THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 205: The Duel

“Twelve silvers, I bought E Shulansheng.” Someone immediately hugged him.

“Twelve silvers, I bought Lan Xin Yusheng.” Then someone handed the silver over again.

"Idiot, have you not heard that the Servant of the Lord is eight levels of fighting spirit?" The man scolds.

"But the others had third level monsters in Lan Xinyu."

"Tier 3 monsters have farts. Fighting power was the most important for this kind of strength match, unless the monsters could be stronger."

The audience makes a lot of comments while betting. Most people still choose E Shulan. Before, that guy was right. The use of third-order monsters at this level of fighting strongmen was not very clear.

Of course Ling Chuxi also heard this comment, but what she thought was another thing. Speaking of fighting spirit, with the help of Tian Luodan, Lan Xinyu was now eight layers of fighting spirit, which was no worse than E Shulan, and there was a third-order war wolf to help, and there was a third-order war wolf to help, it makes sense to say that it should be a stable win.

But when thinking about E Shulan's sword, Ling Chuxi felt a little uneasy again.There was a special reminder to the page of the bald fat man.Then, he also saw the power of the sword with his own eyes. The sword shattered Lan Xinyu's golden whip, so how powerful were the two swords to become one?

"We meet again. I'm so sorry for the last thing." E Shulan looked at Lan Xinyu, and her gentle face was filled with kindness and love that the daughter of God had to wait for.

“Last thing, I always remember, you don't have to pretend to be in front of me, I've seen what you are.” Lan Xinyu glanced at him with disdain. He had not been deceived by the gentleness on his face, but he had witnessed the evil and cruel nature of this god servant girl, but he disagreed with her, he would actually ruin her face. His face was now afraid of falling to the same end as the whip.

E Shulan clearly saw the humiliation in Lan Xinyu's eyes, and snorted in her heart. If not for Ling Chuxi, she would not have deliberately put down her posture and Lan Xinyu to show her kindness, because she did not accept it, then she blamed herself Too.

In the ring, the referee rang the bronze bell and announced the start of the match.

The casinos also stopped betting, and everyone was silent, looking nervous and hopeful on stage.

Lan Xinyu's wrist shook, and the golden wire whipped gently, tracing the beautiful golden bow in the air, and the whole person felt a little more heroic.

E Shulan also slowly pulled out the long sword. Including Ling Chuxi in its contents, everyone was the first to see the true face of the sword given by this temple. The beautiful sword let out clear water like moonlight, and the long sword came out from its sheath and shook. Ming, for a long time, seemed to have a special spirit.

"Good sword," said Fu Chengyu softly. As a prince, he was of extraordinary origin, and he had great power. His vision was not bad, he even praised him. Of course, this sword was unusual.

Ling Chuxi was also a little surprised, this sword intelligence could already be compared to the dust sword that had fallen before, but after receiving the forging of Tianlei, the falling dust sword now had a strange breath. , It was as if the awakened soul was hidden deep within the sword body, but it was untouched.

Although not as good as the sword of dust that had fallen down at the moment, but the eight layers of his fighting spirit, coupled with the spirituality within this sword, Lan Xinyu was not difficult to win.

There were shouts from the crowd, and the two in the ring had already met.

E Shulan's sword pierced swiftly, and his long sword exuded dazzling courage. Once he shot, he used the strongest force. In this contest, he did not represent himself, but the temple. Only by defeating the opponent with the fastest speed and the most relaxed attitude can the deity be displayed.

How could it possibly withstand the full blow of his eight-story fighting spirit with seven layers of fighting power?

Under the fighting spirit of the eight floors, everyone near the ring felt a huge pressure on their faces, and the cry was also stagnant, and then a loud roaring cry.

"Eight-story fighting spirit! It turned out that this was the strength of the eight-story fighting spirit!" Many spectators now only knew how strong the eight-story fighting spirit was. After training, every step of promotion is a huge leap. There was an insurmountable distance between eight floors.

