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Chapter 101

After Yin Xueze and Wu Yaochen came to the top floor, what they saw in front of them was Jing Yingrong reaching out to a pure white jade ring floating in mid-air.

Without any eye contact or verbal communication, the two of them attacked Jing Yingrong as if they had a good understanding of each other.

The Black Prison Spear is engulfed in pitch-black flames, and the long sword "Difeng" emits a matchless golden light, forming a pincer attack on the mirror Yingrong from left to right.

The attack came in the blink of an eye, but they failed to touch half of Jing Yingrong's clothes.

In that instant, Jing Yingrong had already taken the jade ring and left the place.

As soon as Jing Yingrong left, the targets of their attacks immediately became each other.

The field of vision was occupied by pitch-black flames, Wu Yaochen raised his eyebrows, the long sword deflected slightly, and he consciously dodged to the side.

But Yin Xueze was not like this, the direction of the sharp spear remained the same, and it went towards Wu Yaochen unabated.

As a result, Wu Yaochen immediately suffered a disadvantage.

"Well!"

Wu Yaochen was knocked out and hit the wall on the top floor.He stabilized his figure, the black flame burning on his chest.

Yin Xueze was scratched by the edge of the long sword, he retreated a few steps, and stopped his retreat by touching the ground with his sharp spear.

He glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his expression indifferent.

Wu Yaochen suppressed the fishy sweetness surging in his throat, he brushed off his clothes indifferently, the black flame was swallowed by the rising pale golden light.

"Don't you feel bad for treating me like this?"

Wu Yaochen smiled, with a completely joking tone.

Yin Xueze didn't look at him at all, but only looked at the jade jue held by Jing Yingrong.

Jing Yingrong looked at Yujue.The jade jue is white and flawless, and its shape is a ring with a gap.

The jade jue suddenly gave off a soft halo, and the hollow in the middle made circles of ripples, and a storage bag emerged from it.

That is the No.1 reward.

Jing Yingrong checked the contents of the storage bag, and said in the sea of ​​knowledge, San Ling was somewhat surprised.

Extreme Flame Orb: "The rewards are much richer than before!"

Jijie Pen: "The difficulty has increased so much, and the rewards should be increased."

Yin Xueze said, "Jing Yingrong."

Jing Yingrong: "Huh?"

Yin Xueze: "Is there any blood-smelting dragon sand in your reward?"

Jing Yingrong shook her head: "No."

Yin Xueze frowned slightly.

At this time, Lan Chucui and Shu Pinghui also arrived.

When Lan Chucui saw Jing Yingrong holding the jade ring, her expression was complicated.

Shu Pinghui was surprised at first, and then laughed: "Seeing that both of you lost to Rongrong, I'm also happy, hahahahaha——"

Wu Yaochen was not annoyed, and said lightly: "Left and right have won you."

Shu Pinghui: "..."

Four balls of light suddenly flew out of Yujue's halo, two big and two small.The two big ones floated towards Wu Yaochen and Yin Xueze, and the two smaller ones floated towards Shu Pinghui and Lan Chucui.

This is the reward for being tied for second and third - except for No.1, the rest of the rankings are determined by the order of reaching the top.

Yin Xueze frowned even more after checking his reward.

Suddenly, Wu Yaochen said, "Is this Yexuelongsha?"

He held a crimson stone in his palm.

Seeing the stone, Yin Xueze narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes."

He moved his gaze upwards, stared at Wu Yaochen, and asked, "Sell it or not?"

Wu Yaochen: "You want it?"

Yin Xueze looked impatient: "Nonsense. Do you want to sell it?"

Wu Yaochen threw stones over and over again, "I won't sell it. You promise me one condition, and I'll give it to you."

Yin Xueze: "What conditions?"

Wu Yaochen seemed to have thought of something very interesting, with a frivolous smile, he said, "Call 'Brother Wu' to listen."

Yin Xueze: "..."

Sen Han's murderous intent erupted suddenly.

Shu Pinghui blinked, and said coolly: "No one can die in the building, so doing it is not a violation."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Xueze rushed towards Wu Yaochen with a gun.

The two fought, and they were merciless.

Shu Pinghui and Lan Chucui each found a safe corner to hide, so as not to hurt innocent people.

