Sima Jun became more and more desperate the more he looked offstage, he was most familiar with Mo Wanci's tricks, he was obviously releasing water on the stage at the moment, and he didn't need any killing moves, where is this a challenge, it was clearly looking for an opportunity to get close to the little girl, brush up on her sense of existence, and bewitch her by the way.

Since leaving Ji Qingtian, Xue Qianhong has never encountered such a difficult opponent, if the ice dragon of Mo Wanci relied on cultivation and magic to crush her before, then now he is almost relying on swordsmanship alone to crush her.

It's easy to get promoted, seeing that the sky is about to dawn, Grand Master Huo Nanli said that after the rooster sings three times, even if the challenge is over, the one who remains on the stage at that time will be the final winner, and then she will be able to get the battle puppet she has been dreaming of for a long time.

Mo Wanci struggled and found that the little girl's face was becoming more and more ugly, and her small mouth was pouting, as if she could cry in the next second.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the little girl was only ten years old, and she might really cry if she lost the game!

In fact, he really misunderstood, Xue Qianhong is actually thirteen years old in this world, just because she is petite, according to the height of the Turan Continent, she is about the same as a ten-year-old girl.

Of course, thirteen years old is still very young, after all, Mo Wanci is already eighteen years old.

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.