"You are so arrogant!" Dongfang Jing Chong stared at Yun Zheng tightly and said in a gritted teeth.

Yun Zheng shrugged and smiled indifferently, "Of course I can't compare to you."

Everyone agreed with this.

It was clearly that he threatened to provoke Yun Zheng’s bet first, but Yun Zheng just counterattacked appropriately, what’s wrong?

Not to mention, Yun Zheng's counterattack is unexpected every time.

Dongfang Jingchong was so angry that she was implicitly sarcastic. This bitch was still so annoying, no wonder Qiu Peng hated her so much.

Qiu Peng, who was sitting in the audience seat at this moment, looked ugly, turned his head and said to Li Jiaojiao, "I know why you were defeated under her hands."

This Yun Zheng is much smarter than she imagined.

Qiu Peng asked: "Do you know what Yun Zheng's cultivation is now?"

Li Jiaojiao shook her head, pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed slightly: "Since she entered the Holy Academy, there has been no circulating how much she actually has, but her cultivation level was at the first level of the Spirit Emperor."

"The first level of Ling Emperor?" Qiu Pengsi murmured to himself, and then she smiled proudly, "In half a year, no matter how high her talent is, how can she save Dongfang Jingchong, who has the sixth level of Lingzong cultivation?"

In half a year, it was almost impossible to break from the Ling Emperor to the level of Ling Zong.

Wait for her to become her cousin’s defeated general!

On the ring.

Dongfang Jingchong summoned a sword and stared at Yun Zheng with a drowning look, "Go to take a move!"

Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Then have you agreed to the conditions I just mentioned?"

Dongfang Jingchong hesitated for a moment. He looked towards Lou Chuyue, facing the sight of going up Lou Chuyue. For a moment, he felt like he was getting a passionate momentum. He nodded and agreed to this condition that seemed impossible in his heart.

"I promise you." He said.

When Yun Zheng heard this, she curled her lips, "Very good."

Dongfang Jing Chong had a feeling of uneasiness. Before he could think clearly, a spear with beautiful flames stabbed across the mountain!

The flames were scorching, and the strong wind that swept through the tip of the gun killed people invisibly.

His face changed drastically, and he quickly used the spiritual power in his dantian to lift a sword to block it.

‘Clang—’

The blades intersected, and a harsh sound was cut.

Makes your scalp numb.

Dongfang Jing's eyes changed slightly, Yun Zheng's cultivation level was at least as good as the Spirit Sect!

Yun Zheng's strong attack made him dare not take it lightly anymore, and he immediately took it very seriously, but Dongfang Jingchong was forced to retreat repeatedly.

‘Click—’

The blade in his hand shattered instantly. At the same time, a sharp spear pointed at Dongfang Jingchong's neck. The spear tip was very close to the skin of his neck. So close that he could move more, the flesh and blood of his neck would be broken.

Dongfang Jing raised his head and swallowed, trying to retreat and danger.

However, as soon as he moved, the tip of the gun approached him, as if he was threatened by death.

"If I move again, I won't be able to control my strength." Yun Zheng smiled and provoked in a naked tone.

Dongfang Jingchong's face was gloomy and his eyes were staring at Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng: "Do you admit defeat?"

A look of humiliation flashed across Dongfang Jingchong's face. He and Yun Zheng fought with each other in less than three rounds before they were hit by the gate of the life gate with weapons!

The bet happened just now.

The slap in the face came too quickly, allowing various emotions such as humiliation, resentment, and unwillingness to circumvent the mind of Dongfangjing.

The old student in the audience and the freshman in the waiting area stretched their necks to see how Dongfang Jingchong reacted.

Dongfang Jingchong slightly lowered his eyes, and seemed to have a frustrated expression of unspeakable disappointment, but the next moment—

His hand moved, and in an instant, a long sword was summoned by him again. A stream of spiritual power burst out from his whole body to protect him, and his feet quickly retreated. At the same time, his facial features were twisted due to force, and he waved his hand and slashed.

'boom--'

Yun Zheng snorted lightly and raised her hand to block it indifferently.

Compare speed with her.

Very good!

Yun Zheng took back the spear and moved his body. Only a white shadow was flashing on the ring.

Dongfang Jingchong frowned tightly and shouted: "Come out!"

He watched around in a defensive posture, his sword waiting for an opportunity to go.

Everyone also took it seriously.

Except for the heavyweights above, everyone else can only see one shadow.

Nan Batian: "The strength of the gun and the speed of the body are all seedlings who focus on martial arts cultivation!"

Jun Fang: "It is indeed undeniable that it is unexpected that Yun Zheng, the girl, grew up so fast."

Gu Wulan: "Since half a year ago, she seemed to have just been promoted to the Spirit Emperor, but now she has the cultivation of the Spirit Sect! Judging from the situation on the arena, she is better than Dongfang Jingchong, who is the sixth-level Ling Sect."

Xiao Xumo: "Hehe, I bet on Yun Zheng, this girl wins!"

Lou Fengxian: "This girl is in line with my temperament."

When the other four people heard this, they couldn't help but shake their bodies, which was in line with Lou Fengxian's temperament. If Yun Zheng followed Lou Fengxian's hands, wouldn't it become the second version of "Dongzhou men's nightmare"?

Thinking about it, I got goosebumps.

No, they will definitely give up on Yun Zheng.

The ghostly figure appeared behind Dongfang Jingchong, who only felt that his wrist was grabbed by someone with brute force.

In an instant, the sound of a broken bone sounded.

“Ahhhh…”

‘Clang’

The hand was unable to grasp the sword because of pain and weakness, and fell to the ground instantly.

Dongfang Jingchong looked ferocious. His left hand condensed his palm power and wanted to turn around and slapped Yun Zheng's head, but—

"Bang!"

Yun Zheng pinched his wrist with one hand and smashed him to the ground with brute force!

Dongfang Jingchong's palm power ended before it even began.

My body was numb for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, with Yun Zheng's expression unchanged, she continued to pull his wrist and smash it for more than a dozen times in a fast and even pattern.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"!!!" Everyone was stunned.

Only the people from Fengyun Team are calm and composed.

After all, if Yun Zheng is angry, she will even smash them even if she becomes cruel.

That feeling is like you have countless strength all over your body, but you are very frustrated and unable to use it. You are also dizzy and dizzy when smashed, and your body is even more "whipped" from the ground.

Lou Chuyue, who was waiting for the competition area, looked a little complicated, and an unknown expression flashed across her eyes.

When Jing Zhan was lying next to Nangong Junze, he became interested in seeing this scene. His body leaned forward slightly, his hands crossed under his chin, looking very interested.

The beauty becomes violent and is not vulgar at all, but has a unique flavor.

Jing Zhan asked with a smile: "She is the captain of Fengyun Squad that you occasionally mention, Yun Zheng?"

Nangong Junze was stunned for a moment. When he saw the interest in his eyes, he sighed helplessly. He warned: "She is not easy to mess with."

When Jing Zhan heard this, his sword eyebrows raised slightly.

"I only know if it's easy to mess with you."

"You already have a fiancée." Nangong Junze frowned and reminded him.

Jing Zhan sneered lightly and said disdainfully: "My fiancée is ugly, vicious and stupid. I, Jing Zhan, don't want it!"

Finally, he looked at a man sitting quietly by the corner not far away, and teased with teasing: "And my fiancée likes Zhongli Wuyuan, the prince of Zhongli Kingdom."
Chapter completed!