Chapter 155: Waste? Talented? 1
Finally, it was Jiujiu's turn to play.
Leng Zhao kindly urged Jiujiu to come to power quickly, but for some reason, Leng Yantian did not arrive at the scene today.
The ancestors of the other six major families were all present one by one, only the cold day did not arrive.
Others may not know, but Jiujiu knows very well in his heart, it is nothing more than because he was abused by the Hydra Emperor, and he was afraid that the ancestors of other families would see the clues, so he didn't dare to come to the scene, and he must be squatting in his own nest at this time and didn't dare to go out.
The truth is really as Jiujiu thought, in order to make the injury heal faster, Leng Yantian simply closed up in the back mountain.
While meditating, he scolded the mysterious person who released the Hydra Emperor viciously in his heart, if he knew that the person who liberated the Hydra Emperor was under his nose, I don't know if he would vomit blood and die in anger.
"Jiu'er, Zhao Tianyang is the pinnacle magister of the gold system, and this time it is a knockout match, but you must not lose, do you know? If you lose, there will only be two people left in the Leng family, so you must not lose, no matter what means you use, as long as you don't lose, it's good! In order to prevent Jiujiu from being temporarily frightened, Leng Zhao estimated that he used the gentlest voice in his life.
Jiujiu nodded ignorantly, and walked steadily towards the ring.
On the other side, Zhao Tianyang had already stood in the ring, and then stared at Jiujiu with a haughty posture of hanging the sky.
Jiujiu walked into the ring slowly and unhurriedly, and in the face of Zhao Tianyang's provocation, she was not ready to make any response.
"Uncle Ben advises you to surrender quickly, don't let Uncle Ben accidentally scratch your cute little face at that time, that's not good." Zhao Tianyang used the golden magic element to conjure a sharp knife in the palm of his hand, and raised his hand incomparably to show off.
Jiujiu smiled indifferently, and the cold voice clearly entered Zhao Tianyang's ears.
"Surrender without a fight? That's not my style. ”
When he said this, Jiujiu's body formed a unique aura, that kind of ethereal but a special aura that was soul-stirring, and Zhao Tianyang's eyes were about to straighten.
Why didn't he find out before that this famous third lady of the Leng family actually had a beautiful face.
"Hmph, then don't blame Uncle Ben for being unkind!" Although Zhao Tianyang was confused by Jiujiu's aura at that moment, it was only for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, on the battle field, he was not ready to release water, even if the other party was a little beauty.
"Are you two ready? I won't repeat the rules, and the loser is eliminated. The referee looked at Jiujiu and Zhao Tianyang silently as he spoke, and then continued.
"Now that you're ready, let's get started." After speaking, the referee hurriedly got out of the ring.
As soon as the referee got out of the ring with his front foot, Zhao Tianyang began to attack with his back foot, unambiguously and unrelentingly.
"Flashes of gold!" Zhao Tianyang suddenly let out a snort.
The golden light in the sky turned into sharp spikes, and roared towards Jiujiu's front door.
Jiujiu hooked his lips slightly, and his smile was extremely bright, just like a blooming cherry blossom, charming and tight.
"Low-level magic? I don't know if you're underestimating me, or if you're overestimating yourself, just low-level magic. The cold voice just fell.
Jiujiu quickly pulled out the dagger on his waist, and with a wave of his hand, a cyan fighting spirit suddenly collided with the flying golden thorns.
The golden thorn turned into powder in an instant, but the cyan fighting spirit was still tenacious, and it rushed forward towards Zhao Tianyang on the opposite side with the momentum of covering its ears and stealing the bell.