Paris's eyes froze, she was not surprised that Aska could take her blow, and it was impossible for Askar to stand still when she had grown rapidly in recent years.

Throwing off Askana's hand that grabbed the brick, Paris twisted her body in place and spun it quickly, driving the brick in her hand to slap Aska's ribs again from a tricky angle, and at the same time, her left wrist against Aska's forearm to slap Aska to her chest to defuse the attack.

Seeing that his movements were slightly slower than Paris's, Askar's brows furrowed slightly, so he could only turn to attack and defend, retracting his palm and slapping it on the bricks.

The two of you have already made more than a dozen moves within a few seconds, and Paris is even more yin, what kind of pussy legs, two-finger eyes, throat locks and other little hooligan street brawls have moved out.

Most of the spectators' expressions were extremely funny and funny, but it was no wonder that they would behave like this, if Xiu Zhe didn't know Paris, he wouldn't have thought that this kind of hooligan play would appear in the highest quality competition arena in the entire Arad continent.

Aska's complexion is also not very good-looking, and he looks a little angry, Paris just plays tricks, and the most important thing is that this female hooligan also deliberately shouted out the name of the move that made the man show a playful smile and make the girl blush and dare not listen.

"Milking! Dragon Claw Hand! Paris's smile was full of lust, and the five fingers of her left hand were open and bent to scratch at Aska's chest.

"Hooligans!" Askar Silver Fang clenched his hands and slapped away Paris's outstretched groping hand, and her beautiful face was already red to the root of her ears, and she didn't pay attention to Paris at all, and she had put away the inky black bricks.

When Paris's lewd smile disappeared and was replaced by a smug smile that had triumphed, Askar's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and finally noticed a few small bottles between the fingers of Paris's right hand.

"Suffered!" Although Askar didn't know what tricks Paris was going to use, she knew that she had fallen for Paris's scheme.

If she had noticed Paris's small movements a second earlier, she would have carefully distanced herself from her, but now that her moves were old and flawed, she could defend against Paris's kicks at the limit, and she didn't have the strength to shake off Paris again.

The four small bottles between Paris's fingers contained a purple liquid that could be seen by common sense.

Without giving Aska more time to react, Paris finally grasped Aska's weakness, and if she misses it, it will probably only be a fool's dream to create this condition next time.

Introducing the energy in his body into his fingertips and detonating the small bottle, the purple liquid exploded into a purple fog under the action of the energy, and the figures of Paris and Ascar also disappeared in front of the audience's eyes under the heavy obstruction of the fog, causing a burst of exclamations.

And the referee team was the most panicked at this time, they were also made laugh by Paris's endless hooligan play, but they didn't expect that this girl who looked like she had a big grin on her face and had such a delicate mind, and her previous performance was just pretending.

Paris didn't break the rules so that the referees couldn't make a judgment, which would not matter if Paris's opponent was someone else's referee, but in the purple fog was their princess...

"Don't lose your sense of proportion because of panic."

Legitimate

When the referee was about to make a move, a strong and powerful voice sounded from behind them, half-open and exposed his strong muscles, like a prodigal son, Xi Lan walked over, with a hint of sharpness in his somewhat lazy gaze, swept over the faces of the four referees and continued: "How can Her Royal Highness be as weak as you think? Don't make the wrong decision because you don't have the strength to do it. ”

The four referees bowed slightly at the same time and said, "Yes, Lord Xilan." ”

Xi Lan waved his hand to signal that the referee did not need to be so restrained, and at the same time turned his head to look at Xiu Zhe who was in the lounge, and Xiu Zhe's gaze also shifted from the competition platform to Xi Lan.

Looking at each other in the air, Xi Lan smiled faintly and walked quickly towards the players' lounge, he came this time to protect the safety of the audience and at the same time had a secret mission to keep an eye on Xiu Zhe, just because he also wanted to talk to Xiu Zhe, so he gladly came here.

After simply saying hello to Buwanga first, Xilan came to the lounge where Xiu Zhe was, and at this time, the thick purple mist that permeated the martial arts platform had gradually faded, and the figures of Paris and Aska also appeared in the audience's field of vision.

"Who do you think will win?" Xi Lan and Xiu Zhe stood side by side in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the panting and somewhat embarrassed Paris on the competition platform and asked.

"Although Aska has a lot of combat experience, she is slightly inferior to Paris in terms of juggling and scheming, physical strength, perseverance and even speed, and she consumes a lot of mental energy in the fierce fight in the purple mist, as long as Paris does not make a big mistake, it is a certain thing that Askar loses."

Hearing Xiu Zhe's detailed analysis, Xi Lan couldn't find any point to refute, so she could only sigh helplessly.

