"Hua Shen Peak, He Zhiqiu wins."

Amid the gentle announcement of Senior Sister Su Xin from Danxia Peak, Qin Gengyun slowly walked out of the arena. Accompanying him was Zhang Ling, who was foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over, and was carried away by several people.

At this time, all the outer disciples had not yet come to their senses.

Especially looking at Senior Brother Zhang Ling, who was so handsome and elegant before, but now was being carried out of the stage like a leper.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were messy, and his whole body was dirty. How could he be described as miserable?

"Brother Zhang, wuwuwu..."

At this moment, the image of the almost invincible god in everyone's mind collapsed.

"Hey, why does this scene look familiar?"

Someone suddenly reacted:

"Of course not. Weren't Zhou Ling'er and Xu Caihe both beaten by He Zhiqiu until their hair was disheveled and they looked miserable?"

"This He Zhiqiu is not only a ruthless destroyer of flowers, he is simply a vandal who specializes in causing trouble for geniuses with extraordinary appearances!"

"Isn't this very similar to Ruomei? Everyone who fought with Ruomei ended up in the same miserable state!"

"Fuck, it's true!"

There was a lot of discussion around, and Ruomei, who was standing quietly aside, was inexplicably listed as a destructive person like He Zhiqiu.

Qin Gengyun walked outside the venue, and Liusu came up to him with a smile:

"Brother, you are so mean, you don't even give me some face!"

Qin Gengyun patted her head and said, "I save face for my opponent, but my opponent won't save face for me."

Liusu looked towards Ruomei with a smile and said, "Brother, I also think that Ruomei is very similar to you. Both of you are very aggressive and don't leave room for others to maneuver. But you are pretending to be stupid, and she is pretending to be cute."

At this time, Ruomei was looking towards Qin Gengyun. Seeing this, she immediately looked away. Liusu caught her and said excitedly:

"Look, look, I told you, Ruomei is also interested in you. It turns out that perverts attract perverts."

"If my sister-in-law comes back and sees you hooking up with another girl, I wonder what she will think, haha!"

Qin Gengyun didn't say anything, just looked at Ruomei quietly.

Liusu waved her hands in front of his eyes: "Hey, brother, you are serious. My sister-in-law has only been away for a few days. Are you really interested in other women?"

At this time, the magic circle on the platform was activated again, and the four names spun rapidly, and finally there were only two left -

Lanyin, Wu Yiren.

"Wow!"

"It's actually the two of them?"

"Needless to say, Lan Yin must give in to the princess. Do you still want to be the consort?"

"Hahaha, is soft rice so delicious?"

The male disciples all laughed, even though Mo Xiaolan had already proved with his strength yesterday that he was not a gigolo.

But those who were jealous of him for stealing the princess didn't care about all this and would still criticize him as he deserved.

"Brother Lan, let's go."

Wu Yiren pulled Mo Xiaolan to the center of the field with a loving look on her face, which caused a round of boos.

In broad daylight, you two are holding hands like this. Do you still have any sense of shame? Do you still have any sense of public morality?

There were sparks of jealousy in the eyes of the male disciples, and tears of envy flowed from the mouths of the female disciples.

This melon is so sweet!

Mo Xiaolan felt a little helpless. She turned around and looked at Qin Gengyun and Liusu. Liusu waved her little fist at her.

Third sister, come on, don’t let the secret show!

Walking to the center of the field, Mo Xiaolan broke free from Wu Yiren's hand and bowed to her:

"Junior Sister Wu, although you and I are... although we are friends, the outer sect competition is no joke. I hope you can give it your all."

Wu Yiren smiled sweetly: "Okay, Senior Brother Lan, let's have a good fight. If you can't beat me, I won't tell my father to make you his consort."

Hey!

There was another round of boos from all around.

Tsk tsk tsk, what a sour smell! Are you two fighting or feeding the dogs?

Mo Xiaolan was a little helpless, but she couldn't let herself be exposed, so she could only smile and say, "In that case, Junior Sister Wu, be careful."

Wu Yiren's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she also smiled: "Brother Lan, you too."

The two of them each drew their swords. Wu Yiren was wearing a white dress embroidered with clouds, a pearl and jade hairpin on her head, her long hair like a waterfall, her slender hands grasped the hilt of the sword, and there was a faint smile in her eyes.

Even if she is not a princess, her appearance and temperament are enough to attract countless young talents.

The male disciples around were stunned.

“It’s so beautiful.”

With a sigh, Wu Yiren let out a delicate cry, twisted her slender waist, and swung out with her sword. A white dragon flew out from the tip of the sword and pounced straight at Mo Xiaolan!

Liusu was surprised: "This princess is quite talented!"

The last time Wu Yiren and Mo Xiaolan fought, they used the Golden Dragon Technique of the West Palace.

This time, she has integrated the Golden Dragon Art into the Tai Shang Ru Xin Sword. The golden dragon has transformed into a white dragon. It is still as powerful, but even more agile and swift.

It is said that the Seventh Princess of the Western Dynasty has an amazing talent for cultivation, and it seems that what they say is true.

It’s just that Wu Yiren grew up in a greenhouse. Although she is very good at practicing, she has never really fought for life and death, so her moves are a little immature.

Just like now, she used her ultimate move right from the start, leaving no room for herself.

Mo Xiaolan had already figured out her moves. She flashed and disappeared on the spot, easily avoiding the white dragon's attack.

Wu Yiren was eager to win, so he swung his sword, and the white dragon turned its body and pounced into the air, where Mo Xiaolan appeared.

"Brother Lan, I got you!"

A smug smile appeared on Wu Yiren's face. After all, she was a princess and had never lost since she was a child. Even when facing her beloved man, she wanted to win.

However, Mo Xiaolan's figure disappeared again, and Bai Long's bite went missing.

The next moment, Mo Xiaolan appeared behind Wu Yiren. The tip of the sword shook, and a sword energy like a flower floated out.

Wu Yiren was startled and dodged in panic: "You do this again!"

It was the same thing when she lost to Mo Xiaolan last time. The opponent never fought her head-on and always attacked her from those nasty angles, making her flustered.

Wu Yiren had just dodged a sword energy when another sword energy flew towards her chest. Wu Yiren's cheeks turned red:

"Brother Lan, you are so annoying!"

The disciples around couldn't stand it anymore.

Damn it, can you guys still fight properly?

Do you have the nerve to use such rough punches and kicks in public?

Mo Xiaolan was stunned and a little embarrassed.

She was a woman, so she naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with attacking Wu Yiren's chest. She just thought that this angle was the most suitable.

Now it seems that Wu Yiren misunderstood that he was flirting with her by using the competition.

Alas, it’s so difficult to pretend to be a man.

Mo Xiaolan had no choice but to swing her sword, and the sword energy that was stabbing at Wu Yiren's chest turned and stabbed her back.

This change of tactics was also unexpected. Wu Yiren blocked it in a panic and couldn't help but scold Mo Xiaolan:

"Brother Lan, you are bullying me again!"

There was no seriousness in the tone of their voices, not even a hint of flirting.

Noila Mo said helplessly: “Junior Sister Wu, you can’t beat me like this.”

Wu Yiren's beautiful eyes moved, and she suddenly laughed: "Brother Lan, don't be too complacent, look at me again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Yiren suddenly let out a delicate cry, and a powerful spiritual energy suddenly burst out from her body.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged out, and the outer disciples' breathing paused.

“Golden elixir!”

"She actually broke through to the Golden Core stage right before the battle!"