“……”

Including Sang Jia, everyone's expressions became a little strange when they saw this scene.

Even the monk who knew her identity as a little Heavenly Master couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

Can such a sick seedling really win the competition?

Inside the tournament arena.

Sang Jia was silent for a moment, no longer talking nonsense, her eyes were slightly condensed, and the whole person burst out with a powerful momentum, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other side.

Mu Rou gradually eased up, raised her eyes to look ahead, her expression was as gentle as ever, her pink lips opened lightly, and she had words.

A few breaths later.

Her previously pale face became ruddy, and at first glance, her complexion was no different from that of ordinary people.

Meanwhile.

Sanga, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared in front of her and threw a heavy punch.

Boom!

I heard only a bang.

With unstoppable power, the fist smashed straight into Mu Rou's face.

No doubt.

If this punch hits, Mu Rou, who is weak, is afraid that she will die on the spot!

"Alas......"

On the shore, when the onlookers saw this scene, they sighed one after another, and they couldn't bear to look at it again.

Ren Pingsheng, Jiang Chuyue, and Xiao Rongxue's hearts also raised their throats, and their faces were extremely solemn.

Boom!

Another explosion.

The originally expected picture of Mu Rou's death did not appear.

Instead, the majestic Sang Jia flew out upside down and slammed into the ground.

"What's going on!"

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths slightly open, and their faces were incredulous.

The next second.

Someone found something and exclaimed, "Look! What is that! ”

Everyone was slightly stunned and looked up.

saw that behind Mu Rou, I don't know when, a humanoid phantom appeared.

The humanoid phantom was about a hundred feet tall and huge.

Plump and burly, with big ears and round eyes, a beard like a halberd, a bun on the top, and a glaive crown.

Although it is unkempt, it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The onlookers looked at the phantom in amazement, and their hearts rose in awe for no reason.

Even Mu Rou, who was originally ordinary and weak, became solemn and majestic in their eyes at this moment.

In fact.

Inside the tournament arena.

The pressure on Sangjia is a hundred, or even a thousand, times greater than that of the onlookers.

Now.

Facing Mu Rou and the phantom behind her.

Sanga felt like an ant, and the other party could pinch him to death at will.

The only remaining intellect told him that these were delusions.

The other party is indeed powerful, but not so powerful that it is unmatched.

As long as you go all out, you can completely delay some time and wear down the strength of the other party.

That's it.

He regained his fighting spirit and told himself: "Don't be afraid! ”

Adjust your status.

He urged the aura of his whole body and disappeared in place again.

Off-site.

The crowd quickly realized his intentions and said in a deep voice, "He wants to stall for time. ”

Inside the field.

Mu Rou can naturally see it.

It's just that her expression hasn't changed in the slightest, and she is as peaceful as ever.

The good-looking eyes looked in a certain direction and waved his hand gently.

Suddenly.

An incomparably powerful force swept in that direction!

Bang!

All I heard was a muffled sound.

Sang Jia showed her body and flew out upside down, until she hit the aura enchantment of the martial arts arena before stopping.

"Poof—"

He fell to the ground, clutched his chest, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Struggling to get up, he found himself unable to move.

Dozens of steps away.

Mu Rou looked at him calmly and waved her hand again.

Sang Jia was pushed out of the arena by an invisible force.

Crush!

Real crushing!

Including Ren Pingsheng, everyone looked at Mu Rou in the competition arena in a daze, and they were all dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

To know.

The first three matches, even the fastest one, took four rounds.

And Mu Rou just waved her hand lightly and settled the battle.

This moment.

Everyone really understands what it means to be effortless.

After a brief silence.

The shore erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Good! Well played! ”

"With Miss Mu here, we have won this competition!"

"Miss Mu is mighty!"

There was a cheer.

Only Ren Pingsheng's face was still solemn.

Because he can feel it.

The monstrous momentum of the little heavenly master is constantly declining.

In other words.

Her near-invincible form couldn't last long.

The other side.

The demon clan also realized this.

The third one was not fielded for a long time.

Apparently trying to stall for time.

But this is within the scope of the rules, Ren Pingsheng felt annoyed, and there was nothing he could do.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The demon clan still hasn't sent anyone to play.

Now.

Even the people on the shore sensed that something was wrong and scolded loudly: "What the son of a bitch! Why don't you play yet, is it possible that you are afraid of being beaten? If you're scared, go home and find your mother, don't be embarrassed here! ”

"A beast is a beast, even if you are lucky enough to become a fine, you can't get on the stage!"

