Tang Wenjing hunched her waist, her golden eyes were cold, and the beast shadow behind her stared coldly at the opposite side with her, "Roar!", the beast shadow snorted a little impatiently, as if urging.

This is it. Tang Wenjing exerted his strength under his feet, his body suddenly unfolded, and pounced on Jun Huai'an like an arrow off the string, his ten fingers slightly bent, like a beast's claws to tear the prey apart.

The beast shadow behind her jumped out with her movements, and rushed towards the puppeteer with an unstoppable momentum.

"Roar!", Tang Wenjing roared in a low voice, and the competition platform behind her suddenly shook, accompanied by a "rumbling" sound, slowly cracking a gap.

"So, what is that?!", something hidden underneath was fully revealed, and someone couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw three black thorns the thickness of an adult's arm emerging from the crack, all covered with long spikes, and the thorns twisted and twisted together quickly, like a whip, and like a thick tail.

"Smack!", the thorn tail slammed towards Jun Huai'an, the force was so strong that it even produced a sound of breaking the air, and at the same time, the beast shadow also stopped suddenly, twisted around, and pumped its long tail towards the puppeteer.

"Bang!", the blade collided with the beast's tail, and the huge impact force made the two take a step back together, and the puppeteer smiled weirdly, and the shadow of the knife shattered all of a sudden, turning into a little spiritual light and disappearing.

The beast tail had no resistance, and pulled it down again, but suddenly there was a flute sound, and the beast tail actually stopped for a moment, and there was a moment of confusion in the beast shadow's eyes.

The puppet man smiled more and more weirdly, the flute was still on his lips, it pulled out the knife shadow again, raised his hand, the long knife flew towards the beast's head, and the dazzling fire snake wrapped around the blade, for a while, the knife shadow was like a meteor cutting through the sky, and the sun above the head seemed to be a lot dimmer.

"Roar!", as soon as the flute stopped, the beast shadow woke up, and in the face of the long knife that broke through the air, a trace of humanized panic flashed in its eyes, and it rolled on the spot without hesitation, but it was still burned to the tail by the flames on the knife, and it couldn't help but howl in pain.

Its eyes were red, and it pulled its long knife away with a fierce blow, and once again pounced, fighting the puppeteers......

"Smack!", the thorn tail was pumped fiercely on the competition platform, and small cracks appeared in the place where it was drawn, Jun Huai was like a ghost, shuttling in the afterimage of the thorn tail, "four feet and two feet...... Six feet and one inch...... Five-foot-2-inch ......"

"Smack!", after a long time, she couldn't help but slow down a little, and finally didn't dodge, and the thorn tail whipped fiercely on her left arm, bringing a large piece of flesh and skin, and the flesh and blood were blurred for a while.

Jun Huai'an still didn't react in particular, she wiped the blood off her arm casually, and the white flesh turned out, which was a little more hideous than just now.

Opened the largest opening with her fingers, and the blood suddenly gushed out again, staining her fingers red, Jun Huai'an muttered to herself, indifferently as if it was not her who was injured, "One and a half inches ......"

This scene made many people feel that there seemed to be a chill rushing straight up from the tail vertebrae to the heavenly spirit cover, and they felt creepy for a while, and a sentence appeared in their hearts: This is a madman!

Xie Ke also understood at this time what the "madman" Gu Xizhan was talking about.

She is indifferent to everything except what she is interested in, and even injuries can be used for research.

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Taking advantage of Jun Huai'an's being forced to swim away by the thorn tail, Tang Wenjing formed claws with both hands, folded them in front of him, and pulled them fiercely to both sides, ten flame scratches appeared out of thin air, roaring away, and the flames flowed like magma between the scratches, and those who were close could even feel a heat wave rushing towards them.

"Two feet seven...... I understand. Jun Huai'an stopped suddenly, and before the flames were about to engulf her, a touch of gold appeared in her palm, as if she was holding something, and pulled it back.

"Papapa-", the puppet tiger that was pressed under Ah Hu in the distance suddenly stopped struggling, it turned its head to look at the flames, and the silver light on its body flashed, turning into a silver torrent and flying towards the tiger tail that Jun Huai'an pinched in his hand.

But in a moment, a long whip appeared in the palm of her hand, Jun Huai'an's wrist turned, the whip swam in the sky like a long snake, and the golden whip shadow roared away, colliding with the scratches, "Bang!"

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"Who wins, you say?"

"I bet on Jun Huai'an!"

"That's not necessarily, the Tang family is not simple, you look at that beast shadow, tsk, the strength is even stronger than herself. ”

"Wen Jing can't win. Gu Xizhan's voice was flat, "She's too slow." After that, he didn't speak again.

Jun Huai'an and her two puppets are both in the early stage of Jindan, although Tang Wenjing is also in the early stage of Jindan, but Ah Hu and Beast Shadow are a few points stronger than her, and they are barely about to break through the middle stage of Jindan, and it seems that Tang Wenjing has the upper hand.

However, Tang's beast is a bloodline secret art, which is not easy to master, with Tang Wenjing's cultivation, it is only just getting started, although the secret technique is not small, but the consumption of spiritual power is also huge, just look at Tang Wenjing's face that has begun to turn pale, she can't last long.

Jun Huai'an relied on his own talent to deduce other people's moves, and then constantly adjusted the puppet, so that it gradually became the same as the imitated, and the consumption was much smaller than Tang Wenjing.

To deal with Jun Huai'an, you must not delay it for too long, the longer the time, the more similar the puppet will be to you, and the more difficult it will be to defeat.

But Tang Wenjing's explosiveness is ordinary, and he can't help Jun Huai'an in a short period of time, so although it seems that the two are equal, it is clear who wins and who loses.

It's too slow...... What does it mean? Xie Ke looked at the competition platform thoughtfully.

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Tang Wenjing gasped, sweat kept sliding down her face, her fingertips trembled slightly imperceptibly, the dantian was already half empty, and the meridians were also a little swollen and painful.

Overuse of divine sense, she couldn't help but be a little dizzy, almost unable to maintain the beast shadow, gritted her teeth, a trace of determination flashed in her golden pupils, turned her hand and took out the piccolo again, infused the aura of her whole body into it, and slashed it down, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Jun Huai'an held the whip in her left hand, her right hand was still moving in the air, the ripples were getting denser and denser, and finally, she sighed softly, and her right hand fell down, "Is the bloodline secret technique, it's a pity." As soon as the words fell, the beast shadow behind the puppeteer that had already formed a little bit turned into pieces.

The shadow of the knife has arrived in front of her, "ten zhang two feet and a half inch ......", she took a step back slightly, the golden light on the whip was brighter, and it was stretched a lot more at once, and she whipped at Tang Wenjing fiercely, "My whip is eleven zhang long." ”

"Smack!", the whip tip was pumped on Tang Wenjing's chest like a poisonous snake, her head tilted, and she opened her mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, her spiritual power had already been drained by Fang Cai's knife, she shook, fell on the competition platform, and was no longer able to get up.

"Boom!", the shadow of the knife fell to the ground, and a new crack was split, and it rushed towards Jun Huai'an like a lightning speed, but stopped at half an inch in front of her toes.

The crowd was eerily quiet for a few breaths, and then it boiled again, Gu Xizhan got up, saw someone come up to the stage and helped Tang Wenjing down, and sat down again.

She raised her head, her eyes were deep, and she couldn't see her emotions, and the strange feeling that had just appeared still surrounded her.

Someone was "watching" her.