1613 War of Two Women
1613 The War of Two Women
"Are you crazy?"
When the boss of a well-known gambling company saw the actuarial results of the actuary, his eyes widened and he scolded the actuary recruited from the East.
"How did you get your qualification, do you want me to go bankrupt? Pack up and fuck off, you don't deserve to be an actuary!"
"Boss, you're firing me now, but you'll regret it soon. β
The actuary from the East pushed his glasses, and a hint of wisdom flashed in his eyes.
"You think too highly of the people of your country! How can their combat effectiveness compare with those like Parson and White Tiger?"
"It's because I'm from China that I know about them. β
The actuary insisted, "You are the boss, and I am the actuary." It's okay if you don't believe me, but you'll be back with me soon. β
"Less nonsense, pack up and get out!"
The boss kicked the actuary out the door, and then took another look at the results of his budget for the top sixteen.
"Anyway, you say that the Chinese will win? Nonsense! Go, get another German actuary out of our country, this time we will make a lot of money!"
The money bank is in operation and is waiting for the specific list of matches in the round of 16, and as soon as the list is out, they will start betting immediately.
Li Fan sat in his player's seat, looking at the martial arts arena outside through the glass window in front of him. In his room, there is also such a huge LCD screen, on which you can see the player notifications.
A presenter was already sitting in the high stands, and he started to preside over the round of 16 through the microphone. At this time, the enthusiasm of the audience was also ignited, and bursts of cheers came and went. There were also many fans of the players who rushed over, with No. 9 and the White Tiger as the most, and the scene was very lively.
Around the stands, Li Fan saw several old men in gray robes. These old men looked ordinary, but they gave Li Fan an indescribable majesty.
Could it be that these people are the people of Tianwu Pavilion?
Tianwu Pavilion should be regarded as the most mysterious organization in the martial arts, it has never appeared only when the leader of the martial arts alliance is elected, and every time it carries a prize that everyone can't refuse. This time, it turned out to be the third page of "True Immortal Jue"!
"The list of sixteen players has appeared on the big screen, please see, the names of the players have been scrambled, and the next step will be a random selection!"
The host's voice was full of enthusiasm and also guided the emotions of the audience. Li Fan looked at the names that were scrambled on it, and muttered in his heart, can this thing really be fair?
"Our list of first-round players has already begun to be screened, please look at the big screen!"
On that big screen, Murong Ying's beautiful appearance in a cheongsam appeared on it. Good guy, is his fiancΓ©e the first to appear?
The door of the contestant's seat in front of Murong Ying was opened, and the previous martial arts alliance leader stepped on light skills, jumped out of a distance of more than ten meters, and came to the huge ring lightly. Murong Ying's appearance also made many people cheer. There were a lot of boys at the scene, all of whom were fans of Murong Ying. After all, he is the leader of the beauty alliance, and it is not an exaggeration to have his own support group.
And the picture of the second contestant continued to turn, and soon, another familiar woman's face appeared on it.
"I wipe ...... What a coincidence......"
Li Fan saw Luo Xue Wu wearing a long white dress and a water blue gauze dress!
The two women actually met...... I'm afraid the snow dance will be miserable......
The alliance leader leaning on the sword was also as beautiful as a fairy, her long clothes fluttered, and she fell lightly all the way to the ring, standing opposite Murong Ying.
"The first contestant is our previous martial arts league leader, a very young and beautiful woman, who is said to be the contemporary head of the most powerful Murong Villa in China! Oh my God, her fan group is so strong, almost every part of the venue is cheering for her! I have to say that our beautiful alliance leader, wearing a cheongsam, is simply a fatal temptation!"
The host teased his mouth, "And the beauty on the other side is not inferior, she is the leader of the Huaxia martial arts organization, leaning on the sword and laughing at the breeze." Both of them are alliance leaders, but who is stronger, let's wait and see!"
"It seems that we are quite fated. β
Luoxue Wu slowly pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, and the blade pointed at Murong Ying on the opposite side, "Come and fight, I will tell you that I am no longer the Luoxue Dance of the past." β
"Good. β
Murong Ying nodded, she stood there with her hands behind her back, looking at Luo Xue Wu, "I'm looking forward to your challenge!"
As a saint-level master, Murong Ying is definitely qualified to say this!
"Ah, our former martial arts alliance leader is really domineering, she gladly accepts the other party's challenge!"
The moderator continues to ignite emotions.
"Pick up!"
Luoxue Wu is also a generation of masters, and she seems to have been concentrating on cultivation recently, judging from the momentum she raised in an instant, she should have made great progress. In the eyes of everyone, Luo Xue Wu instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and then swept towards Murong Ying with a sword.
"Dang!"
Murong Ying raised her jade leg and directly kicked Xue Wu's sword high.
But at this moment, Luo Xue Wu waved a palm, with a cold frost aura, and directly slapped a cold palm on Murong Ying's abdomen.
Murong Ying also raised his right palm, his palm was like fire, and he greeted him with one palm in the independent posture of the golden rooster.
"Bang!"
The fleshy palms of the two slapped together, and Xue Wu's body immediately slipped out, and at the same time, the skin became a little red.
Compared with Neili, Murong Ying is obviously much higher than Luo Xue Wu. And Murong Ying was merciful to his subordinates, and he didn't use too much skill.
"Humph!"
Luo Xue Wu seems to have expected that she is not Murong Ying's opponent in terms of internal strength. But she is unique, but she also has an alternative way of attacking! Falling Snow Dance took a step back, stabilized her body, and then her palm turned white, directly on her blade, and then wiped it!
This bright sword immediately condensed a layer of white frost, and a layer of white ice actually formed on the blade, turning into an ice sword!
"Murong Ying, take the sword!"
Luo Xue Wu came to Murong Ying's side again, and the ice sword in his hand swept again and again, with a cold air that penetrated into his bones, trying to hurt Murong Ying.
But Murong Ying was unmoved, she opened her hands slightly, controlling the internal force in her body, and her hair condensed into pink cherry blossoms, spinning in front of her, forming a shield, constantly blocking the ice sword of the falling snow dance.
Murong Ying's talent for turning fiction into reality seems to be much stronger after she reaches the saint level.
"You're good. β
Murong Ying's eyes flashed with persistence, "But I'm not the Murong Ying I used to be anymore!"
As she spoke, she suddenly aimed at a gap in the Falling Snow Dance, and two fingers suddenly pointed at the blade of her sword.