That being the case—

"Soul Eater. ”

In her soft call, the Spirit Devouring Whip in her hand instantly swayed and emitted a burst of roaring, and immediately the purple light was sheng, and it expanded into the air in an instant, and a broken purple electricity seemed to be chiseled out of the thick clouds and blue sky, and the powerful momentum of the sky caused the heavens and the earth to change color, and everyone outside the Nine Heavens Ring was affected by this breath, and the moment of silence was followed by the boiling noise in the sky.

"Obey your call, my master. When the quiet ethereal voice sounded, Sang Wushi's ghostly red shadow had already disappeared in place, soaring into the air, and his wind-strong face was cold and indifferent. From the beginning to the end, she never thought of summoning the Soul Eater, she didn't want everyone to know that she had this ancient artifact in her hands, but she had never hated the faces of those who despised her, especially this person, Yi Ze. She couldn't bear it.

At that moment, the sound of the boiling of the four seas almost deafened her, is there anything more exciting in this world than a ring battle. The artifact came into the world, and at this moment, she was the pride of the sky in the eyes of everyone, and the owner of the artifact. She is so respected, envied or envied.

She has always been afraid of trouble, and she actually enjoys this feeling. In the past, when they heard of her, they would be frightened, disgusted, or yielded and weak. But never envy or jealousy.

It turns out that this feeling is so wonderful.

She listened to their compliments, looked at their stunned gazes, and she almost forgot that she had an enemy in front of her. Yi Ze, on the other hand, was standing in the same place, she saw the surprise and contemplation on his face, and without a trace of hesitation, Jiao's dragon-like devouring spirit broke through his dark blue sword layer, collided violently, and the turbulent air currents that splashed down and flew scattered to the four seas.

He finally ran out of energy, and he fell to the ground with his sword in hand, and the bright red blood stained the placket of his snow-white clothes.

And she stood in front of him as a victor, without any sarcasm, and this was his greatest shame.

"Let me teach you that when you really want to end up with someone, you won't have a nonsense with him. It should be directly stabbed through you with a sword, watching your spiritual power dissipate and finally die. And you, from your first move, have already lost. You're too weak, Yize. She said, her voice so light that there was no trace of emotion clearly resounding in the ring.

He was too weak, too weak to have the courage to use greater strength, weak in that fear. If you are too far-sighted, you are a coward. Sang didn't think about it from time to time.

He stood up slowly with his sword in his hand, the exclamations and shocks around him continued, and the clouds were still boiling, but he didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, just watched the darkness in her eyes darker and darker, like a whirlpool in the night.

The red clothes were dripping with blood, and she smiled and walked up to him step by step, "Tell me...... What does it feel like to wait for death?"

Yi Ze didn't speak, and he didn't move.

Sang Wushi hooked his lips, "Say, how do you feel when you wait for death?"

"Kill if you want. His voice was as calm and deep as ever.

She slowly raised her hand, looked at the purple whip in her hand, hooked her lips and smiled: "Go back, Soul Devourer, you've had enough limelight." The purple light faded, and it was such an ordinary whip in the blink of an eye, and at that moment, Sang Wushi suddenly raised his hands and said loudly: "I admit defeat!!"

......

Yi Ze's face suddenly turned cold, and there seemed to be a moment of darkness in his eyes.

Everyone outside the arena was silent for a moment, and then there was a continuous conversation.

"Yi Ze is in trouble this time. ”

"He's sure he'll be able to save the day. ”

......

Sang Wushi smiled lightly and looked at Yi Ze's indistinguishable face, "Don't worry, the game has just begun." He forced her to go to the ring, let her summon the Spirit Devourer, become the focus of countless people, and even arouse the suspicion of Chi Shu and others, she naturally would not let him lose just one game.

She's going to make him lose all the time, all the time. Lose to the point of shame and end yourself. That would be the real humiliation for him.

......

It seems that from the time he came down from the ring, the name Sang Wushi was already known to everyone. And that's simply because she triumphed over someone they thought was strong. And Yi Ze Immortal Monarch's prestige has declined rapidly, especially the people of the Demon Second Realm, who are even more ecstatic and proud of this.

Look, the world is all superficial, it's just an era when the strong are kings.

......

When she dragged her tired body back to the palace cave, she was greeted by Chi Shu lying on her bed and Migu jumping around the room.

"I didn't know if your injuries could heal so quickly, if my strength wasn't strong enough, come on, let me slap again. He leaned up in a lazy posture, and the green silk slid down with the movement of his rise, falling little by little on his white neck. His expression seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and his long narrow eyes hooked up a touch of color, charming and seductive, but also implied turbulence.

Sang Wushi held his breath slightly, and said a little hurriedly, "Master Chi, this matter is a long story......

"Is it cool?" he asked suddenly.

"What?" she was surprised.

At that time, Chi Shu was half-lying on the bed, crossing Erlang's legs, supporting his cheeks with one hand, and his words were a little provocative and joking.

"How cool is it to stand in the ring?" he laughed suddenly.

Sang Wushi was silent for a moment, thinking about the answer he wanted to hear the most, "It's okay." ”

"Do you want to stand up again, or do you want to leave and let someone who is qualified get on?"

She pursed her lips, she couldn't hear Chi Shu's emotions at the moment, she only lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Listen to Master Chi." ”

"Don't come to this set, I ask you. He suddenly became a little impatient.

"I want to finish. Without hesitation, Sang looked at Chi Shu quietly from time to time, with a little expectation in his golden eyes.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he looked at her with a playful look in his eyes, "Want to win?"

Thinking of his madness two days ago, Sang Wushi pursed his lips and thought about it before saying, "It's not, I just want to finish the fight." ”

However, as soon as her words fell, Chi Shu suddenly laughed on the bed, "Hahahaha...... If you want to win, you're going to laugh at me...... Those people are still screaming there like that, hahahahaha......"

Sang Wushi was speechless and pulled the corners of his mouth, walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said coolly: "Is it so weak as Lord Chi said?"

"It's not weak, it's not weak, it's strong. He smiled and waved his hand, glanced at Sang Wushi, who was unhappy, and laughed again, "Hahahahaha......"

Sang Wushi: ...... Ah, I really want to give him a whip.

"Why do you want to win, you say? Is it the man you could have whipped to death then?, or is it the noise in the ring?" he squinted, and a look in his eyes suddenly appeared that she couldn't understand.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Sang Wushi whispered: "I just don't want to leave halfway." ”

Chi Shu shook his finger, "I guess it's the second one, you like those noisy noises." ”