"A group of cowards, seeing that they can't beat it, they become shrunken turtles, which are worse than my dogs!"

The people shouted insults.

The voice reached the ears of the demons.

Many demons blushed and their eyes widened with anger.

It's just that the big demon nine babies didn't speak, and none of them dared to make a mistake.

After half a stick of incense.

The stipulated time ends.

Jiu Ying finally spoke: "Go ahead." ”

"Yes!"

A charmingly dressed banshee, twisting her body, walked to the arena.

Almost at the same time.

The melodious sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"In the fifth competition, the demon clan Yanyun played against Da Zhou Murou!"

The voice fell.

A banshee named Yan Yun walked into the arena.

thought that she would be like the few people who played before, and after standing still, she would put a few cruel words first.

But I didn't expect it.

The moment she stepped into the ground, she went into hiding.

Even before the onlookers could see what was happening, she had already disappeared.

It's so fast, it's staggering.

Before a few people.

The people who are also five-rank cultivators can also perceive their approximate location with their powerful five senses.

But this one, everyone tried their best, and they couldn't see it.

Only Ren Pingsheng looked at the sky and said in a low voice: "She is above the southwest side." ”

Side.

Jiang Chuyue and Xiao Rongxue listened, and subconsciously raised their eyes to look at the sky, but still found nothing.

In the jousting arena.

Mu Rou seemed to have a good relationship with Ren Pingsheng, and looked at the sky at the same time.

With a flat expression, he waved his sleeves slightly.

Rumble!

A monstrous momentum envelops the entire space.

The unrivaled power swept away again.

This moment.

Yan Yun deeply realized what it means to be desperate.

Bang!

She fell from mid-air and slammed into the ground, sending up a puff of smoke.

Opposite side.

Mu Rou didn't pause, and waved her hand again.

The invisible force directly pushed her out of the martial arts arena.

It's another crushing victory!

From the beginning to the end of the competition, together, I'm afraid that even half a stick of incense is still far behind!

When the onlookers saw this scene, they boiled again.

In the carnival.

A monk who maintained his rationality said in a deep voice: "The momentum of the little heavenly master is getting weaker and weaker, I am afraid that if I can't hold out for a few battles, I will be beaten back to my original form." ”

Someone next to him answered: "After that Yan Yun came on the field, although she has been dodging, she has also completed a breakthrough like the previous two demons and advanced to the fourth grade."

In this way, the next six demon clans will all be promoted to the fourth grade.

Once the little heavenly master is gone, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose. ”

In the midst of discussions.

The demon clan still stalled unhurriedly.

It wasn't until the last moment that a demon clan was sent into the field.

After he came on the field, like Yan Yun, he dodged and broke through at the same time, delaying time as much as possible.

Compared to before.

Mu Rou's speed to defeat him was also a little slower, and it took a full stick of incense.

After the sixth match.

Another long wait.

Dragged until the last moment.

The fifth demon clan came on the field.

And then the sixth.

The seventh.

Watching Mu Rou defeat one demon clan after another.

The atmosphere on the East Coast is at its peak.

Even Xiao Rongxue felt relieved.

Only Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "She can't stay in it anymore." ”

Xiao Rongxue was slightly stunned and replied: "I think she looks okay, not like she is exhausted." ”

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice sound.

"In the tenth game, Ye Xuan of the Demon Clan played against Da Zhou Murou."

Ye Xuan......

Hear the name.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes condensed slightly.

He originally thought that Ye Xuan's strength, if he could advance to the fourth grade, would be enough to make the finale.

Unexpectedly, he was only the penultimate place.

In other words, the finale came out on the other hand.

If it was this competition, the little heavenly master would not be able to solve the battle with the power of thunder.

That last person is very likely to become their insurmountable heaven!

A burst of cranky thoughts.

The competition has begun.

It's the same as the seven demon clans that played before.

After Ye Xuan entered the martial arts arena, his momentum began to rise, and he completed a breakthrough in just a few breaths and advanced to the fourth grade.

With a pair of sharp eyes, he stared at Mu Rou not far away, and the muscles in his whole body were tense, keeping him focused at all times.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, he is like the arrogant appearance when he provoked on Sajin Street!

"So that's what he's going all in."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Ye Xuan with a solemn face.

He could feel it.

For Mu Rou, who is about to run out, Ye Xuan will be a big trouble.

And that's exactly what happened.

After the start of the competition.

Mu Rou did not take the initiative to attack as before, but stood quietly, waiting for Ye Xuan to reveal his flaws first.

Ye Xuan also didn't make a move, staying vigilant and delaying time.

