The First Pupil Master

Yun Zheng, a genius pupil master and mystic master from a hidden clan in Huaguo!

One day, she transmigrated and became a waste despised by the world!

A waste? With a flip of her hand, s...

Chapter 398: Must Not Lose

In an instant, hundreds of bright yellow runes were seen sticking towards the sharp vines, as if sealing something.

The girl's eyebrows were raised wildly. She stepped back, the corners of her lips slightly raised. She raised her right hand and snapped her fingers casually under the gaze of everyone.

'Snap'

Hundreds of runes exploded in an instant!

'Bang--'

Loud explosions rang out, shaking the entire arena and causing the sand and rocks on the ground to vibrate a few times.

All those sharp thorny vines were blown to pieces.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Was that a rune just now?! And it was a ninth-grade rune. Although ninth-grade runes are nothing in the Nanyang airspace, but—

That’s hundreds of them!!!

Anyone who sees this will be heartbroken and say: What a prodigal son!

The entire Colosseum was shrouded in thick fog from the explosion.

Ling Moran's face looked very ugly. He quickly looked around, but found that the girl was gone.

Where did she go?

Suddenly, Ling Moran felt a strange breath coming from behind him, and he quickly turned around and raised his palm to strike.

'boom--'

Ling Moran was shocked, there was no one!

He suddenly looked up and saw the girl wearing half a silver mask carrying a golden hammer and smashing it down on his head.

Getting closer and closer!

Ling Moran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his bare hand to block it!

The collision of the two forces instantly leveled the turbulent airflow in the Colosseum.

Ling Moran gritted his teeth, unable to help but curse in his heart, "Where the hell did this Qi-breaking Realm girl come from?!"

This strength is too weird.

Her strength cannot be limited by her cultivation level at all.

With a bang, the two men retreated.

They looked at each other and then entangled with each other again.

The fight was fierce and fierce, both of them had their ultimate moves saved up and were determined to kill the other!

In order to protect his own reputation, Ling Moran wanted to kill this guest elder of the Colosseum who appeared out of nowhere!

And Yun Zheng fights for Lingyu!

If she wins, she'll have a ton of money, and she can buy her kids some delicious food, lots of talismans, and magical herbs and medicines...

When she thought of this, the fighting spirit in Yun Zheng's eyes became even stronger.

One was wielding a long sword, the other was wielding a sledgehammer, and the two men fought fiercely... The scene was extremely bloody and cruel.

The girl's white clothes turned into blood-stained clothes, while the man's appearance was comparable to that of a beggar leader outside.

Mo Jing and Yan Mo looked at each other silently, it was so scary.

Elder Liang was so worried that his body couldn't help but tremble a few times.

So... is this little ancestor so cruel?!

Xie Mingchen and the others were stunned. Looking at the scenes in the Colosseum, they were shocked and speechless for a moment.

Especially Baili Yuchen, he used to admire Ling Moran very much, but now——

He seems to... sort of worship Little Ancestor Yun!

In the Colosseum, besides Yun Zheng and Ling Moran fighting, there were four other pairs fighting.

Qilin fought against the Sky-Swallowing Python. Since Qilin was originally seriously injured, it was evenly matched with the Sky-Swallowing Python.

Although Sanfeng is only at the level of a divine beast, it is not inferior to the Red Blood Leopard. After all, it does not slack off in its cultivation. Under the guidance of Old Qinglong from time to time and the supervision of its master, its progress is the greatest!

Although he did not fall behind, injuries were inevitable.

When Erbai fought against the super beast Ice Flame Tiger, he was seriously injured and his neck was bitten by the Ice Flame Tiger.

However, whenever Erbai couldn't hold on any longer, Dajuan would float to his side and feed him pills.

After feeding the pills, he stepped back at the right time.

Because whether it is the master or Erbai, they all need practical experience!

Only by surviving desperate situations again and again can you break through yourself.

The most relaxed person in the whole audience was undoubtedly Dajuan.

Whenever the three-legged golden toad woke up, it would be struck by the light from the open pages of the scroll.

Every time, it is a different spiritual illusion.

For example, at this moment, the three-legged golden toad was jumping happily in the Colosseum, like an "innocent" baby animal.

However, whenever the three-legged golden toad passed through their battle circle, it would be attacked in various ways.

Everyone: “…”

Is this little boy in white robes' attack really not meant to torture the beast?!

In the box.

Old Nan stared at the floating scroll and asked Wei Qi in surprise, "Master, what kind of spirit is that little boy? Using a book as a weapon is unheard of!"

"This is the first time I've seen it too." Wei Qi said lightly.

At this time, Wu Qingyue's face was filled with undisguised greed, and he slowly asked: "Master, can Qingyue take her contracted beast and that mysterious spirit away before she dies?"

When Mr. Nan heard this, he knew what she was thinking.

However, these two are ancient mythical beasts, and their value is unprecedentedly high. Will the master give them to her so easily?

Old Nan looked at the handsome man who was as beautiful as a demon.

Wei Qi smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, Wu Qingyue thought he agreed and her smile deepened.

But she missed the mocking look in Wei Qi's eyes, as if he was saying that she was overestimating her abilities.

Sudden--

There was a loud bang in the Colosseum.

After a burst of smoke, the two men separated at the same time, both leaning over and vomiting blood.

Yun Zheng was covered in blood, and the bloodstains on her arms were so numerous that they were shocking. Blood was dripping down her fingers. Her face was pale, but her phoenix eyes were still bright.

Ling Moran's hair was disheveled, his clothes were stained with dust from the ground, and his face was as pale as paper.

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