Chapter 72

"It's that girl, she's going to play."

Mingzhang Zhenren looked in the direction of the second ring, and sure enough, he saw Ye Xingyue entering the ring. In fact, he had seen the girl a long time ago.

On Yuquan Peak, there was a small mirror in front of Gu Han, and the scene in the mirror was exactly the scene of Ye Xingyue walking into the ring.

If Ye Xingyue knew that her master, who has always been like a flower in the high mountains, actually did something like peeping, and it was herself who peeped, she would definitely die of laughter.

On the ring, Ye Xingyue cupped her hands at the burly man opposite, and then reported herself as Ye Xingyue, a disciple of Lingmu Peak.

"let's start."

The man was wielding a pair of huge hammers, his arms were also very powerful, and he also relied on strength to crush him in the previous match.

But this man also has a big weakness, that is, lack of flexibility.

Relying on her flexibility, Ye Xingyue easily dodged the man's attack several times.

He couldn't hit anyone all the time, and the man was a little annoyed.

A pair of hammers was swung by him violently, and waves of air were set off in the air.

Ye Xingyue dodged the attack of the air wave, her figure exploded, she jumped, and her whole body stomped heavily on the pair of hammers.

The man's hands sank.

Ye Xingyue did a spiritual somersault, flipped directly to the man's back, then stretched out his foot and kicked the man's knees, and the man's hands and wrists flicked with his fingers lightly, just in time for the numbness of the man's hands. superior.

The man felt that his hands were weak for a while, and the double hammers in his hands fell to the ground with a "plop".At the same time, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.

Immediately after the neck is a cold.

A dagger was placed on the back of his neck.

The man's face was flushed. It was obvious that such a posture made him feel very humiliated, especially when he was defeated by a woman.

After holding it for a long time, he finally said three words: "I admit defeat."

When Ye Xingyue heard this, she let go of her hand immediately.

He clenched his fists at the man, "I accept it."

The man snorted coldly, turned around and got off the ring.

Ye Xingyue stood quietly on the ring and waited for the next person to come on stage.

Just now she hardly used any spiritual power, and used her original skills, so she didn't need to take any Qi Hui Dan.

Spiritual Master Lingle looked at Ye Xingyue's agile skills and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This girl is a bit weird, what kind of movement is this?"

It was also the first time Master Mingzhang saw Ye Xingyue fighting with others, so he couldn't help being a little curious.

He shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

While speaking, a woman in a pink dress walked up to the ring gracefully. Ye Xingyue saw that he was not wearing a Taixuan sect's attendant, so she knew that this woman should also be the disciple of Daoist Jiedan, so To dress like this.

Zhao Yajing stepped onto the ring and smiled slightly at Ye Xingyue, "Falling Water Peak Zhao Yajing, senior sister, please be merciful."

Looking at the woman on stage, Master Lingle's face was not very good-looking.

Master Mingzhang looked at Master Lingle whose expression had changed, and said jokingly: "Junior Sister Lingle, if I remember correctly, this Yajing girl is your junior by blood."

Master Lingle nodded, "Yes!"

Besides, on the ring, Ye Xingyue looked at the girl in front of her, and listening to her words, her bones were about to crumble.

"This junior sister invited me."

Zhao Yajing didn't talk nonsense, she shook her hands slightly, and a pipa appeared out of thin air.

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(End of this chapter)

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