"Cousin, I'll go up first."
Although Murong Mansha didn't want to face Du Yuer, she didn't want to lose the competition like this. Although the owner of the Blue Peacock had always lost the competition, she had learned the Xiao Ming Ruler Art taught by Du Feng, so she might have a chance of winning.
"Stop dozing off, look at those two girls, they're really pretty."
Some of the eliminated contestants were not in a hurry to leave the arena, so they stayed there to watch the next competition. One of them, who looked like a bald monk, was so sleepy that he started to doze off. In the end, he was slapped on the head by the skinny guy beside him, causing him to jump up in shock.
"Where, where are the pretty girls?"
Even if this bald monk was a monk, he was a playboy monk. When he heard that there were pretty girls, his sleepiness immediately disappeared. He waited for his two big eyeballs to look at the various arenas. Finally, he saw Murong Mansha and Du Yuer on the seventh arena. One of them was wearing a blue skirt, and the other was wearing a long emerald skirt. The style was relatively loose, but it still couldn't hide their impressive figures.
"Brother Feng, you know them?"
A guy with a big waist and a height of nearly two meters came up to talk to Du Feng. This person was quite familiar with him, as if he had known him for many years. His shoulders and neck were connected by coiled muscles, making him look like an elongated toad.
This person was Zhao Tianlei, who had been beaten to tears by Du Feng before, a strong man from the Zhao Nation. He didn't summon any beasts from the beginning to the end, because this person didn't have any beasts at all. Relying on his natural divine strength and continuous hard work, he obtained the qualification to participate in the competition. However, because he lost the competition too early, he lost the opportunity to enter the Qingyang Sect.
"Give me ten yellow crystals and I'll tell you."
Du Feng had a good impression of this person, and he especially sympathized with this kind of person who didn't have a beast to rely on. Because in his previous life, he also didn't have a beast. He had to rely on hard work and pills to make a name for himself in the God of War continent where geniuses gathered.
Zhao Tianlei was born in a poor family, it was already very good for him to have such results. This time, he couldn't enter the Qingyang Sect, and the Zhao Nation probably wouldn't invest any more resources for him after he returned. He foolishly came over to greet them and even wanted to get to know the two beauties on the stage through Du Feng.
"Jade Peacock flies to the west. Until hell is over, it will never return. Battle beast activated."
"Blue Peacock, spread your wings and fly, Frost Crystal Armor reflecting the morning sun, Beast Fusion!"
As soon as the two beauties came up, they chose to merge with their beasts at the same time, bringing out their best state from the very beginning. He wore an emerald phoenix crown on his head and a green battle robe. The hilt of his sword, which was made of century-old peach wood, was inlaid with a ruby, which complemented the silver blade. The moment Du Yu 'er's figure appeared, it caused a burst of exclamations from the audience.
She wore an ice phoenix coronet and blue tights. The impressive upper circumference felt like it was going to burst out of the clothes, but there were still a few peacock feathers covering the two big steamed buns, making one's heart itch. Murong Mansha was not holding a sword, but a Peacock Fan.
"Senior Brother Pu, why is your nose bleeding? Have you been training too hard recently?"
A Junior Sister looked at the simple and honest Senior Brother beside her with concern. It was because Senior Brother Pu was honest that she gave herself to him. But why did Senior Brother Pu have a nosebleed when the battle had just started? It must be because he had been training too hard recently. She had to nourish him tonight.
"It's nothing, the weather is too dry. You have to watch the battle carefully and learn from them. "
Senior Brother Pu awkwardly wiped his nosebleed and began to watch the battle attentively. The Junior Sister felt that it was very reasonable. Her aptitude was mediocre, and both of them came from small places. Although she could not enter the Qingyang Sect this time, it would be helpful for her to learn the fighting methods of the experts.
"Senior Brother is right, I will definitely learn from them."
The Junior Sister patted her chest loudly and promised Senior Brother Pu. Senior Brother Pu looked at the flat area in front of her chest and sighed helplessly. The Junior Sister might not be able to learn the true essence of the one on the stage in her lifetime.
Murong Mansha and Du Yu 'er's Cultivation was similar, and their beasts were also Rank Eight. The battle was indeed evenly matched, and the winner could not be determined in a short period of time. There were also people competing on the other eight stages, but no one had time to watch.
Not only male warriors loved to watch beauties compete, but even female warriors also flocked to it. Why do people look so good in clothes, why can't I? Wow, clothes can also be matched like this. That move is the most beautiful.
How is this a martial arts competition? It's simply a beauty contest for the newcomers of the Qingyang Sect. Several elders on the stage shook their heads, only the Vermillion Bird Elder pursed her lips and snickered. Frankly speaking, she liked both female disciples. Vermillion Bird and Peacock were birds, and many of their combat skills could be used. If she took the two into her own sect, she would definitely be able to cultivate two more dazzling peacocks.
"Watch my sword!"
Du Yu 'er could not help but be a little angry after a long time. She had always been the pride of the heavens. Her Jade Peacock beast was talked about by everyone, as if it was born to defeat Murong Mansha. But after the two of them really fought, she was repeatedly restrained by the opponent. What's wrong with this Murong Mansha? She didn't use her ice power, but instead used some strange moves.
The two people's swords fanned back and forth. The swords were originally hard and sharp, so Du Yu 'er had a big advantage. But Murong Mansha's fan was soft and floaty, and could always push her sword away at the critical moment.
Du Yu 'er became angrier the more she fought. At the beginning, she still held back a little, but now she became more and more ruthless, and her moves became faster and faster. Swoosh swoosh swoosh, the silver sword shadows enveloped both of them.
"Sister, don't be anxious. Being angry is not good for your skin."
Murong Mansha was indeed getting more and more comfortable as the fight went on. The fan in her hand fluttered, and without much effort, she could push away the opponent's sword. Her body randomly made various poses, teasing the male warriors below the stage until their faces and necks turned red, as if they were drunk.
This, this … Seeing Murong Mansha's coquettish appearance, Du Yu 'er became even angrier. Others said that the owner of the Blue Peacock beast was as cold as ice, and only people with a cold personality could use their ice power well. But this Murong Mansha was not only thick-skinned and knew how to flirt with men, she didn't even use her ice power. It was obvious that she looked down on her.
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