Chapter 701
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If all eight of them accepted the challenge, even if Zhen Xiaoxiao was defeated in the second match, as long as she was still alive, she would have to complete all the subsequent challenges. Triskelion in a dream, little. lā
Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, it was extremely disadvantageous for her to take the initiative to challenge Xu Xiaoxiao.
However, Zhen Xiaoxiao's gaze was extremely firm.
"Let's challenge her then! Since she's courting death, why should we hesitate? "
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
…
Among the eight people, seven of them took out their disciple tokens and signed the challenge agreement with Zhen Xiaoxiao's token without hesitation.
Only Guanyu took a step back and shook his head with a smile.
"I don't usually bully women."
Seven people were enough.
Even though they knew that Zhen Xiaoxiao was the Spiritual Gate champion in the Elixir Beast Competition in Dongling and defeated the Heavenly Vermillion Gold Lion, they only thought that the lion was trapped by the Spirit-Locking Chain and did not possess the true might of a berserk lion.
No matter how powerful a female Foundation Establishment cultivator from a third-grade sect was, there was no way she could be compared to an inner disciple of the Spiritual Gate who had cultivated in Lionheart Mountain for many years!
The seven challenges had to be completed today!
"I'm Zi Qi. My cultivation level reached the peak late-stage of Foundation Establishment three years ago. Today, I'd like to be the first to spar with you …"
The man in the cinnabar battle robe walked out of the crowd with steady steps and cupped his fists.
At the same time, a gentle light descended from the sky and repelled the onlookers, leaving only Zhen Xiaoxiao and the man standing in a light circle with a diameter of 60 feet!
The disciple tokens on their waists glowed brightly!
This was a fair challenge that was recognized by the sect rules. If both parties had the same cultivation level, the winner would receive 10,000 sect merit points! If there was a great disparity in strength, the merit points would be increased.
"How many battles do you think Zhen Xiaoxiao can last?" The Lionheart Peak inner disciples who were hiding in their courtyards and only dared to release their divine senses to secretly observe the situation discussed among themselves.
"If she doesn't admit defeat on her own accord, and if she's really as domineering as she said, fighting one battle after another … I feel that at most … two to three battles?"
He had been in the inner sanctum for a long time, so he naturally knew how strong Zi Qi, Guanyu, and the others were.
Although Zi Qi claimed to be at the peak of the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm, after fusing with his Beast Might, his strength was comparable to that of a Light Opening Realm cultivator. His trump card was the Wrath of the Thunder Snake, which had many variations. Once it was used, it would be extremely difficult to deal with.
However, just as the rules of the battle fell from the sky and before Zi Qi could finish speaking, Zhen Xiaoxiao quickly completed the fusion with Little Invisible's beast might.
Nightmare Angiography!
His eyes turned into a pair of black and white yin and yang fish, spinning silently.
A boundless hell appeared in Zi Qi's mind!
"Ah!"
Zi Qi let out a blood-curdling scream. Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes bulged out of their sockets. His body trembled violently, and a ring accessory on his chest exploded into pieces!
"Holy shit! A psychic power cultivator! She's an illusionist! "
"The thing on Zi Qi's chest is a magic treasure that can protect against mental attacks. How did it break so quickly? What kind of power is this? "
"Hehehehe …" Zhen Xiaoxiao held his Baihong sword and limped towards Zi Qi.
He placed his left fist on the corner of his mouth, which was bleeding, and exhaled softly. His movements were so slow that it was almost torturous.
"I've wanted to beat you up for a long time, you damned trash!"
Punching his opponent's chest, Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with sorrow!
Zi Qi had underestimated his opponent too much. He did not expect that Zhen Xiaoxiao would launch a psychic attack without even announcing his name.
What a terrible nightmare this was!
It was as if his soul was being torn apart by an evil spirit!
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