"You girl, what nonsense are you talking about? In the ring competition, each shows his magical powers, and it is clear that Li Yun's skills are inferior to others. Beside Li Xuan, Zhong Liquan, who was standing with a pu fan in his hand, sneered at each other.

Behind Li Xuan and Zhong Liquan, they were the remaining six of the Eight Immortals of Huadu.

"Hehe!" Liu Xiaoxiao smiled coldly and said, "What, you still want to bully more and less?"

The words fell!

Whoosh!

In the flickering of figures, Zhao Yuexin, Ye Xin, Fang Huanyu, Ma Jun and other disciples of the fifth class of freshmen jumped into the ring one by one and stood behind Liu Xiaoxiao, looking afraid that she would suffer.

"Don't... Don't fight!" At this time, under the healing of Li Xuan's powerful spiritual power cultivation, Zhang Guo finally woke up from his coma and said intermittently: "Yes... I'm sorry! I can't control myself!"

After such an explanation, Liu Xiaoxiao noticed that the red light in Zhang Guo's eyes had all dissipated, and his whole person, although he was sober, was soft and had no strength. If it weren't for the support of Li Xuan's powerful spiritual power, I was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground now!

This scene was very similar to the scene after she released her supernormal energy when she was in the ninth-level trial area, and if there was really any uncontrolled power in his body, it was not impossible.

Therefore, this explanation is also quite reasonable.

"Senior Brother Li, it's me... It's because I'm not as good as others, it's because I've lost!" Zhang Guo gasped and said with great difficulty.

"Hmph!" At this time, Li Yun had already woken up.

In fact, the moment he saw Liu Xiaoxiao's petite body in red, he hesitated for a moment. From the beginning of Dabi to the present, he has always regarded Liu Xiaoxiao as the biggest competitor, but he really didn't expect that at such a time of crisis, it would be this little woman who he regarded as an enemy.

For a moment, his heart, which had always been as calm as water, actually beat slightly.

Being framed by Liu Xiaoxiao's petite body, smelling the unique fragrance on her body, his disordered mood has been well regulated.

But in the face of Zhang Guo's apology and admitting defeat, he didn't buy it at all, didn't say a word, only snorted coldly.

"Freshman class, Zhang Guosheng!"

Although Zhang Guo finally admitted defeat, it was Li Yun who fell into the ring first, and according to the rules of the competition, the referee could only rule that Zhang Guo had won.

For such a result, the first class of freshmen was naturally jubilant, and the fifth class of freshmen was naturally indignant. But the result is already like this, and no one can change it. The disciples of the fifth class of freshmen can only pin their last hope on Liu Xiaoxiao.

Although Liu Xiaoxiao had a bye several times, he finally defeated Hua Tingyu, who was also one of the top thirteen, showing amazing strength and becoming famous in the fifth class. And Lan Xue, step by step, steadily entered the top seven, and she is also incomparably strong, with transcendent strength and luck.

On the first ring, Lan Xue, who was dressed in purple, held a blood-colored sword more than one meter long, she smiled slightly, bowed to Yingying, showed a respectful look, and said softly: "Disciple Lan Xue, take the liberty to ask Uncle Liu, I know that I am not my uncle's opponent, but it is also Lan Xue's honor to have the honor to fight with my uncle, and I ask my uncle to give me advice!"

I don't know why, at the moment, this Lan Xue is clearly respectful and respectful, and her posture is very low, but Liu Xiaoxiao just can't raise half a good impression of her, she only feels that her every move, every word and deed, is so pretentious, the legendary green tea, probably that's it.

"I won't show mercy!" Liu Xiaoxiao smiled coldly, not giving her the slightest good look.

"I can't ask for it!" Lan Xue bowed again, showing a respectful look.

Her delicate and contrived posture ignited the nameless fire in Liu Xiaoxiao's heart even more, Liu Xiaoxiao no longer hesitated, took out a hundred refined steel long sword from the storage space, and stood quietly in the corner of the ring, waiting for Lan Xue to take the lead.

After all, Lan Xue had already put her posture so low, if Liu Xiaoxiao made the first move, it would not look good.

Lan Xue also seemed to be a little self-aware, knowing that she was not Liu Xiaoxiao's opponent, and she was not polite, she took the lead, and she used a set of extremely long and poisonous sword styles.

One move and one style, like a poisonous snake Turui, on the first ring, in an instant, the sword light rolled, and it was born and extinguished.

The battle between the two equally stunning girls, who are also fire-based warriors, made the environment within a radius of 100 meters of the entire first ring covered with a rich scorching atmosphere, and time seemed to suddenly come from the cold winter to the middle of summer.

The onlookers felt that it was scorching hot, and the sweat of the beans poured down like rain.

Liu Xiaoxiao showed no mercy, after a whole night of cultivation last night, she finally cultivated the spatial aura to the realm of a third-order warrior, and achieved a two-vein third-order warrior.

Mo said that Lan Xue was less than the cultivation level of a fifth-order warrior, even if it was a seventh-order warrior, Liu Xiaoxiao was also disdainful.

In today's battle, because of Lan Xue's hypocrisy, Liu Xiaoxiao finally chose the strongest sword style he has mastered now.

After this period of cultivation, Liu Xiaoxiao finally mastered the Qianli Yiye Red Seven Seven Forty-Nine Style, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that Qianli Yiye Hong, if she cultivates to the extreme, is naturally a thousand miles of a sword, and a sword seals the throat.

However, if one of the moves is taken apart, it is an extremely interesting sword style, which can achieve the effect of the point to the end.

Liu Xiaoxiao began to perform the red sword style after the transformation without hesitation, and on the first ring, it was instantly covered with layers of pictures like blood-stained rivers!

As Liu Xiaoxiao waved the long sword in his hand again and again, in the air, fireballs the size of fists were born out of thin air, and after seven or forty-nine swings, a full thirty fist-sized fireballs had been condensed in the space.

These small fireballs, like red elves, kept flying around the long sword, shouting, and finally all of them approached Lan Xue's purple-clothed figure.

Lan Xue fingered the blood-colored long sword, and the purple-clothed figure kept tumbling and jumping in the thirty fist-sized fireballs, and in the center of the fireballs, there was a miserable cry like babbling ghosts and wolf howls.

After an hour of incense, with a metallic hiss of "Qiang", the two people who were entangled together at the speed of light on the ring were finally completely separated.

Liu Xiaoxiao was dressed in peerless red, standing with a sword, with perfect lines, under the sunlight, it was like the first mortal dust of the Nine Heavens Fairy.

On the opposite side of her was Lan Xue, who was in ragged clothes, almost revealing the innermost peach-colored belly pocket.