Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Battle for the Championship

Without waiting for Liu Ruyan to speak, Ye Zhiqiu jumped into the ring on his own.

"Miss Ouyang, your life is so long, is it feasible to borrow this young master for a night?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled obscenely.

Ye Zhiqiu's provocative words sounded in the ring. Ouyang Bingqing was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly:

"Ye Gongzi, please respect yourself!"

Ouyang Wanyun in the audience glared at Ye Zhiqiu fiercely, and then said to Ouyang Bingqing:

"Sister, teach me a good lesson for this disciple!"

Everyone didn't react at first, but when they saw Ye Zhiqiu's obscene expression, they suddenly realized it one by one.

"Bah, bah, the third prince is really shameless!" several women said coquettishly.

Seeing the reaction of the women, the men in the audience stared at Ye Zhiqiu viciously, quite resentful!

"Ahem, everyone, calm down, calm down!" Ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed and said:

"Miss Ouyang, if there is anything you can't live in later, you have to take care of it more!"

"Ye Gongzi, let's make a move!"

Feeling Ye Zhiqiu's unscrupulous gaze, even a woman like Ouyang Bingqing was a little impatient.

"Hahaha, Miss Ouyang, don't always have an ice cube face, how bad it is to dance knives and guns, we young people should communicate more feelings, right?"

Ye Zhiqiu continued to stalk, and also winked symbolically at Ouyang Bingqing.

Ouyang Bingqing was too lazy to take care of Ye Zhiqiu, and the purple gold Xuan Qi rushed directly into it with a punch. Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect Ouyang Bingqing to fight when he said that he would fight, and he didn't give him time to speak at all.

With a punch in the stomach, the screams of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the square! Of course, these were all pretended by Ye Zhiqiu.

"Crazy woman, you are so ruthless, you actually beat me here. ”

Ye Zhiqiu covered the position between his legs, looking quite aggrieved, but everyone didn't notice it, the cunning in his eyes flashed, and he smiled treacherously in his heart:

"Hey, hey. Ouyang Bingqing, even if you jump into the Yellow River at this time, you won't be able to wash it!"

Ouyang Bingqing was stunned for a while, it was obviously Ye Zhiqiu's abdomen just now, why did he cover that part.

She didn't think too much about it, but everyone's meaningful eyes converged on her, and her white and tender cheeks turned red.

Looking at Ouyang Bingqing's appearance, everyone even couldn't believe it, and the audience talked about it again and again.

"Oh my God, how did my cold-faced goddess become like this?"

"I think I've taken a fancy to the third son!"

"Yes, yes, eighty percent of it!"

Ouyang Bingqing's move was too fast before, so that the low realm didn't see her attack clearly, and then thinking of Ye Zhiqiu and Ouyang Bingqing's reactions, everyone subconsciously believed Ye Zhiqiu.

"Yellow-mouthed child, full of nonsense!"

Ouyang Xiao got up and scolded Ye Zhiqiu. But the discussion in the square was so noisy that his voice was directly drowned out.

"Little slippery, it's getting worse and worse. This doesn't look like your father!"

Looking at everyone's reactions, Ye Zhiqiu snorted in his heart: "Hehe, Ouyang Bingqing, you can't argue now." ”

Ouyang Bingqing was so angry that he stomped his feet, ignored the reactions of everyone, and continued to launch a rapid offensive against Ye Zhiqiu, as if only by teaching the scoundrel in front of her a good lesson could she vent her emotions.

And Ye Zhiqiu focused on defense every time, and did not take the initiative to attack, he complained while dodging:

"Auntie, don't fight, I was wrong, I shouldn't have ...... that night"

Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be pretending and deliberately raised his voice so that the people in the square could hear it clearly.

"Wouldn't it be, wouldn't my goddess be ruined like that?"

"I think it's possible, in the battle with Yang Qingfeng, Ye Zhiqiu is evenly matched with him, no matter how powerful Miss Ouyang is, it is impossible for him to have no power to parry. ”

"Hey, it seems that the Ye family and the Ouyang family are about to form a family!"