In the blink of an eye, the time of half a stick of incense passed.

Mu Rou realized that the ancestor Yingling was about to leave, and she couldn't bear it anymore and took the initiative to attack.

With one hand, he turned into a fist and swung at Ye Xuan.

The huge phantom behind him followed and made the same move.

The fist wind roared, rolled up the dirt on the ground, and rushed towards Ye Xuan with an unrivaled momentum.

Ye Xuan didn't dare to be careless, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he dodged.

Just a stick of incense in time.

Mu Rou launched five attacks in a row.

They were all dodged by Ye Xuan.

When the onlookers saw this scene, their excited expressions froze on their faces, and they became worried one by one.

"What's the matter with Miss Mu, why haven't you defeated that Ye Xuan yet?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that one named Ye Xuan was just defeated by the prince of Zhenbei some time ago, and Miss Mu should be able to win him!"

"You can't lose this one, do you?"

There was a lot of talk on the shore.

Inside the tournament arena.

The situation is becoming clearer.

The Little Heavenly Master still has the upper hand!

The monstrous momentum swept through the venue like a tide.

Ye Xuan mobilized the aura of his whole body, wanting to resist, but the result was in vain.

After a stick of incense.

Ye Xuan, who turned into a tiger, could no longer support it, spat blood from his mouth, and collapsed to the ground.

Almost at the same time.

The phantom behind Mu Rou dissipated into nothing like a bubble.

"Poof—"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her ruddy face was extremely pale to the naked eye, as if there was no blood at all.

The whole person once again returned to the original appearance of the sick seedling.

This competition.

Although Mu Rou won, she also overdrew the power of the Heroic Spirit of the Ancestor of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and she couldn't continue to the next game.

With both exits.

There was a deathly silence on the shore.

Everyone looked at Mu Rou who collapsed in the arms of the prince of Zhenbei in a daze, and was in a trance.

Subsequently, there was some uneasiness.

Miss Mu, who seemed to be a god descending to earth, actually fell.

"The demon clan is so powerful, they will break through on the field, without Miss Mu, what will happen next!"

"That's it, the rest of these people, although they are the Tianjiao of our Great Zhou, but after all, they are only five products, how can they win against four products."

Everyone looked at each other and talked about it.

That's when it happened.

Someone said: "There is only one demon clan left, and there are still five people left in our Great Zhou, even if they grind, they can win!" ”

Only then did everyone react, and only one of the demon clan was left who had not yet appeared.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there is a big gap between the fifth and fourth grades in terms of strength.

But five against one, the winning chance is still very large.

That's it.

Everyone smiled again, and their eyes were full of anticipation as they looked at the arena.

It seems that this competition has been won.

Right now.

The familiar voice sounded again.

"In the eleventh game, the demon clan Mo Qian played against the Great Zhou Jiang Chuyue."

Ren Pingsheng held Mu Rou's waist with one hand and stabilized her figure.

Holding her wrist with one hand, he used his own aura to nourish her meridians.

Hear the sound that the competition is about to start.

Raising his eyes to look at Jiang Chuyue's back, he solemnly advised: "Do your best, don't ......"

The words are not finished yet.

I saw Jiang Chuyue turn around, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and smiled: "Don't worry, the prince hasn't played enough, and he is reluctant to die." ”

“……”

Ren Pingsheng always felt that it was a little strange for her to stare at herself and say such things.

But he didn't say anything more, just nodded.

The other side.

The banshee, with a bewitching posture and a charming temperament, twisted her waist and entered the martial arts arena.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared directly at Jiang Chuyue opposite, her red lips opened lightly, and she said with a smile: "I will go back and bring a message to Ren Pingsheng later, this seat has been cultivating recently, and there is a lack of a Ding furnace, although his figure is weaker, but his appearance is handsome, and he is even worthy of this seat."

If he is willing to make a three-day furnace for this seat, this seat will spare the lives of his little concubine and those two fox friends.

If he doesn't want to, I'll kill them. ”

“……”

When Jiang Chuyue heard this, she was slightly stunned.

Then anger rose in my heart, and I felt that something of my own was tainted by the bad woman in front of me.

After a moment of silence.

She glanced Mo Qian up and down, pretended to be weak, and said pitifully: "Since my sister has spoken, people must tell the world."

It's just that with people's understanding of the son, a bewitching slut like my sister, no matter how much she scratches her head and makes a gesture, the prince can't look down on it......

Using the son of the world to make a Ding furnace, I'm afraid it will disturb my sister's Yaxing. ”

(End of chapter)