Chapter 65: No One Doesn't Want to Win!

The bright light, like a waterfall falling from the sky, wraps the light platforms in it, and the pillars of light are like falling light rain, which is extremely spectacular.

As the battle progressed, on the many light platforms, the bright and majestic Yuan Force light exploded, and the ripples of energy visible to the naked eye continued to vibrate like water waves, although they could not feel the specific terrible fluctuations, but the sight that could be seen was enough to show the intensity of the battle.

Layer upon layer, there is a distinct sense of hierarchy on the platform, some battles have come to an end, although the same people from all over the world, but obviously, the specific difference is not small.

On a light platform in the top row, Xue Ling sat quietly in the light platform, and after some breathing, his breath also calmed down, and his face, which was terrifyingly white because of the urging of the attack, also recovered some blood.

At this moment, his gaze fell straight on a light platform in the distance below, where there was a purple figure, fighting hard.

With long flying black hair and a cold and solemn look on her delicate face, Murong Youyue had a special beauty in Xue Ling's eyes with a serious look at this moment.

Under the focus of his gaze, Murong Youyue fought with his opponent extremely fiercely, and the appearance of the seal method flying and the yuan force splashing was enough to see that both of them cared about this duel abnormally.

As an opponent, no one doesn't want to win, and as a woman, they don't want to lose to each other.

Therefore, not only Murong Youyue, but also the opponent regards this competition as quite important, she represents the family, represents the hope of her relatives, she doesn't want to lose here, and she doesn't want to be disappointed by the people who cheer her on outside the mirror.

Looking at the opponent's resolute eyes, Murong Youyue gritted her teeth, she was also unusually calm, she had to win, she had to win the qualification to enter the Beast War Domain.

Only in this way can he accompany Xue Ling.

This is more important than anything else!!

So, you must not lose!!

In Murong Youyue's heart, she kept admonishing herself and reminding herself that if she fell here, then she would lose her qualification to enter the Beast War Domain with Xue Ling.

Therefore, we must do our best, even to the fullest of our strength.

Everything is aimed at defeating the opponent.

Murong Youyue's mind is extremely determined, and she is not a person who will be affected by impatience and lose her coolness, because she has an urgent desire to win**, so her mind is even calmer.

This point, compared to the fact that ordinary monks will be affected by impatience, is the biggest special feature, and to a certain extent, it is also the biggest help for Murong Youyue on the road to becoming a strong man.

Unusual mood, shocking calmness, incredible anti-interference ability, even if Murong Youyue's talent is mediocre, with these as long as she is willing to work hard, she can become a famous and excellent existence.

What's more, her talent, even among the younger generation, can be regarded as very good.

"I'm going to win this competition!"

It was not Murong Youyue who said this, but her opponent, her long hair was tied into a bunch, her fair face was also very beautiful, and the way sweat dripped down made the neckline of her shirt wet.

She was a little petite, but she was extremely flexible, and her strength had already reached the third-turn psychic realm, and she thought that it would be very easy to solve the second-turn psychic realm monk opposite.

But she didn't expect her opponent to be far more difficult than she expected.

Although the other party was only in the second transfer of the spiritual realm, the fierceness of the attack was extremely terrifying, and the majestic sword rain was as fierce as a storm, and the slight negligence at the beginning made him suffer a lot of losses, which affected the subsequent battle.

However, at this moment, the troubles caused by the previous negligence have been alleviated, and then it is time to decide the winner.

"If you can push me to this extent, even if you lose, you should be proud. ”

The female monk's face was solemn, and she said to Murong Youyue, with the strength of the Second Transformation Spiritual Realm, she fought with herself to such an extent, and even suppressed herself faintly.

"Now, let me put an end to your fantasies!"

After speaking, the female monk directly closed her hands violently, and the surrounding air flow instantly rioted, her long hair that was tied into a bunch flew up, and a stream of yuan power rose out of her body like a swimming dragon.

Looking at the other party, Murong Youyue's eyes were finally solemn, it seems that the other party has recovered and is going to go all out, this time, what should I do?!

There is a huge gap between the second-turn psychic realm and the third-turn psychic realm. At first, with an unexpected ferocious outburst, the other party suffered, but now that the other party has eased up, how should everything be done?!

"No, I can't afford to lose!"

Murong Youyue's eyes flashed, his hands began to seal, and a storm of Yuan Force formed around him, and in the midst of that Yuan Force storm, sword blades were suspended.

The fierce sword qi emanated from the blade.

Seeing Murong Youyue's attack, the opponent just said lightly: "With the same trick, do you think you can still help me?!"

"It's over!"

The opponent stared at Murong Youyue, as if he had given a book of judgment, and his calm but steady voice echoed on the light platform, and the clear words made Murong Youyue's expression more and more cold.

"Boom!"

The huge Yuan Force formed a huge formation, and above the formation, there was a gorgeous and colorful butterfly suspended, and the magnificent butterfly surface, the formation pattern flickered, with a simple atmosphere.

Among these gorgeous and colorful butterflies, there is a terrible lethality, and under the beautiful appearance, there is often a more deadly crisis.

Looking at the suppressed attack, Murong Youyue was unusually calm, her slender fingers quickly wrapped, and then she waved her arm and snorted coldly at the same time.

"Storm of Blades!"

In the roaring Yuan Force storm around them, countless sword blades trembled suddenly, and then, as if they were soldiers who had received orders, they suddenly burst out of power, and they all brushed towards the gorgeous butterflies that rushed over.

"Bell ......"

The continuous sound of fine iron resounded, countless ripples of Yuan Force splashed, and the space between the two was instantly shrouded in a sharp afterimage, and the cold light swept away, making people feel furious when they looked at it.

"Dark Moon!"

At this moment, Xue Ling's eyes widened suddenly, and at the same time, he exhaled softly, and at the same time, on the light platform where his gaze was staring, a gorgeous butterfly controlled a formation, broke through the fierce sword rain, and then without the slightest pause, rushed straight towards Murong Youyue, who was staying in place.

Looking at the gorgeous butterfly that was rushing quickly, Murong Youyue's body was motionless, and it seemed to be sluggish.

Finally, in her beautiful and bright pupils, the projection of gorgeous butterflies grew larger and larger, and finally, it suddenly occupied the entire pupil.

Everything, at this moment, seemed to stand still.

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