Murong Yanran, a god-level middle master, the eldest lady of the Murong family, the captain of the martial arts family, she is a real master.

"Murong Yanran of the martial arts family team, Wang Yue team Wang Yue, the competition begins!"

Evil Wind saw that Murong Yanran appeared in the ring so soon to challenge Wang Yue, and Wang Yue calmly responded to the battle. He stood under the ring and announced the start of the two-man joust.

"This is the pinnacle of martial arts!" said a martial artist in the audience.

"Yes, Murong Yanran is the second highest martial artist in the Murong family, and Wang Yue's strength is not bad, he is a god-level master, one of the four heavenly kings of darkness, the leader of the Northern Dark Martial Arts Alliance, the captain of Wang Yue's team, and he can fight with masters such as Shocking, Liu Xiaofan, Nalan Yi, Tang Xiaomei and Shikong. A warrior said.

"Which of the two of them is more powerful?"

"I don't know. ”

When the contest began, the Golden Twelve Main Gods and the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, who were sitting in the audience, were silent. They watched the ring quietly, waiting for the two top young people in China to compete.

"Brother Wang Yue, from the time I saw you at Jiangnan University, I knew that there would be a battle between me and you. The day has finally come. Murong Yanran looked at Wang Yue with a simple face.

"From the time I saw you at Jiangnan University, I also knew that there would be a battle between me and you, and this day has finally come. Wang Yue smiled.

"Brother Wang Yue, I'm going to make a move. Murong Yanran said.

"Good. I'm going to make a move, too. Wang Yue smiled.

"Yes. Murong Yanran nodded.

Murong Yanran is petite, with a pair of smart big eyes, no expression when she speaks, she looks simple and cute, this girl doesn't seem to have any scheming.

Standing on the side of the ring, Murong Yanran looked at Wang Yue quietly. Gradually, her petite body exuded black true qi. True Qi became more and more, wrapping her petite body. At the same time, a huge black fire phoenix soared into the sky. The black fire phoenix's eyes were red, and it flapped its huge wings under the thick black qi emitted by Murong Yanran.

God-level master, true qi is released, that is a giant beast that Murong Yanran turned into with true qi.

Wang Yue smiled, his eyes bloomed with black light, and the whole person also exuded billowing black gas, and three black dragons rose into the sky, and the three black dragons were fierce and hideous. As soon as they appeared, they bit and fought with each other, and then swam around Wang Yue's body.

"Come on!"

Murong Yanran and Wang Yue let out a loud roar at the same time, stepping out a huge crack on the ground and rushing towards each other.

Neither of them used weapons, Wang Yue clenched his right fist, and Murong Yanran also clenched his right fist. After the two of them rushed towards each other, Wang Yue punched Murong Yanran's petite body, and Murong Yanran quickly turned his body to the side and punched Wang Yue. Wang Yue immediately dodged and attacked Murong Yanran with his left fist. Murong Yanran immediately raised her left arm to block and kicked Wang Yue fiercely.

Wang Yuecai punched Murong Yanran's slender arm, and he immediately dodged Murong Yanran's little foot. He'd seen this girl's game, and he'd seen how this girl knocked her opponent away with one move. Zhao Xi'er's strength is great, and this girl's strength is not small, he didn't dare to pick up Murong Yanran's little foot kicked hard, so after dodging her attack, he took his left foot as the axis, and his right foot immediately kicked her hard. Murong Yanran had a simple and expressionless face, and bent her body to use her hands to hit Wang Yue's right foot.

Not good!

Murong Yanran wanted to catch his right foot.

If Murong Yanran catches his right foot, as long as she hooks his foot with her foot, she can kick him down. Or lift him up directly with his right foot. Can throw him out of the way.

When thinking about how Murong Yanran would deal with him, Murong Yanran had already caught his right foot. He took advantage of Murong Yanran's strength to grab his right foot, and immediately jumped with his left foot, and the person quickly flipped back and broke away Murong Yanran's hands.

Murong Yanran saw Wang Yue break away from her hands, she seemed to have expected it, there was still no expression on her face, she rushed up and swept towards Wang Yue fiercely.

Wang Yue immediately flashed back.

After seeing Wang Yue dodge his attack, Murong Yanran rushed up and kicked again.

Wang Yue dodged backwards again.

Murong Yanran's face was expressionless, and she suddenly pulled out a long sword from her body and slashed at Wang Yue with a sword. Wang Yue saw Murong Yanran using a weapon, and he immediately took off the coiling dragon stick on his back to block.

With a click, Wang Yue only felt a huge force slashing at his coiling dragon stick, sparks splashed between the two weapons, and Wang Yue quickly kicked towards Murong Yanran. Murong Yanran was still expressionless, and with a slight turn of his body, he dodged Wang Yue's kick and then slashed at Wang Yue with a sword.

