"The court guard of the Kyushu Holy See, what is it? In the Kyushu Holy See, the really powerful ones are the divine guards, and the court guards are just some children with better qualifications. ”

A faint voice sounded from the crowd, it was Hong Wencheng, the patriarch of the Hong family, he slowly stood up and said respectfully to Xia Changhe: "Prime Minister Xia, let us Xia and Hong continue to hold the gold and silver battle flags for a hundred years, how about it?"

"Haha, that's good!"

Xia Changhe laughed twice, and for a while, his heart was full of pride.

He looked at Xuanlan in the crowd from a distance, but there was a faint trace of disdain in his eyes.

The court guard of the Holy See in Kyushu, so what?

Compete for dominance in the arena.

The race between the gold and silver fields continues.

Because of Xia Birou's amazing performance, at this time, almost everyone's eyes on the entire arena were focused on the golden arena.

Three moves, Meng Chao was defeated strongly, and Xia Birou's limelight was undoubtedly extremely prosperous.

According to the rules of the game, those who must win five games in a row must be eligible to advance to the finals, so after defeating Meng Chao, she stayed in the court and continued to accept the challenge of "Zhanzi".

Holding a domineering blood-colored sword, she stood quietly in the center of the golden arena, full of spirit and high fighting spirit.

Looking at the silver-robed young man standing there quietly, for a while, many other "warriors" inevitably harbored a touch of fear in their hearts.

This Xia Birou is really too powerful!

Of course, the game can't stop there.

"Xia Birou, I'll fight you!"

A cold drink rang out from the crowd.

The next moment, I saw a huge figure, rushing through the air, and slowly landing in front of Xia Birou about ten zhang.

Everyone present looked at it and saw that the challenger was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a black robe, and his figure was unusually tall, comparable to Pu Qimai, the head of the "10 Great Court Guards" of the Holy See in Kyushu, and it was extremely difficult to find someone with such a tall figure in the Hongmeng Continent.

"Return to the Academy, Ling Xue!"

The black-robed man reported his own force and name.

He didn't have any weapons, he just went into battle with his bare hands.

"You are a little stronger than Meng Chao, but if you want to compete for the golden battle flag, you are still far from qualified!"

With one hand, Xia Birou slowly raised her domineering blood-colored battle sword, pointing far ahead, Ling Xue from Gui Shen Academy, her eyes were burning with crazy battle intent.

The corners of Ling Xue's mouth twitched obviously, and said, "Xia Birou, I know that you are very strong, but I can't give up the Golden Battle Banner because of this, I will fight with all my might!"

War!

There is no superfluous nonsense, and the two of them are fighting together.

"Ping Pong!"

As the two of them fought, waves of tremendous energy opened up and slammed into the surroundings, like huge ripples in circles.

Qin Yi urged his left hand and entered the ethereal state again, carefully observing the battle between the two.

Indeed, as Xia Birou said, this Ling Xue is a little stronger than the previous Meng Chao, and the martial arts he has displayed are somewhat peculiar, using both fists and palms, and between fists and palms, they change freely.

When he throws his palm, his attacks are more dexterous, and when he throws punches, he is more masculine.

And Xia Birou is still using her "Qiankun Tu" to fight, there is no doubt that this is her major martial arts, and this is an extremely advanced swordsmanship.

What's more important is that she has cultivated this sword technique to the realm of Great Perfection.

Xia Birou's age is not very large, similar to Xuanlan and Xiao Yan, but she can cultivate such a clever swordsmanship to the realm of perfection, which shows her potential, but it is quite rare.

"Qiankun Tu First Style-Wind Style!"

"Qiankun Tu Second Style - Breaking Waves!"

"Qiankun Tu Third Form - Psychedelic Style!"

"Peng!"

As Xia Birou unleashed the third type of psychedelic style of "Qiankun Tu", Ling Xue fell to the ground, and her body was the same as Meng Chao in the previous game, with hundreds of sword wounds, and the whole person became a bloody person, which looked quite tragic.

"Ling Xue, you, defeated!"

Xia Birou raised her sword, pointed at Ling Xue on the ground, and said coldly.

Well?

This Ling Xue from the Gui Theological Academy was defeated by Xia Birou's third form again!

Everyone watching the battle around opened their mouths in astonishment.

Even Qin Yi in the crowd was slightly stunned, and he had to admit that this Xia Birou was indeed a little amazing.

"I'm going to fight you!"

Soon, another challenger rushed to the golden field.

This challenger is a middle-aged woman, wearing a blue robe, which is not very beautiful, but it is very charming, and her appearance makes many males present, their eyes are bright, and their eyes are uncontrollably swept on their concave and convex figures.

"Songyun Pavilion, Gonghui Qinguo!"

The middle-aged woman reported her own force and her name.

"Your strength is a little stronger than Ling Xue. ”

Xia Birou said lightly, her voice was extremely soft and beautiful, but her handsome face was full of murderous intent.

War!

There was still no superfluous nonsense, and the two quickly fought.

"Qiankun Tu First Style-Wind Style!"

"Qiankun Tu Second Style - Breaking Waves!"

"Qiankun Tu Third Form - Psychedelic Style!"

"Peng!"

As Xia Birou unleashed the third type of psychedelic style of "Qiankun Tu", Gonghui Qinguo fell to the ground, her body was the same as Ling Xue in the previous game, with hundreds of sword wounds, and the clothes on her body were tattered, revealing large patches of snow-like skin.

However, at this time, the eyes of the males present no longer had the heart to appreciate the delicate body of Gonghui Qinguo, who lured people to death and did not pay for their lives.

The whole field was so quiet that it was almost audible.

All the people present opened their mouths in astonishment.

This Gonghui Qinguo from Gui Shen Academy was defeated by Xia Birou's third form again!

Xia Birou's third psychedelic style is like an unbridgeable chasm, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will fall on this style.

This scene is as unreal as a dream.

After a quiet moment on the field, there was an uproar, everyone present was in the middle of the field, holding a blood-colored sword, standing there proudly, casting an incredible gaze, for a while, I only felt that this girl was the god of war who came here from the ancient years, not the god of war, only to bow and worship!

Xia Birou always stood there quietly, waiting for the next challenger, calmly accepting the adoring gaze of everyone.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com