C50

Chapter 50 - Participating ethnic ratio (14)

Beiming Lanyue's eyes narrowed, and said to BeiMing Chu behind her, "I'll do it myself." At the same time, a tiny palm pushed BeiMing Chu backwards, and at the same time, his body borrowed the force of the impact to leap into the air, barely dodging Bei Mingyu's sword energy.

Walla ~ ~ ~

This arena was built with excellent marble. Even if ordinary swords or sabers were hacked dozens of times, they still wouldn't be able to break open such a big crack in the arena, and Xuan Artifacts only required one strike to be this powerful.

Even Beiming Lan Yue was slightly speechless. Good boy, this Xuan Artifact spirit artifact is really something. It's as good as a bomb. If that sword hit her body, she would probably be chopped into pieces.

Feeling the greedy gazes from the surroundings, the Great Elder frowned even more. He decided that no matter how the Discipline Hall punished his grandson, he wouldn't care.

Seeing that his sword had missed, Bei Mingyu was slightly angry. He held his sword and waved it towards Beiming Lan Yue again, his fair face had a sinister look.

BeiMing Chu also quickly entered the battlefield.

Beiming Lan Yue's eyes were cold and filled with killing intent. Before Bei Mingyu could attack, he quickly flew over Bei Mingyu's head and landed behind him like a ghost.

Many people were shocked, even those with a higher cultivation than Beiming Lan Yue could not see Beiming Lan Yue's movement clearly, she had already appeared behind Bei Mingyu. It was no wonder that they could not see it, Beiming Lan Yue's movement technique was already extremely practiced in her previous life, if combined with her current cultivation, the speed was naturally extremely fast.

A ruthless look flashed past his eyes. Just as Bei Mingyu felt a chill behind his back, Beiming Lan Yue's body spun, and her leg kicked out heavily onto Bei Mingyu's back.

Ahh!

With a blood-curdling scream, Bei Mingyu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Along the way, a rain of blood rained down, and under the frightened gazes of many people, he finally smashed onto the stage a few dozen meters away.

The eyes of the surrounding people widened, many of them still had fear in their eyes. Beiming Lan Yue's kick was at least a few hundred kilograms, and Bei Mingyu's back was covered in blood and it was caved in. Needless to say, his spine must have been broken.

Many people secretly ridiculed Little Devil Girl in their hearts. As expected of the Little Devil Girl, she didn't know the term 'easy to deal with' until the crowd realized that they would rather befriend Beiming Lan Yue than offend her. Because offending her would be a miserable fate, she didn't care what kind of background you had.

Second Elder, who was sitting beside the Head Elder, subconsciously said, "It hurts!"

The Great Elder's face twitched, and he rolled his eyes fiercely at the Second Elder. In fact, the Great Elder's heart was in great pain, but if he did not beat up this son of his, who knew how much trouble he would cause in the future, then it would be too late. Thus, from start to finish, he could only watch coldly, and did not stop him.