Jiang Yueran listened to Zhao Tianchen's words, first stunned slightly, and then laughed.

This person is mentally ill!

This person feels too good about himself, why does he think that he will not marry him, as if he can't live without him.

It seems that he is the center of the universe, and without him the world does not turn!

What a pretending teenager!

The real strong man has no time to pretend to be forced, and he will not pretend to be forced, instead of wasting time to pretend to be forced, it is better to go to the Dao of Enlightenment.

Only the nouveau riche pretend to be forced.

"I will withdraw from this marriage contract today!"

Jiang Yueran said lightly, as if looking at a clown, what about genius?

When she was the first emperor, she saw too many geniuses, and there was nothing lacking in the world, that is, there was no shortage of geniuses.

Hearing Jiang Yueran's decisive words, Zhao Tianchen's face was hideous, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and he laughed angrily, his hideous smile was like a demon in the abyss.

"Jiang Yueran, do you dare to make an agreement with me?"

"Three years later, you and I will fight it out. If you lose, you will be a slave. If I lose, the marriage will be cancelled! Zhao Tianchen raised his arrogant head and said coldly.

Jiang Yueran smiled: "I lost, I was a slave and a slave, and I lost a lot; And you lose, just quit the marriage contract, and you have nothing to lose. Sure enough, it's a good IQ! Still, I took it! Three years later, in a battle of life and death, one of you and I fell! ”

A farce ends with a gambling contract.

Jiang Yueran left, with some disdain in his heart, and he was another pretending teenager.

As for pretending to be a teenager, where her self-confidence comes from, she has already understood, but there is a ring, and there is a soul body in the ring, and the soul body can guide him, what is there to be proud of.

In the world, there are countless geniuses, and the most important thing is genius;

As for all kinds of adventures, their respective chances, even less fell on many Tianjiao, without chance, how to match Tianjiao.

has a bit of cultivation qualifications, a little adventure, it's just that his self-confidence is bursting, pretending to be forced to slap his face countless times, thinking that he is the protagonist, and the world is going around him...... It can only be said that he has paranoia.

A true monk is not moved when he sees the color, and he is not disturbed when he sees the treasure. Seeing that the treasure is not disturbed, it is not disdainful of the treasure, but to warn people not to get carried away when they get the treasure, and to keep a calm attitude, otherwise all kinds of flaws will be exposed, so that people with a heart will notice, and it is easy to encounter the disaster of killing.

…………

Three years later, the battle between Jiang Yueran and Zhao Beichen not only attracted the attention of the Zhao family, but also attracted the attention of other ancient martial arts families!

There is still half an hour before the start of the competition, and there is a sea of excited people in Maple Mountain.

Under the secret encouragement of some people, it became extremely lively.

Time passed little by little, the atmosphere around them became more and more hot, and everyone waited anxiously.

At this time, a black shadow flashed and stepped into the ring, and his body was so chic that it caused countless girls to exclaim.

"Zhao Beichen is here!"

"So handsome!"

"It's a genius!"

Zhao Beichen stood on top of the ring, deaf to the oncoming noise, quietly closed his eyes, his breath was as calm as a mountain and sea, and waited quietly.

"Elder Wang, my son and Jiang Yueran are fighting, what do you think of the victory?" The Zhao family asked with a full face. In just three years, Zhao Beichen's cultivation has improved rapidly, and it is terrifying to the extreme.

"What do you think?"

Wang Lao said with a smile.

"Wu'er will naturally win!" The head of the Zhao family is confident, his face is full of confidence, and he is full of pride in Zhao Beichen.

Wang Lao smiled: "Jiang Yueran, he is a disciple of the Ethereal Fairy, how can he be an easy person, your Zhao family is not afraid of the wind and flashes his tongue?" ”

"My son will win!" The Zhao family elder said.

In just three years, Zhao Beichen has entered the early stage of the heaven level, and he is a rare genius in thousands of years.

At this time, a woman in white stepped into the ring,

"Jiang Yueran, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhao Beichen raised his arrogant head and said provocatively: "I heard that you are a master of the Ethereal Sect and have unparalleled swordsmanship, today I want to compete with you in a sword!" ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Beichen waved his sleeves, and a silver sword appeared, flashing with bright light, extremely bright, "This sword is called Purple Lightning!" ”

"Hurry up and do it!"

Jiang Yueran said lightly, this competition is extremely boring, and it is not interesting at all! Once you understand cause and effect, it's time to leave this world.

Kill!

Zhao Beichen shouted, and the true qi in his body surged, bursting out with the power of destruction, which was the power that belonged to the heaven-level.

The figure flickered, turned into a violent wind, and rushed straight towards Jiang Yueran, who was close at hand.

"It's such a fast speed, I can't see Zhao Beichen's figure clearly!"

"With such a fast speed, he can be regarded as a master in the heavenly level!"

"Incredible! In the early days of the Heaven Level, there was such a fast speed! ”

"Jiang Yueran is decided, and he can't keep up with Zhao Beichen's speed at all!"

The people eating melons on the edge of the ring kept talking, and they seemed to see the end of the battle.

The killing was fierce, and Zhao Beichen seemed to have seen Jiang Yueran defeated under him, serving as a slave and letting him ravage.

Jiang Yueran's face was calm, and there were no waves in his eyes, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

The next moment, she made a move, reaching out and slapping her.

It seems to be slow, and it seems to be fast.

The next moment, Zhao Beichen flew upside down, vomiting blood in his mouth, and there was a finger mark on his left face, which was left by the slap.

Outcry!

Everyone was shocked, and one move was defeat.

"Xuanwu Holy Body!"

Boom!

A flash of golden light burst out from Zhao Beichen's body, and his originally fair skin turned bronze in an instant, shining brightly. In an instant, his strength and defense increased by a full three times in an instant. The majestic power contained in his body was enough to allow him to challenge the middle stage of the Heaven Level.

"Jiang Yueran, die!"

Zhao Beichen's figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a black whirlwind and swept away, attacking away.

Until he was less than a foot away from Jiang Yueran, Jiang Yueran made a move, and it was still a slap in the face.

Syllable!

This time it was hit on the right cheek, and immediately Zhao Beichen flew out upside down again, hitting a hundred zhang away, and his body was like falling apart.

"Xuanwu Divine Fist!"

Zhao Beichen displayed a set of supreme fist techniques, and immediately his whole body was full of thick breath, and the coercion was amazing, and immediately made the onlookers take three steps back.

Jiang Yueran's face was calm, and there was another slap, and immediately Zhao Beichen was sent out again.

Zhao Beichen used all kinds of secret techniques and attacked, but Jiang Yueran didn't move, just a slap in the face, that is, he defeated all kinds of killing moves. At this moment, even fools can see that this is a battle with a huge disparity, and the gap between them is too great.

Zhao Beichen's eyes are scarlet, I am the true son of heaven, why is Jiang Yueran so powerful!

"Master, help me!"

Zhao Beichen said in his heart, if he can't beat it, he will call him grandpa.