As Xiu Zhe said, although Aska has often walked around outside the Void Ancestor for training over the years, she still can't endure great hardships in the royal family since she was a child, and sometimes whether a person's mental tenacity is related to the victory of a battle, and Paris, who was born in the slums, is indeed better than Aska in this regard.

Looking at Aska, who had gradually gained the upper hand on the competition platform, Xiu Zhe calmly commented: "People who have never tasted defeat will only gradually lose their sense of proportion and control of the situation when facing a situation of failure, and all kinds of small gaps together will become factors that affect victory or defeat." ”

"The most important thing is the support of foreign conditions, right?" Xilan looked at the dark green steel claws on Paris's hands and teased, how could he not see what ore Paris's weapons were made of with his knowledge?

Xiu Zhe smiled slightly, and didn't defend anything, it is true that Paris can play so well without the factor of the Terra Stone weapon, but if Askar decides in her heart that Paris is definitely not her opponent if she leaves the weapon, then no matter how high her talent is, the level she can achieve in the future will not be high.

Success or defeat is the unchanging truth since the ages, and if you fail, you should think about your own shortcomings rather than find other reasons to make yourself feel at ease.

"You're not just here to listen to me analyze the game, are you?" Xiu Zhe turned his head to look at Xi Lan and changed the topic, he didn't believe that Xi Lan would be idle and have nothing to do to talk to him.

Xi Lan was slightly stunned and then laughed heartily: "I was just commissioned by a certain god to come to you to meet it, but I don't think you should go with me now, right?" ”

There is no need for Xi Lanming to say, Xiu Zhe also knows that it is the lion

Zitou Tuo Xilan came to find him, and seeing that Xiu Zhe did not fluctuate at all, and even his facial expression did not change at all, Xi Lan also guessed that Xiu Zhe should have seen the god in his mouth.

"I'll wait until the kid wins the Blue Dragon Conference and meets Kay to discuss some things, and then I'll go to see him with you."

Hearing Xiu Zhe answer like this, Xi Lan also nodded, he had already guessed that Xiu Zhe would respond like this, and he didn't say anything more on the topic of the lion's head that he didn't even know his name at the moment.

"I'm afraid it's not easy for you to pull the big ship of the Void Ancestor to your camp, although the Delos Empire has done a lot of disgusting things recently, but you are a more threatening existence than the Delos Empire."

Xi Lan's words are not unreasonable, the Void Ancestor is not like the Duchy of Belmar, which lacks military strength, nor is it like the Dark Elf Kingdom, which lacks materials, and is not like the Seventh Empire in the Heavenly Realm that is facing the disaster of national destruction, so Kay is confident that he can protect himself in a large-scale war, and there is no need to spend a lot of manpower and material resources, and in the end, he will not be able to reap the benefits that match it.

"I also know the considerations of the high-ranking officials of the Void Ancestor, but how can I be willing to retreat if I don't try everything?" Xiu Zhe smiled indifferently and continued: "Even if we let the Void Ancestor sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and never interfere in the war that will definitely break out in the future, it is also good news for us. ”

"I don't understand political things, and it's a big sin to speculate about the monarch's thoughts as a courtier, so don't talk about it." Xi Lan said, there seemed to be a hint of yearning in his eyes, and muttered: "I still like the days when I used to be carefree, drinking and practicing swords, and traveling around the continent with my friends."

Xiu Zhe's deep gaze looked at the clear blue sky through the clean floor-to-ceiling window and sighed: "Where there are people, there will inevitably be fights, or different ideas, or for the sake of interests, in order to gain stronger power, people will always unconsciously fall into the whirlpool of struggle and cannot extricate themselves until one side is completely wiped out." ”

"Man's desires?" Xi Lan smiled bitterly and shook her head, "You are not very old, but you can see it very thoroughly." ”

"The more you bear, the more you understand."

Xiu Zhe muttered very calmly, so that people couldn't see his joy, anger and sorrow, obviously this young man was a little immature a few years ago, but now it makes Xi Lan, an old fritter, a little difficult to see.

"It's over." As Xiu Zhe's voice fell, Paris on the competition stage finally caught the flaw in Ascar's movements and slapped it on Askar's chest.

Paris's palm is not very powerful, but Ascal, who is also at the end of the crossbow, also widened her eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood, at this time, her long black hair was scattered, and her original indifferent appearance of not eating fireworks in the world was completely gone, looking extremely embarrassed.

Paris wasn't much better, but she wasn't as embarrassed as Askar as she was born like a ruffian.

Suffering from the sharp pain in her arms, Paris used her last strength to deliver an uppercut to Aska's jaw, knocking Askar flying as she fell to her knees and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Aska fell straight to the ground, in order to prevent Paris's punch, Askar had already used all the remaining thoughts in his body to protect his jaw, at this time Askar knew that as long as she got up and punched Paris casually, she could win, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move a trace or even lift a finger.