Jing Yingrong stood there without moving.

boom!
A tornado of black flames swept past her and exploded.

boom!
The golden sword glow clinging to her back slashed to the ground.

Darkness and fire rained down the sky.

The violent red flame swept everything.

The black and red flames turned the entire top floor into purgatory.

Shu Pinghui and Lan Chucui had to use spells to protect themselves.

Lan Chucui snorted coldly, "Thanks to you."

Shu Pinghui retorted angrily: "It's none of my business. Could it be that Wu Yaochen asked for it, so he should be blamed."

Lan Chucui stopped talking.

She stared at Jing Yingrong who was completely unaffected by the battle, her eyes were deep and bottomless.

Those two people were both injured soon, but neither of them showed any tendency to stop fighting. Wu Yaochen's fighting spirit was fierce, and Yin Xueze's fighting spirit was even more serious.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the field.

It is No. 4 which finally made it to the top.

However, this person didn't even have time to see the scene on the top floor, he was engulfed by the two-color flames that were entangled and fighting to the death, and he was sent out of Qionglou directly.

The ball of light that Yujue flew out followed the man leisurely.

No.5 and No.6 suffered the same fate.

No.7 was lucky, she appeared near Shu Pinghui and was saved by her.

The man was dumbfounded and said, "Do you still want to fight when you get here?"

Shu Pinghui raised the corner of her mouth: "Personal grievances."

"Oh……"

The next eighth, ninth, and tenth places all suffered from this indiscriminate disaster.

The top ten had already been released, and a melodious bell sounded from somewhere, signifying the end of the event.

The two stopped their hands almost at the same time, and all the flames were extinguished.

Half of Yin Xueze's body was dripping with blood, and Wu Yaochen was also seriously injured.

Yin Xueze glared at Wu Yaochen viciously, his blood-stained face was extremely ferocious, making No.7's legs weak for a while.

Wu Yaochen took a elixir and let the wound heal by itself, still in the mood to tease: "It's just a joke, why get angry? If you don't like to call me senior, I don't mind."

Yin Xueze's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said sharply, "You're courting death!"

He didn't care that he was already covered in bruises, but he still rushed forward and continued to fight.

But Wu Yaochen quickly threw something at him, saying: "Send it to you, it's my apology."

After seeing clearly that what he received was Yexue Longsha, Yin Xueze froze for a moment, and stopped his movements.

He heard Wu Yaochen say again: "Hurry up and heal your wounds."

Yin Xueze was startled, he glanced at Wu Yaochen, frowned, seemed to be weighing something, then turned and walked away.

Shu Pinghui walked up to Wu Yaochen, and said, "Are you teasing cats?"

Wu Yaochen smiled, noncommittal.

Shu Pinghui: "Being scratched really badly, tsk tsk tsk."

Wu Yaochen: "I'm not the only one who is miserable."

"You're quite proud? Hey, I really don't understand. You know that people have a bad temper, why do you always provoke them, and they don't bother you."

"Of course it's because—" Wu Yaochen turned his eyes and looked towards Yin Xueze, the words paused for a moment, and when he spoke again, the content changed: "Miss Shu, I really find it difficult to talk to you."

"Huh? Why?"

Shu Pinghui was puzzled.

Wu Yaochen: "The distance is too far."

Shu Pinghui was stunned for a while before realizing that Wu Yaochen was saying that she was short.

"Wu Yaochen, I wish you an early death in the hands of Yin Xueze."

Shu Pinghui gritted her teeth and dropped this sentence, and left angrily.

Watching Shu Pinghui run to Jing Yingrong's place, Wu Yaochen was finally free to take out the things he had quietly collected in the battle just now.

Those were some pale black ice crystals, which he imprisoned with spiritual power to keep them as they were.

After examining it carefully, Wu Yaochen's thought moved, he gathered Zhu Xi's true flames in his palm and condensed them without sending out, only radiating flames to roast the ice crystals.

The flocculent black filaments growing in the ice crystals quickly evaporated, and the ice crystals were restored to the purest colorless and transparent state.

Wu Yaochen played with the clean and translucent ice crystals with a thoughtful expression.

(End of this chapter)