The little dragon learned to speak as an adult, which was really unbearable, and the audience immediately woke up from the shock, and then let out bursts of laughter, which made the little girl cry even more.

"Pretend!" Xiaolong had suffered a loss, how could he still eat hers, which made him pinch the little girl's throat harder.

The little girl was in pain, and immediately stopped crying, and her face immediately turned red.

"We lost this game!" Liu Meiniang rushed directly to the stage, pulled Xiaolong's hand, and scolded angrily: "Uneducated child!"

Seeing this, Lin Yiran couldn't help but be furious, cast a shapeshift, came to Xiaolong's side, grabbed Liu Meiniang's hand that was holding Xiaolong tightly, and then pushed it away with force, and said coldly: "I didn't expect the dignified Divine Sword Gate to use such despicable means in order to win." And a dignified person in charge, and he spews blood!"

After the muscles on Liu Meiniang's face twitched for a while, she was speechless, and she didn't know how to refute Lin Yiran, so she had to say angrily: "What's the big deal, you Tianjimen can win this game, and you will be optimistic about how your Tianjimen will lose face later!"

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, but if you still dare to hurt our Tianjimen people, don't blame me for being polite!" Lin Yiran found that Xiaolong's hand was pinched red by Liu Meiniang's hand, and he was angry, if it weren't for so many people watching here, then he would definitely have to teach Liu Meiniang a good lesson!

After saying that, he took Xiaolong back to the stage.

"Xiaolong, are you okay?" Lin Yiran looked at Xiaolong's indifferent expression, knowing that he must be fine, but still asked with concern.

"Father, I'm fine, it's just that these people from the Divine Sword Sect are too despicable and shameless!" Xiaolong rubbed his pinched red arm and said dissatisfiedly.

"Another day, Father will teach you a lesson about that shrew. Lin Yiran smiled and touched Xiaolong's head, and just wanted to let the next person play, Lele took the initiative to stand up and ask for the next competition.

"Master, I'll go!"

"Lele, you endure it a little longer, you have to be able to play at a critical moment!" Lin Yiran knew that it would definitely be a good thing to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but among the remaining disciples of the Tianji Gate who had not played, only Lele could defeat any disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.

If he lets Lele play now, there will be no killer weapon to use at critical moments.

Lele listened, his mouth wrinkled, and he seemed a little dissatisfied, but finally nodded.

"Fang Chao, you go on this game, try to win this game. Lin Yiran glanced around at these disciples and found that they all looked full of longing, knowing that they all hoped that he could appear immediately, but he felt that this one was still more suitable for Fang Chao.

Because he knew that Liu Meiniang would definitely send a stronger person to play next, and at this time, he needed a more calm and calm person to play to stabilize the scene, even if he couldn't win, but he couldn't lose too badly, otherwise the morale he made Xiaolong finally get back would definitely fall.

After a long period of contact, Lin Yiran found that although Fang Chao was not very assertive, his personality was the most calm of the seven, so he was naturally the best candidate to participate in this competition.

"Yes, Master!" Fang Chao respectfully hugged Lin Yiran, and then jumped directly into the ring.

For Fang Chao's child, Lin Yiran is still very relieved.

Fang Chao seemed to have always been afraid of causing trouble to others, since he entered the Tianji Gate, he had always made Lin Yiran feel at ease, as long as it was something that others gave him, he would do his best to complete it.

Don't look at Fang Chao's usual lack of opinions, but as long as anyone tells him what to do, he will use his own methods to solve it, so Lin Yiran doesn't need to explain anything to him at all.

At the same time, a dark-skinned boy from the Excalibur Gate in a white robe also appeared in the ring. However, Lin Yiran found that the spiritual realm of this dark-skinned young man was only in the middle of the Yao realm, and it seemed that Liu Meiniang did not send one as he thought

"Under the black edge, give me a lot of advice!" The dark-skinned young man hugged his fist at Fang Chao, which was quite polite.

"Fang Chao, please advise!" Fang Chao gave the other party a salute in return.

"Make a move, don't worry, I won't be as shameless as my junior sister!" said the dark-skinned boy, glancing disdainfully at the girl who had fought with Xiaolong before.

"Let's make a move, don't be pretending to be there. Fang Chao snorted coldly and took the lead in making a move towards Hei Feng.

At the beginning, the two naturally did not use their full strength, and they were inseparable for a while.

However, they soon gradually increased their efforts, but because the strength of the two was almost the same, they still couldn't tell a winner.

This scene made everyone present tremble, because they had already discovered that the true strength of these disciples of Tianji Sect seemed to be much stronger than on the surface.

They speculated there one after another, what method did Tianjimen use to improve the true strength of these disciples so much.

When Lan Caidie first came on the field, they thought at first that the disciples of Tianji Sect had taken some kind of pill, or used some secret method to temporarily increase their strength, so that their strength had been improved so much. But after seeing that Lan Caidie and Nan Fei could fight for so long, without being attacked by pills or secret methods, they understood that Tianji Gate did not use any secret methods or pills to improve the strength of their disciples.

In this way, they began to have a little interest in the Tianji Gate, and many of them who originally supported the Divine Sword Gate actually turned to support the Tianji Gate and began to cheer loudly for the Tianji Gate.

"How the hell do these guys do it?!" After Liu Meiniang found out about this situation, her fists were clenched tightly, and her face, which was still quite a bit of a posture, was distorted like a bitter melon, making people have no desire to continue watching.

The black front in the ring was the most impacted, as Fang Chao's opponent, he originally thought that he would be able to defeat the opponent in only twenty rounds at most, but now that twenty rounds have passed, he has not even taken advantage of it.

Hei Feng wanted to sacrifice his long sword and then cast the Divine Sword Technique, but he had been stuck to death by Fang Chao and had no chance to use it at all. Whenever he wanted to have a hard fight with Fang Chao in order to get the opportunity to use the Divine Sword Technique, Fang Chao would dodge it and not fight him.

"Fang Chao, do you dare to decide the outcome with me in one move?!" After a long stalemate, Hei Feng couldn't hold back any longer.