All kinds of discussions were transmitted to Ouyang Bingqing's ears, and at this moment, Ouyang Bingqing seemed to be close to bursting away, and the slender shadow quickly rose into the air, and she snorted:

"Wanhua Sword Rain!"

Ye Zhiqiu knew that the conspiracy had succeeded, but he didn't forget to pit Ouyang Bingqing, he said shamelessly:

"Qing'er, I didn't want to make a move on you, but I have to win this championship!"

The orange-gold Xuan Qi wrapped in purple erupted at this moment, and the majestic Xuan Qi formed a storm that raged throughout the ring.

"Although my Xuan Qi Storm is not as shocking as the sea of clouds in the blue of the clouds, it can barely block your vision!" Ye Zhiqiu said in his heart. There was only a purple storm in everyone's sight, and the figures of the two disappeared in the purple storm!

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, Ling Bozhang. Ye Zhiqiu quickly condensed his Xuan Qi, and said in his heart: "If the distance is too far, I'm afraid that the power of Ling Bo's palm will be greatly reduced, just take the risk and try it once!" He kicked his legs, his whole body flew into the air, and the palm print condensed in his hand flew towards Ouyang Bingqing.

"Ye Gongzi, I didn't expect you to advance to the second-order spirit realm, but you haven't reached the level of Xuan Qi Transformation Wing after all!

Ouyang Bingqing chuckled, as if the previous annoyance and anger were deliberately pretended.

"Qing'er, Wanhua Shield can't stop Ling Bo's palm!"

"Is it, it's enough to block for a moment!" Ouyang Bingqing covered his mouth and smiled, waving his wings and coming to Ye Zhiqiu's side.

"Oh no! This chick's Wanhua shield can actually be separated from the body!

Ye Zhiqiu was shocked in his heart, although he hit the Ling Bo palm in the air, but in the air, his entire body couldn't control it freely!

"MMP, I've been by this chick!" Ye Zhiqiu regretted in his heart: "Damn, it's really a drama spirit!"

"Ye Gongzi, don't you want to see my last move? Then you can take a good look at it! Sword rain is one, one sword slash!"

Ouyang Bingqing's lips opened slightly, and countless flying swords with condensed fighting qi converged at this moment, turning into a huge qi sword and slashing towards Ye Zhiqiu!

"Qing'er, although Young Master Ben can't control the fall of his body in the air, in the air, Young Master Ben can make a move at once, and it can be done with both hands!

Ye Zhiqiu did not give up the treatment, but smiled slyly.

With his second-order Soul Transformation Divine Qi, it was enough to hit the Ling Bo Palm 3 times, plus the combat power was almost across five, and the Ling Bo Palm that Ye Zhiqiu, who could compete with the seventh-order Spirit Transformation powerhouse, was definitely an irresistible move with a single sword.

Even though Ouyang Bingqing was also a genius with a combat power of one level, he was only barely on par with the sixth order of the spirit transformation.

The sudden change made Ouyang Bingqing unable to react at all, and Ye Zhiqiu slapped Ling Bo with both hands at the same time.

The palm print of the left hand defused the attack of a sword slash, and because Ouyang Bingqing was too close, the Ling Bo palm of the right hand also directly hit her lower abdomen.

Ouyang Bingqing's entire body flew out, and the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth seemed to add a little charm to her whole person!

"Miss Ouyang, soldiers are not tired of cheating. Of course, Young Master Ben can't think that a few words can make you lose your mind, but you, it's really surprising, I can't imagine that the cold-faced goddess is also a scheming!"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, looking like a villain!

Ouyang Bingqing didn't understand what a scheming meant, and said lightly:

"Ye Gongzi, thank you for your mercy! Bingqing is indeed inferior to you!"

Ouyang Bingqing knew that if it weren't for Ye Zhiqiu's mercy just now, I was afraid that she would have to lose half of her life even if she didn't die.

"Oh, how could Young Master Ben be willing to be heavy on Qing'er, after all, that night ......" Ye Zhiqiu stared at Ouyang Bingqing with an unbridled gaze and teased.

Feeling Ye Zhiqiu's scorching gaze, Ouyang Bingqing's face turned red, and he lowered his head and said:

"Ye Gongzi, you're here again!"