"Hehe, that's interesting!" the ghost's fingers gently scraped his shallow beard, full of interest. This is the first time he has hosted a martial arts competition, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing for the first time.

Under the ring, Xia Zimo looked at Mengdu and Xueling who were fighting fiercely, his expression was a little nervous, and his heart was not very calm.

She knew that Xue Ling was injured, and it took a whole night last night to recover her strength, and now her dreams are on par with Xue Ling, so the more she goes to the back, the more unfavorable it is to Xue Ling.

And there are still things on Xueling that Xia Zimo doesn't know, and all kinds of things add up, and the pressure on Xueling is definitely not weak.

Not only Xia Zimo, but everyone under the ring looked at the two people on the field with full attention, and there were different opinions about the final result of the competition between the two.

"Hey, it's pretty powerful!" Mengdu chuckled and retreated, looking at Xue Ling, his eyes shining.

Xue Ling's expression was indifferent, she didn't mean to take care of Mengdu at all, she held the long sword tightly, and her breathing seemed to be relatively short.

It stands to reason that if you lose your heart, for ordinary people, you have already seen the king of Hades, how can you still be as lively as Xueling, and participate in martial arts competitions.

It is also thanks to the fact that Xue Ling is a cultivator herself, and she can survive until now with her cultivation, but even if she is a cultivator and loses her heart, she is far inferior to ordinary people in terms of physical recovery.

And to fight with dreams to this situation, for Xueling, the consumption of life is also increasing exponentially, but for the only remaining little hope, Xueling is willing to gamble, even if it is to fight for her own life.

Seeing that Xue Ling was silent, Mengdu shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then said with a shallow smile on his face: "But you have to guard against these next few tricks, I can't bear to hurt a woman, especially a beauty like you." ”

After speaking, the smile on Mengdu's face faded, his toes topped, his body flew up, and when he flew into the air, his body twisted, a sword fell, and a sword qi also spread with the sound of the wind.

Listening to the sharp wind stirred up by the sword qi, Xue Ling frowned slightly, and flew up when the sword qi was about to approach, quickly dodging.

"Whew!"

The sword qi naturally slashed on the ring, cutting a crack in the ring, and the snow bell flashed to the other side.

However, as soon as Xue Ling stood firm, the long sword in Mengdu's hand slashed again, the difference was that this time two sword qi were slashed together.

The two sword qi rushed towards Xue Ling, seeing that it was unavoidable, Xue Ling's teeth clenched, and he resolutely raised his sword to meet it.

"Ding!" I only heard a sword qi slashing on the hilt of Xue Ling's sword and bursting out with a crisp sound, Xue Ling's body was also pushed back by a strong force carried by the sword qi, and the other sword qi fell on the ring after Xue Ling's body was retreated.

"It's very good, you can actually hold a sword to block my sword qi. When Xue Ling stood firm again, Mengdu finally fell back into the ring, and the three sword qi just now was slashed out with all his might, although Xue Ling only blocked one, but it still made him slightly surprised.

"Woo!" Another duel ended, and a huge cheer rang out from under the ring, and it has to be said that the duel between Xueling and Mengdu was the most exciting fight everyone had seen this year.

Although the fight scenes are not fancy, being able to fight to this level with only one's own martial arts cultivation is enough to make people sigh.

However, the fight did not end with a moment of cheering, and in the ring, Dream was still smiling, as if all this was not important to him, as long as someone accompanied him to fight.

On the other hand, Xue Ling, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and the faint tingling pain in her chest stimulated her nerves all the time, but even so, Xue Ling still looked indifferent, and at the same time she also knew that the fight could not be dragged on any longer, otherwise her chances of winning would become more and more slim.

Thinking about it, his eyes gradually became firm, and he endured the pain, Xueling took the initiative to attack, and when his body rushed forward, the tip of the sword slashed through the ring, splashing sparks all the way.

At the moment when he was about to approach Mengdu, Xue Ling let out a cold drink, and then the hand holding the long sword was raised, with sparks, and swept horizontally towards Mengdu, so fast that people were amazed.

Everything came so suddenly, and when the dream was discovered, it was impossible to dodge, and at that moment, the body leaned back sharply, dodging the vital point, and the blade of the sword just passed over its head.

"Tick!"

Xue Ling swept with a sword, and the dream hairpin fell to the ground, and when he straightened up, his black hair immediately scattered.

"Women?"

"It's a woman?"

And at the moment when Mengdu straightened up, a burst of sighs suddenly erupted under the ring.

Including Xia Zimo, everyone couldn't believe what they saw, it turned out that the dream had always been that women dressed as men mixed in the men's group.

No wonder her body is so petite and her voice is so delicate, it turned out to be a woman. Xia Zimo opened her mouth slightly, for Mengdu was a woman, she was only surprised when she first saw it, but quickly calmed down again.

"Are you a woman?" After a while, Xue Ling also spoke, this was the first time she spoke to Mengdu, looking at Mengdu, her face was also shocked, she couldn't believe that Mengdu, who was in full swing with herself, was a woman.

"Dreams?!"

And just when everyone was talking, there was a sudden burst of angry shouts in the next corner of the ring, and with the shouting, everyone suddenly became quiet, only Yume turned his head to look at the person who made the shout.

I saw that just when Mengdu turned his head, a man also suddenly swept into the ring, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression was extremely cold, and after he swept into the ring, the two servants also quickly got into the ring and stood behind him.

Dumb, this man is the ghost prince who has been watching the game from the audience, and the cheer just now was also issued by him, but in his scolding voice, he called the dream a dream.

"It turned out to be Princess Dream. ”

"Is it really her? I said how she always looks like a person, it turns out to be a princess!"

"I said how can there be a dream word, dreams are all dream princesses!"

Suddenly, everyone in the ring said a word, and the dream was a dream princess, and the matter spread rapidly like an explosion.

"Brother Wang!"

Looking at the grim-looking ghost, the ghost whispered.

"Don't call me Brother Wang! I'm not your Brother Wang. As soon as the phantom finished speaking, the ghost immediately screamed, and at the same time, his face turned iron blue, and his nose kept exhaling.

Seeing that the ghost was angry, the ghost dream was also anxious, and he threw away the sword in his hand and said in a panic: "Brother Wang, you listen to my explanation, things are not as you think. I..."

"No more! you've broken the rules of the game, what else is there to say!" Before the Dream could finish speaking, the Ghost spoke angrily, and the voice completely drowned out the voice of the Dream, and the Dream swallowed the unspoken words under the Spirit's roar.

For a while, everyone was silent, and the half-ringing ghost glanced at the dream deeply, then closed his eyes, twisted his head to the side, and said slowly: "Come on, take the princess down, and wait for the fate!"

Today, Mo Ming's first book is finally about to be signed, but Mo Ming knows that Mo Ming's achievements are inseparable from the support of his brothers.

So with the help of the novel update, I would like to solemnly say thank you to everyone, thank you brothers for your continued support.

At the same time, after signing the contract, Mo Ming will also work harder to update, starting from the week of the signing, and there will be one day of outbreak on Saturday and Sunday in the future.

However, the outbreak also has to pay more sweat, and here, I am also cheeky to ask you for coffee, tickets, and collections. Of course, if you feel that you work hard enough, you can give a flower.

Thank you again brothers, sisters, I hope to be able to accept the sincere worship of the silent inscription!!