Ye Meixiang transferred another 20,000 high-grade spirit stones to Yun Zheng.

In the second challenge, Ye Meixiang had obviously learned her lesson and was paying close attention to Yun Zheng's every move.

This time, Yun Zheng raised her hand, and the flaming spear landed on her palm. She exerted a little force with her five fingers and turned the spear in another direction.

Pointing directly at Ye Meixiang!

Seeing that she was finally willing to fight seriously, Ye Meixiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yun Zheng, I won't let you take advantage of me again!" Ye Meixiang roared.

As she finished speaking, Ye Meixiang took out her iron whip and swung it towards Yun Zheng's face. It brought with it strong gusts of wind and lightning, and condensed the power of a second-level Spiritual Master, which should not be underestimated.

Yun Zheng took a half step back, and with a slight turn of her wrist, the spear pierced through the void and intertwined with Ye Meixiang's iron whip.

"Sizzle—"

"Sizzle—"

The iron whip and the spear collided and intertwined, making a harsh sound.

Yun Zheng felt a numbness in the palm of her hand, and was paralyzed by tiny, fragmented lightning.

This is a thunder-attribute attack.

She is not afraid of thunder.

Yun Zheng's eyes focused, and she leaped forward very quickly, greatly shortening the distance between them.

Feeling an inexplicable danger, Ye Meixiang retracted the iron whip that was wrapped around Yun Zheng's spear, then raised her hand and swung it towards Yun Zheng's face again without mercy.

Ye Meixiang hated her face.

Perhaps it can be said that she hates all women who are prettier than her!

Destroy her face! Let her face rot and crack! That way, Zhongli Wuyuan won't even look at her.

A hint of madness flashed across Ye Meixiang's eyes, and resentful thoughts grew in her heart.

"Pah—"

The iron whip missed and hit the ground again.

Yun Zheng didn't know when her foot stepped on her iron whip.

Lightning flashed, but seemed to have no effect on Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows, her beautiful and delicate eyes were full of unrestrained arrogance, and there was a crazy fighting spirit hidden in her phoenix eyes.

Ye Meixiang's expression changed slightly.

She tried to pull back the whip with all her strength.

But--

I can’t pull it at all!

A thought suddenly popped up in Ye Meixiang's mind. Is this Yun Zheng really that heavy? It's pressed so tightly...

But, how could this slender girl in front of me be associated with weight?

Suddenly, she was caught off guard by Yun Zheng's sweet smile and felt a creepy feeling.

"Don't be distracted." Yun Zheng reminded softly. If you ignore the fact that she raised the spear that was burning with flames, you might think she was real.

The spear slipped out of Yun Zheng's hand and stabbed towards Ye Meixiang's chest!

"call out!"

Faced with danger, Ye Meixiang decisively threw away the iron whip in her hand and stepped back several steps to avoid it.

'boom--'

The burning flames, with a destructive aura of heat, made everyone present feel uncomfortable, and they all consciously retreated a distance from the ring.

"This fire is too strong!"

"Isn't that spiritual fire?!"

"The fire-attributed spiritual power in an ordinary person's dantian wouldn't be this strong, let alone one at the Spirit Emperor level!" Someone speculated, "She must have encountered an opportunity and obtained the spiritual fire!"

Zhongli Wuyuan and others were also a little shocked.

These words fell into the ears of the crowd, and they looked at Yun Zheng who was relaxed and comfortable on the ring, with subtle expressions.

Where on earth did this little monster come from? !

Is she really only fourteen or fifteen years old?

What they didn't know was that Yun Zheng didn't subdue the spiritual fire, but she had made a contract with the Three Phoenixes. The Phoenix's Nirvana Flame was naturally more powerful than ordinary spiritual fire, but now the Three Phoenixes were seriously injured, and the power of the Phoenix Fire was weakened a little.

Yun Zheng only used 20% of the Phoenix Fire and mixed it into her fire-attribute spiritual power, because she didn't want others to notice anything.

Ye Meixiang naturally felt uncomfortable too.

A surge of spiritual power burst out from his body, blocking the flames outside.

Yun Zheng raised her hand and grasped the spear.

Ye Meixiang was naturally unwilling to accept being suppressed by Yun Zheng! She rolled her eyes and prepared to summon the sacred beast directly.

"By my contract, present!"

Ye Meixiang quickly formed a seal.

Yun Zheng saw that the seal she made was light blue and not very clear, and only its general outline could be vaguely seen.

Yun Zheng immediately had some guesses in her mind that Dongzhou's beast-taming seal seemed to be not very complete.

Therefore, only the rough outline can be displayed.

However, her guess might not be correct, after all, she had never seen anyone else perform the beast-taming seal.

Maybe Ye Meixiang is just not familiar with the beast taming seal.

"Here it comes, Ye Meixiang really summoned the sacred beast. Yun Zheng is in trouble now! Ye Meixiang has three sacred beasts!"

"The situation has completely reversed now. Yun Zheng is definitely no match for me!"

A young man who had been beaten up by Yun Zheng in the secret realm frowned in confusion, "Hey, have you forgotten? Yun Zheng can also tame beasts."

The other young man nodded in sudden realization, "Right, isn't Yun Zheng said to be a comprehensive cultivator? She must be able to tame beasts, too!"

The arena was not particularly large, so with the sudden appearance of three huge holy beasts, the space in the arena seemed much more crowded.

The three-headed sacred beast is not an ordinary sacred beast.

The Imperial Red Soul Lion, with long fangs and a yellow body, is a seventh-level sacred beast.

A flying bone-eating wolf with a gray body, bony wings growing out of its back, and thick hair on its hooves. It is a fifth-level sacred beast.

There was also a two-headed fire python that was twice as big as the python. Its two pairs of snake pupils glowed with a faint green light, and its tongue kept hissing, which was a bit creepy. It was a fifth-level holy beast.

Ye Meixiang sneered and said, "Yun Zheng, if you spare my life in advance, perhaps I can consider letting you go."

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