"Are you crazy?"
When the boss of a famous gambling company saw the actuary's calculation results, he opened his eyes wide and cursed at the actuary from the East.
"How did you get your qualification certificate? Are you trying to bankrupt me? Pack your things and get lost. You don't deserve to be an actuary! "
"Boss, you can fire me now, but you will regret it very soon."
The actuary from the East pushed up his glasses. A hint of wisdom flashed in his eyes.
"You think too highly of the people from your country! How can their combat power compare to people like Bai Sen and White Tiger? "
"I understand them because I am from China."
The actuary insisted. "You are the boss. I am the actuary. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but you will find me soon. "
"Stop talking nonsense. Pack your things and get lost!"
The boss chased the actuary out of the door. Then, he looked at the calculation results of the top 16.
"You actually said that the people from China will win? Nonsense! Go and invite the other German actuary. This time, we are going to make a fortune! "
The bank was still in operation. They were waiting for the specific list of the top 16. Once the list was out, they would immediately start betting.
Li Fan sat in his contestant's seat. Through the glass window in front of him, he looked at the arena outside. In his room, there was also a huge LCD screen. He could see the contestant's announcement on it.
A host was already sitting high up in the stands. Through the microphone, he began to host the competition of the top 16. At this time, the enthusiasm of the audience was also ignited. Waves of cheers came one after another. Many fans of the contestants also rushed over. Most of them were number nine, White Tiger, and the others. The scene was very lively.
Around the stands, Li Fan saw a few old men in gray robes. These old men looked ordinary, but they gave Li Fan an indescribable sense of majesty.
Could it be that these people were from the Sky Martial Court?
The Sky Martial Court was probably the most mysterious organization in the martial arts world. They only appeared during the selection of the chief of the martial arts world. Every time, they would bring a prize that no one could refuse. This time, it was the third page of the True Immortal Technique!
"The list of 16 contestants has appeared on the big screen. Everyone, please take a look. The names of the contestants have been messed up. Next, we will be randomly selecting them!"
The host's voice was full of enthusiasm, guiding the mood of the audience. Li Fan looked at the jumbled names and muttered in his heart, Can this thing really be fair?
"Our first round of contestants has begun screening. Everyone, please watch the big screen!"
On the big screen, Murong Ying's beautiful appearance in a cheongsam appeared. My god, my fiancée is actually the first to appear?
The door to the participant seating area in front of Murong Ying opened, and the former Martial Arts Guild Master leaped more than ten meters with a single leap, landing lightly on the huge arena. The appearance of Murong Ying also made many people cheer. There were many boys present, and they were all Murong Ying's fans. After all, she was a beautiful guild leader. It wasn't too much for her to have her own support team.
The screen of the second contestant continued to rotate, and soon, a familiar face of a woman appeared on the screen.
"F * ck … this is too much of a coincidence …"
Li Fan saw Luo Xuewu wearing a long white dress and a blue chiffon!
These two women actually met … Luo Xuewu is probably going to be miserable …
The guild leader of the Leaning Sword was also as beautiful as a fairy. Her long dress fluttered as she gracefully landed on the arena and stood opposite of Murong Ying.
"The first contestant is our former Martial Arts Guild Master. She is a very young and beautiful woman. It is said that she is the current head of the most powerful Murong Villa in Huaxia! My god, her fan club is so strong. Almost an entire area is cheering for her! I have to say, our beautiful guild leader wearing a cheongsam is a fatal temptation! "
The host showed off his glib tongue, "And the beautiful woman opposite is not inferior either. She is the guild leader of Huaxia's Martial Arts Guild, Leaning Sword Laughing Breeze. Both of you are Alliance Masters, but let us wait and see who is stronger! "
"It seems that we are quite fated."
Luo Xuewu slowly pulled out the sword hanging on her waist and pointed the tip of the sword at Murong Ying. "Come and fight. I will tell you that I am no longer the Luo Xuewu of the past."
"Okay."
Murong Ying nodded. She stood there with her hands behind her back and looked at Luo Xuewu. "I look forward to your challenge!"
As a Saint-level expert, Murong Ying was definitely qualified to say this!
"Ah, our former Martial Arts Guild Master is indeed domineering. She gladly accepted the opponent's challenge!"
The host continued to ignite the crowd's emotions.
"Take this!"
Luo Xuewu was also an expert of her generation. She seemed to have been concentrating on cultivation recently. Judging from the momentum she instantly raised, she should have made great progress. Under everyone's gaze, Luo Xuewu instantly crossed more than ten meters and swept her sword at Murong Ying.
"Clang!"
However, Murong Ying raised her slender leg and kicked Luo Xuewu's sword high into the air.
However, at this moment, Luo Xuewu waved her palm. With a cold frost air, she directly slapped Murong Ying's abdomen with an Ice Palm.
However, Murong Ying also raised her right palm. Her palm was like fire. With a posture of a rooster standing on one leg, she met Luo Xuewu's palm.
"Bang!"
Their palms collided. Luo Xuewu's body immediately slid out. At the same time, her skin became a little red.
In terms of internal force, Murong Ying was obviously much stronger than Luo Xuewu. Moreover, Murong Ying showed mercy and did not use too much internal force.
"Humph!"
Luo Xuewu seemed to have expected that she was no match for Murong Ying in terms of internal force. However, she was unique and had an alternative way of attacking! Luo Xuewu took a step back and stabilized her body. Then, her palm turned white. She directly put it on the blade of her sword and wiped it!
A layer of white frost immediately condensed on this shining sword. A layer of white ice actually formed on the blade of the sword, turning it into an ice sword!
"Murong Ying, take this!"
Luo Xuewu once again came in front of Murong Ying. She waved the ice sword in her hand repeatedly. With a bone-chilling cold air, she tried to hurt Murong Ying.
However, Murong Ying was unmoved. She slightly opened her hands and controlled the internal force in her body. It condensed into pink cherry blossoms and rotated in front of her. Like a shield, it constantly blocked Luo Xuewu's ice sword.
Murong Ying's talent of turning nothingness into reality seemed to have become much stronger after she reached the Martial Saint level.
"You're very good."
Murong Ying's eyes sparkled with persistence. "But I'm not the Murong Ying of the past!"
As she spoke, she suddenly aimed at a gap in Luo Xuewu's attack. Two fingers suddenly touched the blade of her sword.
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