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"Miss Meng, you are no match for me. Just give up!"

"It's not that simple!" Meng Qiu Ling stood up. A vicious and barbaric aura was emitted from her body.

"This is?"

Jiang Xiao frowned and looked at Meng Qiu Ling doubtfully.

He could feel an extremely violent aura coming from Meng Qiu Ling. This aura caused him to feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Miss Meng, do you still want to fight back?" Jiang Xiao shouted, "Fists and feet have no eyes. Don't hurt your body by being impulsive!"

"Cut the crap, are you going to fight or not!" Meng Qiu Ling had already stood up. Her body was brimming with an ominous and barbaric aura.

Chen Feng looked at Meng Qiu Ling on the stage, his face full of thought.

"As expected, he's not simple!" If I guessed correctly, this power seemed to come from the blood of the violent woman! I never thought that bloodlines capable of inheriting power would actually exist! "

As a Grandmaster Pill Ancestor in his previous life, he had heard of a strange power in this world, which was the power of bloodlines. It was said that only those with noble bloodlines could inherit this power. Unexpectedly, Meng Qiu Ling appeared on his body.

"Miss Meng, since you refuse to admit defeat, then I will have to offend you again!"

Seeing that Meng Qiu Ling was unwilling to admit defeat, Jiang Xiao's expression became serious.

In the next moment, he pounced on Meng Qiu Ling like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Humph!" Meng Qiu Ling snorted. There seemed to be pride mixed in her voice.

She casually threw away the whisk in her hand and actually reached out to grab Jiang Xiao with her bare hands.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them met again.

"Get down!" Jiang Xiao's voice was filled with unquestionable authority. His hands formed into tiger claws and grabbed toward Meng Qiu Ling's shoulders.

As long as he caught her, he would definitely be able to throw her off the stage and obtain victory.

However, his hopes were immediately dashed.

With two "pa pa" sounds, the fierce tiger claw instantly froze in midair, and a pair of soft and tender hands firmly grabbed onto it.

"How is this possible?" Jiang Xiao looked at Meng Qiu Ling in surprise.

Only he himself knew how powerful the additional strength of this pair of small hands was. In front of this power, he felt so powerless.

"Now, get down!" Meng Qiu Ling's hoarse voice was heard. The strong and brutal air in her voice was very obvious.

Meng Qiu Ling's fist was so fast that Jiang Xiao had no time to react and was sent flying.

"Bang!" Jiang Xiao's face turned hot as he fell onto the stage.

Not only because he was in pain, but also because he had been slapped in the face!

There were two things a man shouldn't offend. First, he had to kneel down. Second, he had to slap his face!

"Damn it!" The anger in Jiang Xiao's heart flared up. The tender affection he had for the fairer sex had completely disappeared. He only had one thought left in his mind, and that was to defeat his opponent!

He suddenly jumped up and the long whip appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he whipped it towards Meng Qiu Ling.

However, when he lashed out, she saw Meng Qiu Ling's face and her eyes.

There was actually a faint look of contempt in that pair of black pearl eyes.

"Swish!"

Then, Jiang Xiao saw Meng Qiu Ling's body blur. In the next moment, she appeared in front of him, her delicate fist once again flying like lightning towards his face.

"How can he be so fast!" Before he could even think about it, he felt another pain on his face. An intense wave of shame and anger rushed into his mind!

He had been slapped in the face again!

Under such strong anger and shame, Jiang Xiao's eyes darkened. He actually fainted from anger!

The audience was in an uproar. The change in the situation was unexpected. Jiang Xiao, who had the absolute advantage, was defeated!

"No. 40 fighter, Meng Qiu Ling wins!"

With the announcement from the referee, Meng Qiu Ling walked down the arena and came to the side of Chen Feng and the others.

"Witch Meng, you're so fierce!" Wen Chen raised his thumb and praised.

"Hmph, hateful man, repeatedly looking down on me. You're asking for it." Meng Qiu Ling glanced at Chen Feng and said fiercely.

… ….

More than half of the matches were carried out in the most brilliant matches.

"Next, contestant number nineteen against contestant number thirty-two. Both contestants, please go on stage!" The referee announced loudly.

A figure swiftly flew up to the ring and stood proudly in the middle.

This man was Liu Zheng!

"Zhang Chenfei, get the hell up here!"

Liu Zheng shouted angrily towards the audience.

"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

In the blink of an eye, the audience went into an uproar.

Liu Zheng's words had thoroughly offended Zhang Chenfei.

All of the elite members of the aristocratic families were filled with pride. They were unexpectedly crowned with the word "Scram". Who could stand it?

"Humph!"

As expected, as soon as Liu Zheng finished speaking, a wave of cold snorts came from below the stage.

With a cold expression, Zhang Chenfei exuded an astonishing killing intent as he walked up the arena step by step.

Anyone who knew him well would know that he was infuriated.

"Wait a moment, I will make you understand that you cannot speak carelessly!"

Zhang Chenfei's cold voice sent chills down the spines of the audience: What a strong killing intent!

"Anyone can brag like that. Let's see if you have the ability to do so!"

Liu Zheng said angrily, his body suddenly bursting out with an extremely strong aura.

"What?! Half-step clone?"

Sensing this aura, many people in the audience were shocked!

Half-step Soul Division was a character who had already stepped into the Spirit Severing stage. Their attacks already carried some of the power of a Spirit Severing stage cultivator.

No wonder Liu Zheng dared to speak to Zhang Chenfei in such a manner. It turned out that he had the ability to do so!

"Hur hur, it's not simple at all." Zhang Chenfei said with a faint smile, "No wonder you dared to provoke me. So it was because you had improved so much."

After saying that, Zhang Chenfei's expression turned cold, and his voice became as cold as a thousand year old ice, "However, in front of me, you still do not have the right to be arrogant!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chenfei's momentum surged.

A powerful aura caused his clothes to flutter. His long hair was let loose, and he stood erect from the impact. It was an indescribable evilness!

Under this vigor, Liu Zheng actually felt small!

"What?" You actually broke through? "

Liu Zheng swallowed his saliva angrily. His eyes were no longer as proud as before. All that was left was the horror.

"You understood too late. Today, you will die!" Zhang Chenfei said coldly, and then laughed coldly at Liu Zheng, "Now, enjoy death!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Liu Zheng.

Black Jade Hand!

"No, I admit …"

Liu Zheng was so angry that his request to admit defeat came to an end before he could even shout it out!