Three days later, the second round began. This time, He Ping's numbers were drawn behind, and there was no game that day.

The fighting methods between the monks are wonderful and full of surprises.

He Ping has been watching it for three days in a row, almost addicted to it, and feels that he has benefited a lot.

Although he still wanted to continue watching, considering his own strength, he still calmed down and began to cultivate.

The aura of heaven and earth here is so strong, if you don't work hard to cultivate, you're really sorry for yourself.

It was the day when He Ping came on the field again, he got up early and came to the arena.

Hearing his number, He Ping walked slowly to the ring and stood quietly in the corner of the ring.

A woman in red appeared on the other side of the ring, stepped up the steps, and walked to the center of the ring.

It is still Li Yan who presides over the game.

The old man in white, who injured He Ping, was sitting not far away and should be in charge of monitoring the game. At this moment, the old man's eyes were slightly closed, and his body was motionless, as if he had settled down.

Before the game began, the woman in red couldn't help but look at He Ping.

He Ping was also looking at the woman, she was tall and tall, with a bee waist and shaved shoulders. Jet-black hair, combed back of the head, and a golden ribbon tied it high.

The woman has wheat-colored skin and looks very energetic. A pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars. The straight and delicate nose, small lips, slightly upturned, with a touch of smile, extremely moving.

This woman has an excellent figure, the front is extremely exaggerated, and she is tall and straight. Under the backdrop of the tights, her delicate figure looks very exaggerated and makes people squirt blood.

The woman was holding a long black whip, the whole body was dark and shiny, and dark red filaments appeared and disappeared on the long whip.

"Let's get started!"

After Li Yan finished speaking, the small flag in his hand waved, and the protective array in the ring opened.

There are many people watching the battle in the ring, and He Ping's surprise in the first game has won the attention of some people, but most people's eyes are fixed on the woman, and some people secretly swallow saliva.

The woman's long whip shook, and the long whip turned into a straight line, pointing at He Ping.

He Ping had already taken out the small green sword and secretly played out one trick after another.

The figure of the woman in red flashed, and the long whip stabbed at He Ping with the afterimage of the Dao, she actually used the whip as a gun, and the whip shadow stabbed sharply.

I don't know what kind of magic technique this is, He Ping couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false, so he had to flash his body and jump out of the attack range.

Before the whip shadow could disperse, He Ping's sword was held horizontally and rushed towards the woman in red from the side. The sword swung violently, turning into a green light and slashing at the woman's shoulder.

The woman's wrist flicked, and the whip bounced back slightly, wrapping around He Ping's arm.

How could He Ping let the whip wrap around him slightly, his wrist flipped over, and with a ding, the tip of the sword and the whip collided slightly, stirring up a spark.

The whip turned out to be made of metal, and it was extremely strong.

He Ping slammed the long whip away, and the sword attacked the woman's left leg.

The woman danced the whip in a ball, blocking her entire body.

This process is not fast, but in fact it is only a blink of an eye.

The two of them made faster and faster moves, and the ring was full of sword light and whip shadows.

The long whip was attached to a fire-type spell, and with a faint flame, it struck the ring, sending sparks flying everywhere.

He Ping is like a swimming fish, shuttling in the fire net, his body is elegant, as if with some kind of rhythm.

The movements of the women are extremely beautiful, and it seems that they are not fighting, but performing some kind of extremely difficult and beautiful dance.

The battle scenes are gorgeous and extremely beautiful, and some people can't help but applaud softly!

Li Yan frowned and didn't say a word.

The white-haired and white-bearded old man squinted, and seemed to muttered two words in his mouth, "Shameless!", and closed his eyes again.

Under the ring, a man with a folding fan shook his head and sighed.

"The female self-cultivation method is so elegant, I like it!"

"I don't think Brother Ge cares about his body, it's about other people's figures, right?" Another purple-clothed young man said.

"So what? Brother Lu thinks this woman is not in good shape?"

The male cultivator surnamed Ge didn't care, and the folding fan shook gently.

The monk surnamed Lu smiled: "It's good, it's good, it's just a little dark!"

"Cut, I think you can't eat grapes and sour grapes!If I can be shortlisted, I must take this woman down, hehe!"

The monk surnamed Ge sneered at the monk surnamed Lu.

While the two were talking, the tide of battle in the ring changed.

The long whip swept over, He Ping jumped up, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the whip tip suddenly bounced up, wrapping up He Ping's calf.

The woman snorted: "Pour!"

With a shake of the long whip, He Ping flew up in the air, hit the shield, and was bounced back, with a snap, and slapped in large characters on the ring, not moving for a long time.