Ten teenagers and girls jumped into their respective rings together, and the audience was full of people waiting for the challenge, originally thinking about whether they could pick up a leak here in Xue Qianhong.

Because the freedom challenge is no longer a literary fight, it is a real battle with real knives and guns, and dolls are no longer used as a tool for interpretation.

Many people think that the little girl may only have strong theoretical knowledge and may not be strong enough in actual combat ability, but now that she has entered the Douqi room, it took an hour and a half to directly break through from the tenth level of Douqi to the grandmaster level, and they all silently moved their eyes to other rings.

Instead of fighting such a demon, it is better to try your luck elsewhere.

Xue Qianhong yawned, she was young, and her drowsiness was naturally heavy, and it was already the third watch at this time.

At the moment, the other rings are in full swing, but she has a lot of people in front of the ring, and those challengers have found reasonable excuses to cover up their timidity.

"We people in the Imperial City can't bully little girls from outside!"

"We are all outsiders, we should share the same hatred, how can we kill each other?"

"My little sister was born so cute, I'm afraid that I will accidentally break her little face, what if she cries?"

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No one came on stage to challenge, she was far away from other rings, she couldn't really watch the competition of others, what could she do without dozing?

"I, the Imperial City Demon Wanci, challenge Roland City Xue Qianhong!" Just as she was sleepy and her little head was pecking rice, a nice cello-like male voice sounded.

Xue Qianhong was so excited that she almost jumped up from her seat!

She still remembers this voice vividly, isn't this the blue-haired boy who crushed her and Chitian with his strength?

It turns out that his name is Mo Wanci, and his name Qianhong is fair to her, and together they are simply up and down!

"Brother Wanci, I just want to learn swordsmanship from others, can you not use other techniques?" Her eyes purred, and she smiled goldenly.

At this moment, Mo Wanci suddenly felt that there was a golden sunflower blooming in front of him, and in the face of such a smiling face, let alone using only swordsmanship, even if he was allowed to stand still and be beaten motionless, he would not be able to say a word.

"Good! Let's learn swordsmanship. "His attitude is extremely gentle, and it is like a spring breeze.

Sima Jun, who was watching the excitement in the audience, was about to collapse his eyes, was this still the black-bellied and ruthless Mo Wanci he knew? When did he speak so well? And the attitude is still so warm?

They've been playing together since they wore open crotch pants, and he's never gotten anything like that before.

"Ahhh You are a lewd pervert who wants to attack such a young girl?! From now on, I will break off my friendship with you! Sima Jun covered his face, for fear that when he turned around, Mo Wanci would not be able to contain the fire here, and the matter of molesting the young girl would be exposed, and he would not be able to afford to lose this person at that time.

The two of them on the stage had already played a sword light, and Mo Wanci did not do his best, but the little girl's swordsmanship did exceed his expectations, and many moves were not for his high level of fighting spirit and crushing her with cultivation, he was very likely to be defeated by her tricks.

Of course, he didn't dare to use his killing moves, as soon as those tricks came out, there were no living people left under the sword, and he was reluctant to hurt the little girl a little.

Even if it was an ordinary move, he tried not to use all his strength, for fear that he would accidentally lose his sword move and scratch her.