Like Ling Chuxi's fight with Chu Jianyi at the beginning, no matter how powerful Ling Chu Guangxi's use of fighting spirit and the warrior's grasp was, they could not make up for the difference between the battle levels of the two. Sword one.

In everyone's sharp gazes, Lan Xinyu remained motionless, staring silently at the sword that the person stabbed directly. Only a gentle whip gathered fighting spirit and emitted a faint golden light.

"The eight-tier fighting spirit, E Shulan, the daughter of the gods, actually used the strongest combat spirit once she appeared. Lan Xinyu had yet to unleash the monster, did she want to fight the other party with her seven-tier battle power? Although his courage is commendable, I still have to say that it is almost impossible to achieve a miracle ... "At the comment table above, one commenter exclaimed loudly.

“Bang!” An apple with a bite just hit him hard.

"Who!" The comment was frightened and angry. When she looked towards, she saw Princess Wu's dissatisfied little face, and her strength immediately weakened, and she squeezed out a blank smile.

Then, a pile of rotten apples flew up, thrown by the spectators who were betting on Lan Xinyu, no one dared to destroy her, but when the five princesses took the lead, these people destroyed her.

The two commentators held their heads in one hand and their noses in the other, glanced at each other, and chose to quietly.

In the ring, E Shulan's sword had reached Lan Xinyu's body, everyone's heart mentioned her throat, but Lan Xinyu remained motionless, not even her eyes changed at all.

Until the tip of the sword almost touched his body, a brilliant golden light suddenly erupted in front of Lan Xinyu, and a powerful momentum suddenly erupted from his body.

The sword-wielding hand of E Shulan sank, and the golden whip was like a snake wandering agilely, snaring the long sword, and a vortex-like power came through the sword.

Lan Xinyu's trick was to be good at capturing both fighting spirit and time. Under that vortex-like attachment of strength, the E Shulan sword was difficult to break through by half a point.

E Shulan was shaken in his heart, and a quarrel broke out with all his strength, and he retreated backwards. At this moment, the power of the golden whip suddenly disappeared. E Shulan was completely unprepared and flew backwards heavily.

Lan Xinyu sneered at the corner of her mouth, and the golden whip was stretched, stretched into a straight line, and pumped towards E Shulan with a fierce roar, the target was her face. Since E Shulan wanted to smash his face the first time he met, of course he had to pay back his teeth.

Ling Chuxi looked at the corner of her mouth as she looked down. Lan Xinyu, this girl, is so cruel! But he likes it! Change him, he does the same! Maybe even more cruel!

E Shulan's eyes were horrified, if he caught this whip, his life would be completely over. Before it was too late to think, the small sword hidden in its hilt came out, and a white tent flashed, only blocking Lan Xinyu's golden whip.

In a fragile voice, the golden wire returned, and the sub-sword returned to the hilt as if it was spiritual, and E Shulan also retreated to the edge of the ring, almost falling down.

E Shulan's face was red and white. Although Zijian blocked Lan Xinyu's golden whip, but a strong fighting spirit swept across her cheeks, and it was still hot and stinging.

I thought I could defeat my opponent and show the prestige of the temple in one move with fighting spirit on the eighth floor, but I did not expect that I was almost forced by the other party into the ring. The depression and anger in E Shulan's heart were more uncomfortable than the tingling in her face. In this way, he was forced into the ring, not to mention himself, even the face of the temple was gone.

Eight levels of fighting spirit! E Shulan also sensed Lan Xinyu's current true strength, she was promoted to the eighth floor. Of course, he had also read the news that Fengyan was going to be sold, and it would never go wrong. That is, Lan Xinyu's breakthrough was a thing in the past few days. How is this possible?

My heart hesitates and gets angry, E Shulan no longer dares to be careless. The other party was also eight levels, not weaker than himself, and there were third level monsters. At the same rate, any external force can change. The last ending.

"Eight layers of fighting spirit, it turned out that Lan Xinyu was also eight layers of fighting spirit. We knew that as a genius, how her strength could be so simple, and the calmness just now, how could seven What possessed by the fighting spirit layer be worthy of being a genius girl ... "The comments on stage were also startled, and inevitably had to start squatting again.

