Yun Zheng raised her hand and took the registration beads from Feng Yuanqiao's hand. Then she looked up at Feng Yuange, who was smiling leisurely and thinking that his plan had succeeded.
"Third Aunt, if I survive this disaster, you will surely have good fortune in the future."
Feng Yuange's smile suddenly froze.
Suddenly, the registration bead in Yun Zheng's hand lit up with white light, and her whole body was enveloped and disappeared on the spot.
When I saw her again, she was already in one of the three iron cages.
Yun Zheng stood under the iron cage, looking down at the people below and Mo Jing who had finished the match on the ring. He carried a big knife on his shoulder, and he killed the stone beast with two sword strikes.
Mo Jing seemed to sense something and looked up at Yun Zheng. He instantly grinned and whispered to her from a distance, "Lan and I are betting on you to win. Ah Yun, don't let our Hongyu get away."
"Okay." Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows.
After Mo Jing jumped off the stage, the fallen stone beast on the stage was also moved away.
After everything was cleaned up, the door at the bottom of the iron cage suddenly opened, Yun Zheng jumped down, and landed steadily on the ring.
Opposite her was a high-level puppet with a face.
When everyone saw who was on the ring, they were shocked.
"Oh my god! This girl is only at the early stage of the Yuanzun realm, yet she dares to challenge a high-level puppeteer. How confident is she?!"
The levels of cultivation in the three continents are divided into: Mortal Emperor Realm, Pseudo Emperor Realm, Emperor Realm, Yuanzun Realm, Tianzun Realm, and Supreme Realm.
Someone asked curiously, "Who is this?"
"She is the niece of Feng Clan's Emperor Nian, and the daughter of that heavenly pride, Emperor Lan!"
"No way, Di Nian is usually so arrogant, but his niece is like this? Hahaha, I'm almost dying of laughter..."
"This girl is in such a bad state. How could she possibly handle a high-level puppet? She couldn't admit defeat even if she wanted to. According to the rules of the Martial Beast Arena, a fight must last at least ten rounds before someone can voluntarily admit defeat."
"Except for the first two, each of the young geniuses from Qiongtian is worse than the last, and each one is more confident than the last. Tsk tsk, can they recognize their own strength?"
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