The next day, when I arrived at the school, the White Tiger and the Vermilion Bird had already gathered, and when the stands were seated one by one, the game began.

Twelve stood under the stands with a small milk bag, Rui Wang was late, followed by a large group of saber guards, like the stars holding the moon, a face was so gloomy that he could wring out water, Qiu Lou swept back and forth, and muttered: "Why didn't you see that woman?"

Indeed, the little girl who has always been inseparable from King Rui is actually absent?

How could she not be on such an important occasion?

King Rui came over steadily, Yin Owl's gaze swept over twelve, Zuihou looked at the Qinglong Emperor above the stands, and arched his hand: "Bixia, there is a player in my country who is unwell and feels a little cold, she can't be there for today's competition, and I hope Bixia Haihan, don't blame." ”

The sound mixed with vindictiveness resounded in the sky.

The Qinglong Emperor didn't think too much about it, just bowed slightly, and took over the matter.

"Wind cold?" Qiu Lou pursed his mouth, "That woman was still in good spirits two days ago, but today she is actually ill? ”

However, this kind of trivial matter has nothing to do with them, this pre-game episode did not attract too many people's attention, the Xuanwu Continent is such a cruel shijie, want to get people's attention, unless you are a strong person! Otherwise, it will be like an ant on the ground, whether it is life or death, it is difficult to arouse the pity of others.

Who cares about the life and death of an ant?

When the eunuch stepped into the ring, there was only the sound of the wind whistling in the school field, and the twelve handed the small milk bag to Lan Xin's arms, slightly calmed down the fierce fighting spirit in his chest, kicked his legs on the ground, and his figure was like a ghost, jumping into the ring, and there were seven people competing with her today, all of whom were martial artists between the seventh and eighth orders, without exception.

Her eyebrows were lightly raised, her cold figure was isolated between heaven and earth, it was too troublesome to fight one by one, her thin lips were slightly upturned, and she looked in the direction of Suzaku and the White Tiger, "Let's go together!"

The three words were concise and concise, but everyone exclaimed.

"She's crazy?"

"It's really rampant!"

"It's just no one!"

......

In the stands, there was a sensation, no one expected that twelve times to say such things in public, one against seven? Who did she think she was? Even if it was a martial artist, with one enemy and seven, I am afraid that she would have to weigh her own ability.

Twelve pairs of people above and below, there was a pride between her eyebrows, she knew that one pair of seven, for her, it was simply pushing herself to a dead end, but only in this way could she become stronger!

"Sima Ruyi, what do you think you are?" A young man beside Bai Zixu trembled with anger, pointed his finger at Twelve, and asked angrily.

She clearly doesn't take them seriously!

"Ruyi......" Qiu Lou called worriedly.

"Miss!" Lan Xin was even more anxious to break out in a dense sweat, Miss is looking for death! As the so-called two fists are hard to defeat four hands, how could she leave these seven people safely? Even if she wins, I'm afraid it will be a miserable victory!

Twelve didn't seem to see their surprise, still had that cold expression, unaware of how shocking his words were, dressed in a black robe, his figure stood proudly in the world, "Up, or not?"

To fight or not to fight?

Bai Zixu smiled bitterly, he found that he had never understood this woman's thoughts, he could win one-on-one, but he wanted to provoke the opponent, and he wanted them to attack in groups, wouldn't she be afraid of being hurt?

Isn't Twelve afraid?

She is really not afraid! One-on-one, she can directly kill everyone in the audience in seconds, so what is the point of her coming to participate in the four-nation competition? Since she is destined to be unable to keep a low profile, she is so high-profile that no one can ignore her existence! There is no end to it, so she will force herself into a dead end!

"Okay! Teach Your Excellency a trick!" The young man who spoke first flew into the ring first, followed by the three women of the Vermilion Bird Country, Bai Zixu could only hang his head and smile bitterly when he saw this, his legs seemed to weigh a thousand gold, and he couldn't take a step at all.

"Third prince?" a guard whispered behind him.

The eyes of the seven people on the stage all fell on him, and in front of everyone's eyes, except for the battle, Bai Zixu had no way to retreat at all!

The smile at the corner of his mouth has leveled out for some time, and his eyebrows are dyed with a bit of bitterness, he glanced at Twelve fixedly, and his heart was full of emotion, Zuihou finally turned into a long sigh, and his figure jumped into the ring, isolated in front of the six, and looked at the twelve Yaoyao, and arched his hand slightly: "Miss Sima, one against seven, even if we win, we will not win, if not, it is still ......"

"No need," Twelve didn't even wait for him to finish, he interrupted his words in a cold voice, his sleeve robe waved lightly, and the coercion belonging to the third order of Wuzun under his feet spread out in all directions, domineering and strong, making people breathe uneasily, like a boulder, pressing on everyone's hearts, and even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.

Strong!

Only when facing her head-on, can you feel the feeling of oppression that is almost suffocating!

Is this what she's really capable of?

Bai Zixu and the others glanced at each other, and there was a layer of solemnity in their eyes, if just now, they still had the contempt of relying on the crowd, then now, the situation is beyond them, this woman in front of them is definitely a master!

Everyone took out their weapons one after another, short knives, daggers, long whips, hammers, soft swords, and the cold weapons reflected the twelve arrogant black figures, and the two sides faced each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and solemn!

Only the wind howled, rolling up the loess on the ground and flying.

Qiu Lou was so nervous that a cold sweat oozed from his back, "Ruyi ......"