“Horses cannons!” The audience viciously threw some rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes.

This time, the world became silent again.

The audience was filled with sounds, and everyone was shocked by the strength Lan Xinyu suddenly displayed. E Shulan watched Lan Xinyu ferociously, slowly chanting an ancient and profound scripture.

“Curse Lianxin!” Fu Chengyu's eyes looked at E Shulan.

“Curse Lianxin?” The five princesses looked at him in confusion.

“The temple's secret scriptures can instantly unite the fighting spirit to its limits,” Fu Chengyu explained briefly, most of the words were still explained to Ling Chuxi.

On E Shulan's body, there was a strange breath, although the fighting spirit was still eight layers, it had become extremely dense. The long sword shot out again, and in the dazzling sword light, there was something colder and colder than before.

“Be careful!” Ling Chuxi reminded Lan Xinyu, Lan Xinyu had just been promoted to the eighth floor, and the use of fighting energy was not as good as her opponents, not to mention after E Shulan had cast a heart-perfection spell, the fighting spirit became very solid.

Lan Xinyu did not dare recklessly, and quickly summoned a third-rate war wolf, at the same time, she gathered her fighting strength with all her strength, and waved a golden whip to block it.

Jinguang and Baimang cross each other, and from time to time there were crisp symphonies, and even the hard ground was cut with a strong mark by the strong fighting spirit of the two men. When you wake up, you can only know who is going through your clothes and body shape.

The third-order war wolf was forced to be difficult to get close to, and could only revolve around the figure of two fast-moving people, looking for an opportunity to influence the E Shulan attack.

On E Shulan's sword, a thick white mist suddenly erupted, and Zi Jian flew towards the rain-hearted blue face.

Lan Xinyu had already seen the power of this movement a long time ago, and under the strong fighting spirit driven by the Lianxin Curse, this sword was several times stronger than the sword she had encountered, and it was several times stronger than the one she had encountered, and he could only use gold threads. The whip waved a net of golden light in front of him.

"Keng, Keng, Kang ..." The flexible whip of the golden wire even made sharp sounds like the intersection of a sword and an axe. Everyone saw that a golden light flew out, and the golden wire whip was once again shattered into pieces by Zi Jian.

“Huh, this time, I see if you still have luck so you can escape from my sword.” Shulan's loud voice went into Lan Xinyu's ears.

Lan Xinyu gritted her teeth and focused her fighting spirit on the last short piece of golden wire whip in her hand, pulling towards the small sword.

The flexible whip and the small sword collided directly, exploding into a thunderous muffling sound.Under the overwhelming force, Lan Xinyu involuntarily flicked upwards, flying out of the ring, dashing out, and fell to the ground.

"Oh, it's been defeated. The sword must be the sword given by the temple. Really strong." There are several********s among the crowd.

According to the rules of the game, as long as the body leaves the ring range, it is considered defeated. But no one could see that if it wasn't for that sword, or if it wasn't for the encouraging spells, the end result of this game was really hard to say.

Saddened at the falling blue heart rain, an exclamation rang out from the crowd: "Be careful!"

The small, beautiful sub-sword did not stop there, but pushed towards Lan Xinyu's face faster. Looking at the scene where the sword smashed the golden whip earlier, anyone could imagine this What would happen if the sword fell on Lan Xinyu's face. Even if you could save your life, it would definitely be completely broken.

“But cruel thoughts!” There is peace in everyone's heart, and I never thought that this gentle-looking servant of God was so cruel.

Ling Chuxi did not expect that E Shulan would still have a poisoned hand after winning, just getting up and saving, he saw a solid figure fly faster, catching Lan Xinyu in one hand, and he could not help it, and the sword in the other hand. As soon as Mang appeared, he flew the little sword, and the little sword curled strangely, and returned to the hilt in E Shulan's hand like a nesting Swift.

Only then did everyone see that figure clearly.

“Bai Lihan!” The cry sounded, yes, this person is Bai Lihan, the biggest competition this year to win the competition, Bai Lihan.

