Is Mu Xianxin challenging for the top spot on the Leopard Ranking?

It turns out she wasn't just having a momentary lapse of judgment; she genuinely had a 'determination to die'.

Fang Zong stared at Mu Xianxin's particularly serious expression and suddenly felt a surge of anger, his gums aching.

Judging from the battle just now, Fang Zong felt that although the Leopard Ranking Battle was bloody, all kinds of facilities and personnel were well prepared. At most, he would be seriously injured, but not killed or maimed.

But there's one problem: we also need to consider who our opponent is!

Fang Zong now knows who the Holy Light is...

He glanced at Li Xiaoran cautiously and muttered, "When it comes to who's crazy in the world, it's the Eastern Kingdom's Twin Shrimp and the Exploding Rakshasa. I've already seen the Rakshasa."

Yes, he had already witnessed Li Xiaoran's madness.

This girl seems to think that, apart from her two teammates Fang Zong and Xue Nuo, the other billions of people in the world don't exist.

Such a good girl, who only cares about protecting her own and doesn't care about anything else, is absolutely crazy.

However, above Li Xiaoran in the rankings, there are two more madmen.

One is Li Erlang, a blind monk who is a madman in his cultivation, and he poses no threat; he is just a fanatical cultivator. The other is extraordinary; rather than a madman, he is more like a fanatical believer!

Holy Light Madman, Angel Wings!

So the "Holy Light Madman" mentioned earlier was actually referring to his name.

Fang Zong looked around, trying to find the so-called "Number One Madman of the East," but found it quiet and no one was going on stage.

Mu Xianxin waited for a while and noticed this as well. Suddenly, she took a deep breath, and her blue-black scorpion tail swept around, creating a cloud of poisonous smoke and mist with purplish-black circles.

"I come from the darkest depths of the earth, a tiny scorpion."

Mu Xianxin's expression turned solemn, and she suddenly sneered, "But the scorpion's tail will eventually pierce the earth, extend upwards, and finally pierce the light! No matter how small or fragile it may be, I will not accept the so-called supreme light, nor will I accept the carefree life of the high and mighty gods!"

Fang Zong felt that Mu Xianxin was being a bit pedantic.

He was even more surprised, because when he first saw Mu Xianxin, she was a super-modern and charming woman.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the distance.

A pair of wings fluttered and shone, releasing a light and brightness that surprised even Fang Zong, carrying a figure that charged forward at an extremely fast speed.

The figure hovered in the air above the battle circle. It was a young man with a cold expression, wearing a white suit and snow-white leather shoes.

He had his eyes closed, but even though he couldn't see, it seemed perfectly natural that he was standing at the very top of the mountain!

"Long live the Holy Light, may your light last forever."

With a soft, drawn-out sigh, a voice that seemed gentle yet capable of resonating deep within the heart, 'Holy Light' said to Mu Xianxin, "You've called me by the wrong name. Holy Light is a title given to me by others; I would never dare to call myself Holy Light. My real name is Luo Xiaoxia. I won't be angry if you call me Shrimp, or Blind Man, but you must never blaspheme Holy Light."

"Does the Holy Light have to be high above, so a scorpion like me have to hide in the dark underground and eat mud?"

Mu Xianxin smiled softly.

Luo Xiaoxia shook her head and said, "Long live the Holy Light, may the light be eternal, the Light Society will open its arms and protect any weak."

"Damn it!" Mu Xianxin rolled her eyes, not holding back at all.

When did her "most poisonous Mu Xianxin" become someone else's weakling?

She pointed at him with her scorpion tail and said, "I look down on you!"

Luo Xiaoxia smiled: "It's okay."

Mu Xianxin added, "I look down on Holy Light!"

Luo Xiaoxia: "..."

Suddenly, the world changed color.

The smoggy weather was suddenly brightened by a touch of snow!

The white object grew larger and larger, releasing tremendous heat in Luo Xiaoxia's hand. The air itself was steamed, and a violent wind suddenly arose between the alternation of hot and cold!

Luo Xiaoxia's wings trembled, clearly indicating that even with wings, he had not yet reached the point where he could fly continuously. However, his terrifying energy intensity had already caused the faces of the hundreds of onlookers to turn pale, and they hurriedly retreated.

He landed on the ground, the light in his hand twisting into a two-meter-long two-handed greatsword, which he swiftly and cleanly slashed down.

This sword strike looks like it's going to split Mu Xianxin in two!

"Good timing!" Mu Xianxin was not intimidated at all.

With a forceful stomp, the shiny black high heels snapped in two, turning into a pair of flat shoes.

Her steps were nimble and graceful; her two long legs, which were clearly eye-catching, drew countless silhouettes, making her move like an eight-legged scorpion.

As the greatsword slashed down with overwhelming force, she dodged to the side by the slightest margin. The dark blue-black needles traced shadowy lines, like a hundred arrows, or a rain of needles from a martial arts novel, relentlessly stabbing at Luo Xiaoxia's entire body.

Fang Zong licked his lips: "The mother scorpion is even more powerful now; her technique should be at the seventh level."

Li Xiaoran nodded calmly: "Her energy is also very pure."

In the early days of the resurgence of ghostly energy, the ranking system was not very precise.

It's like someone with a high-level technique but insufficiently pure energy, who might not even be able to defeat someone of a lower level.

Some people have lower-level techniques, like Fang Zong, whose Dragon Yang Qi is only at the top level of the sixth level. However, the effect of Dragon Yang Qi on strengthening and tempering the body has already scared Gang Xiong, who is at the eighth level of the fist-fighting technique, so much that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Therefore, at the stage of Dharma practice, Fang Zong didn't care about other people's levels, but now that he's seen it, he's still a bit astonished.

He said softly, "The mother scorpion's energy is much purer than when I last saw her, she must have had some extraordinary encounter, but Luo Xiaoxia's energy is even purer, and it's at the eighth level of the technique."

Li Xiaoran's beautiful eyes flashed, and she asked, "And then?"

Fang Zong decisively suggested, "How about we ambush them and gang up on them?"

Li Xiaoran blinked, thought carefully, considered it thoroughly, and then nodded in agreement.

Blood, blood everywhere!

As Fang Zong expected, Mu Xianxin was far too weak compared to her opponent, and one of her scorpion tails was quickly severed.

To Fang Zong's surprise, Mu Xianxin's scorpion tail was able to regenerate. Although the ground was covered in blood and her face was pale, she still persevered.

"I don't kill women, Mu Xianxin. Take back what you just said and apologize to the Holy Light." Luo Xiaoxia strolled around leisurely, casually dodging Mu Xianxin's tail needle.

He was confident of victory and not in a hurry, but suddenly, a bluish-black phantom appeared on Mu Xianxin's pert buttocks again. It was actually a second scorpion tail, as elusive as a gazelle's horns.

With a 'pop', it pierced Luo Xiaoxia's shoulder.

Toxins are being injected insanely!

"I won!" Mu Xianxin was overjoyed.

But before her smile could even fully bloom, it froze on her face.

The toxins, which were supposed to be injected into Luo Xiaoxia's body, were too much for even the top-ranked Leopard on the list to withstand, given her terrifying venom.

But on Luo Xiaoxia's shoulder, a series of toxins seeped out, corroding Luo Xiaoxia's clothes, but not damaging his skin or fur at all!