When the competition officially started, Feng Xinglan and the others were all holding back, only Yun Zheng punched the middle-aged man away with one punch.
The muscular middle-aged man fell to the ground under the ring, his whole body twitched as if he was electrocuted, and then he fainted.
The practitioners present: “?!!”
This girl actually knocked down the violent devil with just one punch!
Many people stared at the girl in red on the ring with horror, as if they had seen some ferocious beast.
"Next one." Yun Zheng said in a light tone.
She wanted to find time to set up a stall and earn red jade.
The one who came on stage this time was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a delicate face, but his lips were very red, and his eyes were sparkling and charming, which was indescribably attractive.
"Hello, my last name is Ye, as in night. My given name is Lian, as in ripples."
Yun Zheng's eyes fixed on the young man in front of her. Somehow, she felt a sense of familiarity and...disgust in her heart.
The first person that came to her mind was Amuta Kongye, Bai Lianye.
"Yun Zheng." Yun Zheng suppressed her thoughts and felt alert in her heart. She replied politely.
Ye Lian curled her lips and nodded slightly, "Miss Yun."
The two of them did not talk much, but started fighting directly. Ye Lian's cultivation was in the late Yuanzun realm, two small realms higher than Yun Zheng, and his attacks were faster and more accurate.
For a moment, there was a stalemate.
Yun Zheng faced him with bare hands, but was actually testing him silently.
Ye Lian came down with the sword in hand. Although his sword technique seemed gentle, it actually contained a chilling aura, using softness to overcome hardness.
Yun Zheng dodged a few moves and found that the spiritual power of Ye Lian's moves was nothing like the Bai Lian Ye in her memory. Perhaps she was wrong.
After the test, Yun Zheng relaxed a bit, no longer hiding her strength, and quickly attacked Ye Lian, each attack unleashing terrifying force.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye Lian was forced to the edge of the ring by Yun Zheng, and she kicked him off the ring with one kick.
boom!
Ye Lian fell to the ground, his face showing a slight pain. He coughed heavily a few times, and blood instantly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He looked like a sick beauty.
He is not handsome, but he has an ethereal temperament.
Ye Lian held the sword in one hand and slowly stood up. Looking at Yun Zheng on the ring, he smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you, Miss Yun, for your guidance."
"You're welcome." Yun Zheng nodded.
Ye Lian did not leave, but continued to stand under the ring where Yun Zheng was, as if he wanted to watch her next match.
Yun Zheng’s next opponent is Fang Tianming. Just now, Mo Jing knocked Fang Tianming off the ring, and Fang Tianming felt a little dissatisfied.
Fang Tianming thought to himself that Mo Jing must be the strongest in the Fengyun team, and the other seven people were definitely not as good as Mo Jing.
Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably comforted.
The second arena he entered, his opponent was the rumored violent little witch Yun Zheng. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Zheng a few times, and found that her cultivation was at the early stage of Yuanzun Realm.
It is true.
What violent little witch is nothing but an exaggeration of what others say.
"My name is Fang Tianming."
"Yun Zheng."
After both parties announced their names, the competition began soon.
Just as Fang Tianming was thinking about how to deal with the girl in front of him, he was punched in the chest and was knocked away instantly.
"Puff--" Fang Tianming spurted blood in the air, the blood erupted in a semi-arc shape and splattered all over the ground.
Everyone was stunned: “…” Instant kill?
Yun Zheng retracted his fist, then bowed in the direction of Fang Tianming and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang, for letting me."
After saying that, she looked around.
"My fellow Daoists, I have all kinds of runes here, the highest being demigod-level." Yun Zheng smiled and pointed to a small corner under the arena. "I'll set up a small stall there later. You're all welcome to come buy. The quality of my runes is absolutely guaranteed."
After she finished speaking, she stepped down from the stage and walked to the small corner. She skillfully set up a small table and took out stacks of runes.
Many people came over curiously.
"Little Demon... ahem, are you still a rune master?"
Yun Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Demigod-level rune master."
Someone asked doubtfully: "Is this true?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Whether it's true or not, you can tell by just taking a look."
Before they could take a closer look, Huangfu Xiangyao and Seng Buhui squeezed in.
Seng Buhui clasped his hands together, looked up at Yun Zheng, and asked in a negotiating tone, "Fellow Daoist Yun, can you sell all these runes to me?"
"All of them?" Yun Zheng was slightly surprised, but then she thought, Seng Buhui definitely doesn't need so many runes. After all, he is already very powerful, and he probably wants to give them to others.
"Can.
"I want half."
Yun Zheng was about to answer when she was interrupted by Huangfu Xiangyao's voice.
Seng Buhui looked at him in surprise and said, "Young Master Huangfu shouldn't need it, right?"
Huangfu Xiangyao said calmly, "I need it."
The people behind them heard their conversation and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, are you guys a shill?"
Seng Buhui and Huangfu Xiangyao turned around at the same time, their questioning words instantly choking back. They were kidding! One was a young master of the royal family, and the other was a celestial master from Mozhou Island. Who would dare let them act as a scapegoat?!
Seng Buhui made a concession, "half and half each."
"Okay." Huangfu Xiangyao nodded.
Yun Zheng was stunned. The runes were sold out before she even officially opened her stall.
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