“You, you okay?” Bai Lihan asked, looking at Lan Xinyu.

“No, it's okay.” Looking at her worried eyes, Lan Xinyu panicked and did not speak fluently.

“Oh?” Bai Lihan looked at him, puzzled, and looked slightly dissatisfied.

Seeing that dissatisfied expression, Lan Xinyu understood it at once. He thought he was studying and was upset.

“I, I don't want to learn from you, I, I just, just ... forgot to tell you, I'm fine, thank you.” Lan Xinyu blushed and hurried to explain, but it was even more vague, so she just Not to mention, just like what I did, I escaped quickly.

Looking at his anxious face, Bai Lihan knew that he was not learning on his own, and he was a little happy in his heart.

“She's already lost, why do you still want to do it?” Turning around, Bai Lihan's face turned cold, looking at E Shulan coldly.

"I'm sorry, I confiscated my hand" E Shulan said in a disapproving tone. Although this was an apology, but the perfunctory tone of everyone could see that there was no trace of sincerity!

Can't take it? Not to mention Bai Lihan, even ordinary viewers who saw Zijian's return just now knew that the use of this sword had reached the point where he wanted to. The so-called inability to hold his hand was just nonsense.

"Stop seizing your hand? I know." Baili Han looked at him sharply, didn't say anything more, and turned around.

E Shulan's heart sank, and somehow an unpleasant feeling surfaced in his heart.

Lan Xinyu had already returned to Ling Chuxi and the others at this time, but her face did not have too much decadence.It seemed that under the repeated forging of Ling Chuxi, who was torn and shattered, was, the psychological quality is much better than before. .

“Blue, Blue Heart Rain, you, are you okay?” The five princesses stepped up and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking like this?" Lan Xinyu glanced at Princess Wu doubtfully.

"She, she's fine, just, just heart and freaking out. Because, for, peaches, peach blossoms, opened." Ling Chuxi also laughed together and stammered.

Ling Yichen and the others could not help but laugh. Lan Xinyu did not understand that Princess Wu and Ling Chuxi were making fun of her at the moment.

"I'm fighting you! You guys who have no conscience!" Lan Xinyu was getting flushed even more, and her heart was indeed racing. The moment Bai Lihan saved her, her heart was beating so fast and she was panicking as well.

...

There was no tension in the next Ling Chuxi match. He was faced with someone who ranked over twenty in the booklet. Ling Chuxi did not even remember the name and appearance of the opponent, and quickly defeated the opponent on the court. Then wait for your next game. The narrators had finished before they even started talking. But many people did not investigate the matter, as Ling Chuxi did not exert his full strength.

The second half of the game ended successfully. Ling Chuxi easily advanced to the next round. Ling Yichen and He Baikan also defeated their respective opponents. Xia Zhuoyi also managed to advance after struggling hard.

This result does not exceed most people's expectations. Other than Lan Xinyu's unexpected breakthrough before the match, she had almost defeated E Shulan. In general, the news about the Fengyan Club was still very accurate and could be said to be good. Precious.

The lottery of the new round of competition was soon over After grabbing the newly discovered lottery table from Xia Zhuoyi, Wu Gong glanced at her and looked at Lan Xinyu with a very strange look.

Immediately after, Ling Chuxi looked at him with the same eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like this?” Lan Xinyu felt hairy by them.

“I want to tell you that someone will take revenge for you soon.” The five princesses glanced over with a second glance.

“Reprisal?” Lan Xinyu grabbed the lottery table in her hand and knew what her eyes meant. It turned out that E Shulan's opponent in the next round turned out to be Bai Lihan.

“You, please don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with him.” Ling Chuxi and Princess Wu's ambiguous eyes looked embarrassed, and explained, she stuttered slightly as she panicked.

“Then, then, what do you stutter, stutter?” Ling Chuxi smiled, studying Lan Xinyu's tone.

“That's right, you, don't talk nonsense, me, how can we talk nonsense.” Princess Wu echoed at the side.

“Ling Chuxi, I fight with you.” Lan Xinyu blushed and spread her teeth with her claws.