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Yang Xueyi
"It's actually Luo Zheng. If he wins this round, he'll become the first vice leader!"
"Although Luo Zheng is in the limelight, it is absolutely impossible for him to win again. The current 26 people are all captains of their respective regiments, and there are no weaklings. Every one of them is far stronger than Hou Qi!"
"I wonder who his opponent will be. I'm really looking forward to it."
Everyone was eagerly waiting for the host to pick out Luo Zheng's opponent.
"The second one is the captain of the Pale Moon Pirate Group, Yang Xueyi!"
When Luo Zheng's opponent was announced, there was a huge commotion.
The Pale Moon Pirate Group was a pirate group that had just risen not long ago.
Although it had only been established for three to five years, it had already developed and strengthened. Moreover, it had done several major things.
A merchant group of a major force in the Thunder Origin World was plundered by the Pale Moon Pirate Group and suffered heavy losses.
As for Yang Xueyi, she was also very young.
Among all the pirate groups, Hou Qi and Yang Xueyi were faintly regarded as the two geniuses.
Moreover, Yang Xueyi's fame was far above Hou Qi's. Because Yang Xueyi had founded the Pale Moon Pirate Group, her cultivation had long entered the Yuan Dan Realm.
Many people believed that her strength had already surpassed veteran experts like Commander Scarlet Snake and Commander Kuanglan.
Luo Zheng had already walked onto the arena.
A figure flashed before his eyes, and a woman appeared.
This woman had skin of ice and bones of jade. Her posture was tall and straight, and her expression was cold. Her entire body exuded an elegant and otherworldly temperament.
"This woman is very strong. She might have obtained a great opportunity like me."
Luo Zheng's heart suddenly jolted. He couldn't help but think of False Moon from this woman.
This woman's temperament was somewhat similar to False Moon's.
However, False Moon cultivated a Buddhist cultivation technique, so her temperament produced a kind of calmness that didn't concern herself with worldly affairs.
On the other hand, Yang Xueyi was truly cold. From head to toe, just like his name, it was as if he was wearing a snow-white robe.
"Yang Xueyi's cultivation has improved again. When I first met her three years ago, she was just at the Yuan Dan stage. I don't know what kind of cultivation method she has practiced, but she has improved again!"
"Yang Xueyi's talent is too great, and her special physique is also extremely shocking. Among the 26 people, her strength can probably be ranked in the top five."
"Luo Zheng is indeed unlucky to have met her!"
Some experts started to discuss one after another. When Yang Xueyi suddenly rose to power, he was even more dazzling than Luo Zheng.
At that time, there were some experts who coveted her beauty. Some of them flirted with her, some of them wanted to take her as a concubine, and some of them even took out extremely expensive betrothal gifts to propose marriage.
However, for some unknown reason, some of these people directly disappeared, and some of them never dared to mention Yang Xueyi's name again.
That was until one of Yang Xueyi's former suitors spilled the truth after getting drunk.
It was only then that everyone realized that Yang Xueyi had come to challenge her directly and said that as long as she could defeat her, she would marry him.
Otherwise, he would not be allowed to mention her name again.
In the end, her suitors were naturally defeated.
From this, it could be seen what happened to those who disappeared and those who dared not mention Yang Xueyi again.
"Luo Zheng, your swordsmanship, movement technique, and strength are quite powerful, far exceeding your cultivation level. That is why you suddenly rose to power. Clearly, like me, you have had a great fortuitous encounter. "
Yang Xueyi stared at Luo Zheng and said slowly.
Her face was filled with pride, as if she were a senior giving pointers to a junior.
"Unfortunately, the path you are walking now, I have walked it before, and I have succeeded. Unfortunately, you met me, so you can only stop here! "
Yang Xueyi said proudly.
"I should be courteous to a beauty. Unfortunately, I have a greater goal and need to go further. "
Luo Zheng did not mind and said with a smile.
"I said that you will stop here, so it must be so. You have no chance!"
Yang Xueyi shook her head and emitted a cold aura.
Between her palms, a white frost sword immediately condensed, emitting an endless chill and enveloping Luo Zheng.
It was like a sickle that was hanging above Luo Zheng's head.
This Yang Xueyi was actually an extremely talented swordsmanship expert.
Luo Zheng sensed a trace of the embryonic form of sword intent in her sword move!
At this time, Yang Xueyi was incomparably ethereal, as formless and intangible as the air. Luo Zheng could not capture her aura, and it was difficult for him to launch an attack on her.
One must know that experts at their level had thousands of tricks up their sleeves.
They could even be deceived by their own eyes. If they could not lock onto the opponent's aura, it was difficult to launch an attack.
"A very good move. Not only can it attack the opponent, but it can also make the opponent unable to attack."
Luo Zheng smiled, as if he did not put Yang Xueyi's white frost sword qi in his eyes.
In the next moment, Yang Xueyi's expression suddenly changed.
She realized that Luo Zheng's aura, which she had locked onto, suddenly disappeared without a trace!
However, her own aura had been captured in an instant.
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