She'll be victorious, won't she?

Definitely!

The five fingers tightened, and the eyes became trusting and firm again!

King Rui snorted coldly, and looked at the lonely twelve in the ring with disdain: "Arrogance!"

Thinking that she alone could defeat seven martial artists? Thinking that she was a martial artist and could do whatever she wanted?

Hmph!

But......

His eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile, and when they were defeated, he would come to reap the benefits of the fisherman!

He didn't believe that in the siege of seven people, Twelve still had the ability to get out!

Not only him, but few people present believed that Twelve would be able to get out safely, even if he didn't die, serious injuries were certain!

There are probably only three of them tomorrow night, and they have 100% trust in Twelve, believing that she can handle all this.

The two sides were at a stalemate, Twelve narrowed his eyes dangerously, waiting for the other party to move first, as long as they moved, there would be a flaw!

Who can come to participate in the Four Nations Competition, who is not experienced in a hundred battles? How can you not know this truth? At the seven pairs of vigilant and solemn eyes, the twelve hearts jumped, and the corners of the mouth slipped a bloodthirsty arc, so it is interesting, if you win easily, what is the point?

His hands reached into his riding boots, and he gripped two sharp daggers in his hands, the blades reflecting a cold halo in the sunlight.

Hunting in black, with fluttering black hair, a pair of deep black eyes, flashing with a cold luster, the person she was targeting even had the illusion of being watched by death, I don't know who was the first to swallow, in this almost static space, the swallowing sound was amplified countless times.

The atmosphere was stale, and cold sweat climbed onto the foreheads of the seven people, even if it was a pair of seven, they still felt the huge pressure from the seemingly thin girl in front of them!

Do you want to be so scary?

It's just coercion, and it has to be in line with the fighting spirit of the seven of them to barely resist it, is she a human being?

This thought came to the mind of almost everyone, what is taboo to do in battle? Cowardice before fighting! Just in terms of momentum, they have already lost three points, who is twelve? She is an agent who has survived from the pile of dead, and there is almost nothing in this world that can make her afraid, let alone seven people, even if it is one to hundred, she has also faced it, such a formation, compared to that time, it is definitely pediatric!

As soon as the dagger turned, Twelve was just about to make a move, but unexpectedly, above the sky, a terrifying coercion shrouded it straight, and everywhere they went, everyone only felt that their hearts were heavy, and they staggered, and their bodies shook unconsciously.

What is it?

What a terrible coercion!

The commotion in the stands suddenly began, and several civil officials could no longer resist it, and fainted one after another, and Emperor Qinglong spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the blood in his body boiled.

People who are not full of vindictive spirit are either unconscious or kneeling on the ground, and those with low strength can't bear it, their eyes are white, and their faces are pale.

Who's coming!?

Twelve's hard luck and fighting spirit, her whole body was shrouded in a faint golden halo, and she was barely able to stand upright, but she could only do this, and she could not kneel to the ground like the seven people opposite, which was already her limit, gritting her teeth, the dagger clanged and fell to the ground, her hands supported her knees, she looked up with difficulty, looked at the sky, and saw that under the layers of clouds, a fire phoenix that covered the sky and the sun fluttered its colorful wings, hovering in the air, above the phoenix, was a sedan chair, the sedan curtain was a delicate golden fire phoenix pattern, and two red lanterns were hung on both sides, pastedThe word "Xuannu".

On both sides of the sedan chair, there are three young girls, all dressed in white gauze skirts, with graceful postures, scarves on their faces, full of charm, and a bit of mystery, which makes people can't help but want to dig and explore.

What a big formation!

There was a hint of sarcasm in Twelve's eyes, and she had already guessed who it was.

Dare to appear with such pomp at the top of the palace, dare to paste the word Xuannu on the lantern, who else can there be besides the Xuannu Palace?

It's not good......

She pursed her lips tightly, her arms stiffened with the strength of her knees, and she struggled to stand firmly, obviously under this pressing pressure, the muscles in her body were already clamouring to collapse, shouting and shattering, but in addition to stubbornness, there was only stubbornness on the twelve faces!

Want to use coercion to force her to kneel?

No way!

She doesn't kneel to the sky or the ground, how can she bend her knees in a mere Xuannu Palace?

With the strength of the first order and the third order of martial venerable, it is not a miracle to resist the coercion from the peak of the tenth order of martial venerable!

A crisp chirp came out of the phoenix's mouth, mixed with the amazing magic power of the demonic beast, stabbing people dizzy and their limbs weak!

The cry was like a magic sound, stimulating people's auditory nerves one by one, and many people covered their ears and rolled on the ground and wailed, even the few contestants were in pain at the moment.

This is the Xuannu Palace!

This is the existence located at the top of the Xuanwu Continent!

They didn't even see each other's faces, they had already lost the strength to resist, screams, wails, kept ringing in their ears, cold sweat fell quietly down Twelve's cold cheeks, on the floor of the ring, splashed countless splashes, her cold eyes looked up, and there was a pride between her eyebrows, which became more and more profound!

The muscles all over her body were tense, she didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, this kind of pressure, except for the first time when she saw Sima Xiong when she crossed over, no! To be precise, it was even more suffocating than at that time!

When did Twelve ever be restrained like this? It was as if the strength in the body had been drained, the limbs were fixed, and they could not move, only a pair of deep and bright eyes, flashing with stubbornness and the light of not admitting defeat!