couldn't help but reach down with his hands------
——"What are you doing? In public"
——"You know, if you miss it, where can you find such an opportunity?"
A fireball suddenly hit Fangya's pants, making him dance and scream in fright. The golden retriever next to him also hurriedly helped put out the fire.
Meng Zirou snorted coldly. She was obviously the instigator, but her men did not stop at all and continued to fight Han Ji fiercely.
As the competition intensified, Meng Zirou's spiritual power was exerted more and more powerfully. Her whole body was wrapped in purple light, and fierce attacks continued. Even Chi Lianjian felt the master's vigorous energy and buzzed excitedly.
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On the other hand, Han Ji seemed to be in a state of defeat. She was controlled by others, barely defending, and rarely launched any counterattacks.
Lu Xiao watched from a distance and couldn't help but frown. With Han Ji's cultivation, she shouldn't be defeated so easily. Is there some trick?
Without allowing him to think too much, Han Ji suddenly revealed a flaw. Meng Zirou immediately stepped forward and kicked her hard on the shoulder. Han Ji flew backwards for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.
"No fight, no fight, sister Zirou, why did you strike so hard? Why don't you admit defeat?" Han Ji sat on the ground, covering the shoulder that was attacked, yelling like a baby, looking at her face with resentment.
By Meng Zirou.
Giving her a cold glance, Meng Zirou said nothing, turned around and looked at the main stand with a smile.
Lu Xiao just wanted to wave to her, but his expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but stand up. Two ice and snow blades shot towards Meng Zirou like light and shadow, and it was too late to take action.
Feeling the murderous aura coming from behind, Meng Zirou had no time to turn around and threw herself forward, barely escaping the fatal blow.
Even so, the biting coldness still passed through her skin. Although she was not injured, it still made Meng Zirou break into a cold sweat.
Standing up straight, before Meng Zirou could speak, all the demons burst into laughter, mixed with obscene words and sharp whistles.
As the breeze blew by, Meng Zirou was surprised to feel a chill on her back, only to find that her clothes had been torn by ice and snow blades, and a large piece of her snow-white back was exposed. Against the backdrop of the red dress, she looked particularly fragrant and attractive.
Meng Zirou pulled out the hairpin in shame and let her long, thick black hair fall down smoothly, blocking the infinite spring light behind her. Her purple eyes stared angrily at Han Ji, who had a proud look on her face.
——"Han Ji, you are so despicable. You have already given up, why do you still hurt others behind their backs?"
——"Who said I gave up? I was just saying casually. In the competition field, you can only admit defeat when you kneel down and beg for mercy. Don't tell me you don't even understand this rule!"
Looking back carefully, Xingyun did kneel down on one knee when he admitted defeat. He could only blame himself for being careless and falling into Han Ji's trap. Meng Zirou stood there angrily, not daring to move at will, lest the spring light behind her appear again.
vent.
However, Han Ji approached step by step, still saying provocatively: "Sister Zirou, should you continue to compete, or should you kneel down and admit defeat? What's wrong with just standing there? ------"
In the audience, Fangya also smiled unscrupulously and yelled: "You little sluts, why are you pretending to be a chaste and fierce woman? You have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. I don't know how many people you have practiced dual cultivation with, and you are still afraid of others."
Look, if you do it, my crotch is not warm yet! Haha------"
The unpleasant words caused everyone to burst into laughter. Meng Zirou stood awkwardly on the martial arts field, at a loss.
In the audience, Lu Xiao's face suddenly lost all expression, and his wooden eyes were staring at the fangs.
Xianyu screamed in her heart, she knew that Lu Xiao was really angry. Although Lu Xiao usually looked cynical, but when he really lost his temper, it was not something that ordinary people could bear.
No man can bear it, let alone Lu Xiao, when his beloved woman is humiliated in public like this.
The black cloak flew up from Lu Xiao's shoulders, floated straight to Meng Zirou, and was draped steadily on her body.
At the same time, a handsome face suddenly appeared in front of Fang, with a strange smile, and his slender fingers gently slid across his neck, and disappeared in an instant. The whole process only took an instant, and even the laughing golden retriever was stunned.
He didn't notice it until Tusk's head suddenly fell to the ground and a large amount of black blood spurted out from his neck, and everyone around him screamed and fled.
"The Great Protector is so fast!" The Demon Lord sitting in the chief position suddenly spoke. Although his tone was praising, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Smiling indifferently, Lu Xiao still looked calm and composed, half-lying on a chair watching the competition.
Glancing at Lu Xiao gratefully, Meng Zirou turned around, stared at Han Ji coldly, and said coldly: "Since you are seeking death, don't blame me."
As he spoke, traces of purple flames began to burn, with Meng Zirou as the center, and quickly spread to the entire audience.
Han Ji watched all this in horror, and couldn't help but feel regretful in her heart. The bloody scene just now was undoubtedly Lu Xiao's masterpiece. Although it shocked everyone, it also reminded herself not to go too far.
Now Han Ji had no choice but to use her spiritual power to cause sudden rain and snow in the sky in an attempt to extinguish the flames burning towards her.
However, ordinary rain and snow can't extinguish the magic fire. As Meng Zirou approached step by step, the overwhelming heat wave scorched Han Ji. Han Ji, who had no intention of fighting for a long time, used her last bit of courage to wave the ice and snow blade fiercely.
He stabbed Meng Zirou fiercely, but was hit hard by a fireball that spurted out and was knocked into a bloody stone------