When Murong Yanran slashed at Wang Yue with a long sword. Wang Yue also waved it with a coiling dragon stick. With a snap, Murong Yanran's sword and Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick collided fiercely, and dazzling sparks erupted between the two weapons again.

When the weapons of the two men collided, the two of them quickly separated again. Murong Yanran's snow-white little hand held the long sword. With a flick of her wrist, the sword in her hand spun rapidly, like a propeller.

This is the Tai Chi sword technique, which is the Heavenly Wind and Silver Rain that Murong Lan used when he dealt with Zhao Xi's childhood just now.

Murong Yanran's little hands kept flipping. The sword in her hand turned quickly, her face was expressionless, and she turned to the side of her body, and the sword in her hand suddenly sneered towards Wang Yue.

"Broken!"

Wang Yue immediately dodged backwards, and then with a blow from the prodigal son, he turned around and threw the dragon stick in his hand against her rapidly spinning sword.

With a snap, the sword in Murong Yanran's hand stopped, and collided with Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick.

One inch long and one inch strong, Zhao Xi'er used the flexible and short weapon of the Emei Thorn to break her swordsmanship, but Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick could break Murong Yanran's swordsmanship with just a random flick.

Murong Yanran turned around quickly, and then stabbed at Wang Yue with a move.

When Murong Yanran stabbed at Wang Yue, the long sword in her hand shook rapidly, and a sword in her hand immediately turned into seven sword shadows, making it difficult to identify the location of the sword.

Wang Yue frowned slightly, and immediately bent the coiling dragon stick in his hand. As soon as the coiling dragon stick in his hand bent, the dense dragon tendons of the coiled dragon stick opened quickly. Many gaps appear in the center of the coiling dragon stick. No matter how many sword shadows Murong Yanran has, her sword will definitely be inserted into his coiling dragon stick, as long as her sword is inserted into his coiling dragon stick, he can take Murong Yanran's sword down.

With a click, Murong Yanran's sword was really inserted into Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick. Wang Yue smiled, and immediately closed the coiling dragon stick in his hand, and the dragon tendons in the center of the coiled dragon stick were brought together, and immediately stuck Murong Yanran's sword into the center of the coiling dragon stick. Wang Yue took advantage of the situation and twisted the coiling dragon stick in his hand again. Murong Yanran only felt that her wrist joints were twisted, and in order to avoid her wrist being sprained by Wang Yue, she immediately let go of the sword in her hand, and Wang Yue directly took down Murong Yanran's weapon.

However. When Wang Yue took down her weapon, she rushed over with a palm. Murong Yanran was petite, and her speed was as fast as lightning. Wang Yue immediately threw away the coiling dragon stick and her sword in her hand, and punched Murong Yanran's palm.

With a snap, Wang Yue and Murong Yanran fists faced each other, and there was immediately a fluctuation in the air, Wang Yue took a step back, and Murong Yanran took three steps back.

However, Murong Yanran did not stop, she stepped out of a crack under her feet and rushed towards Wang Yue again, her petite body rushed in front of Wang Yue, her body was short, and she swept towards Wang Yue's legs with a sweep. Wang Yue jumped quickly, but Murong Yanran suddenly hit Wang Yue's lower abdomen with a palm.

Wang Yue immediately struck Murong Yanran's palm with his fist, but saw Murong Yanran suddenly withdraw his palm and hit his body with a roundabout kick.

I only felt a numbness in my body, and a huge force hit my body, and Wang Yue immediately flew out. Murong Yanran used her body technique to chase quickly, and kicked Wang Yue hard before he landed.

She couldn't be kicked anymore, and although the ring was thirty meters in diameter, her two kicks were enough to kick herself out of the ring. Wang Yue immediately blocked Murong Yanran's little feet with both hands in the air, but saw Murong Yanran quickly retract her little feet, and slashed at his ribs with a hand knife.

With a snap, Wang Yue landed heavily, and Murong Yanran kicked Wang Yue out again. Wang Yue's body glides quickly in the ring. He slid five or six meters on the ground and immediately grabbed the gap in the ring ground with his fingers. Murong Yanran didn't give him a chance to breathe, rushed over and kicked him in the chest again.

Wang Yue immediately picked up her little feet that she kicked quickly with both hands, only to feel that his hands were numb, and his body slid out of the ring again.

Murong Yanran temporarily gained the upper hand.

When Wang Yue was kicked out, she rushed towards Wang Yue again.

Standing under the ring, Brother Zhu, Hou Shaofei, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju and Li Mingxi's faces gradually sweated.

None of them could have imagined that this seemingly innocent and harmless girl was the same kind of person as Wang Yue.

Her skills are so strong and domineering.