C85 Challenge Competition 3
C85 Challenge Competition 3
"Ziyi, you can do it!"
"Ziyi, I love you!"
"Purple Dress, victory is certain!"
The male disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect kept shouting, while the disciples of the White Cloud Sect were cheering.
It was not because the disciples of the White Cloud Sect were not cheering, but because there were only about twenty disciples of the White Cloud Sect. Compared to the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect, it was insignificant, like a stone sinking into the ocean.
"Senior Brother Bai, this young lady has come to pay her respects!" Dongfang Ziyi bowed like a palace maid, placing her hands on her waist and slightly squatting down. After that, she coyly said, and her eyes kept blinking.
Bai Zihua's heartbeat shook, and his heart beat faster and faster. His face instantly turned completely red.
When Muh Feng saw this action, he felt goosebumps all over his body. Dongfang Ziyi was wearing a revealing purple Daoist robe. Her toes and fingernails were painted in various colors, and her eyelids were painted in a pink and green color. She was extremely charming and seductive.
The male disciples below the stage stared straight at the two small peaks on Dongfang Ziyi's chest, which were moving up and down. They were gulping down their saliva.
The female disciples looked at her with disdain. Occasionally, some of the female disciples whispered, "Stupid witch, slut!"
"Junior Sister, there's no need to be so polite. Shall we start now?" Bai Zihua, who had regained his senses, asked.
"Yeah, let's begin!" After saying that, Dongfang Ziyi suddenly attacked.
"Myriad Returning Swords, shout!"
Tens of thousands of Flying Swords filled the sky and ground as they pierced towards Bai Zihua. Their imposing manner was overwhelming, and the sky darkened.
Bai Zihua was unprepared and was caught off guard. He hurriedly raised a spirit energy barrier.
However, the difference in strength between them was not large. The fully prepared Dongfang Ziyi was not something Bai Zihua could block with the barrier he hastily erected.
The Flying Sword instantly broke through the barrier. Bai Zihua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. He fell dozens of meters away.
"You, you, you tricked..."
Bai Zihua struggled to support his body as he pointed at Dongfang Ziyi and said. Before he could finish, he fainted.
"Despicable, shameless!"
"He's really despicable. He seduced Senior Brother Bai and then took the opportunity to attack with his full strength. How cunning."
"This woman is really vicious, she's too scheming."
The disciples of the White Cloud Sect were filled with resentment. From time to time, they would scold her.
"Hmph, who can you blame for being lecherous? Be careful with your words, be careful of your mouth!" A disciple of Myriad Sword Sect said.
The disciples of the White Cloud Sect instantly turned pale. They didn't dare to utter a single word, but their flustered and exasperated expressions told everyone that even if they didn't say anything, they would still be cursing in their hearts. It was just that they were angry and didn't dare to speak.
Although Muh Feng didn't agree with Dongfang Ziyi's actions, he didn't have much of an opinion about it. There was no deception in war. Who could be blamed if you weren't careful?
Bai Zihua was severely injured by the attack. He chose to admit defeat in the following matches, and it was Dongfang Ziyi's turn to take the stage.
His opponent was Mr. Rakish, Fann Silong. Although Zi Yi was still flirting with Fann Silong, it was useless to Mr. Rakish, who had seen countless girls. His opponent wasn't affected at all.
Zi Yi was so angry that she stomped her feet. Half of the hill behind her was revealed. At this moment, Coke had ruined the male disciples. Many of them had nosebleeds on their faces, and some even fainted.
However, Mr. Rakish was still indifferent. He said, "Don't use your Soup Dumplings to make a fool of yourself. You are the youngest I have ever seen."
In fact, that was not the case. All of this was just Mr. Rakish deliberately making her angry. Mr. Rakish thought to himself, "So big!"
Since he could not tempt her, the furious purple robe attacked with lightning speed, and it was the ultimate move of Myriad Sword Sect.
Mr. Rakish was already prepared for this. He shouted out, "Jade Women's Cotton Palm!"
"Boom!"
After the dust settled, Mr. Rakish stood still on the spot. Dongfang Ziyi, on the other hand, fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth from time to time. She stared at Mr. Rakish fiercely.
"Wah! What a great white hair!" A disciple below the stage drooled and said.
"So beautiful. If I could spend the night with her, I would be willing to die immediately."
"It would be even more beautiful if I were naked. What a pity!"
Hearing the discussions of the disciples below, Dongfang Ziyi immediately lowered her head and looked. Her upper body was almost completely naked. Apart from the important parts of her lower body that were blocked, the rest of her body had been shattered.
"Ah!"
Dongfang Ziyi shouted loudly. She hurriedly covered her chest with both hands and flew away. Before she left, she said to Mr. Rakish, "I will remember you. I will definitely take revenge for today's humiliation in the future."
"Mr. Rakish, I love you!"
"Mr. Rakish, good beating. Beat that b * tch to death!"
The female disciples below the stage shouted loudly. Although they were from the same sect, Dongfang Ziyi was usually domineering. Not many female disciples liked her, and those who followed her were all male disciples who were lustful. It was said that the reason why Zi Yi had achieved what she had today was because she had betrayed her own body and hooked up with the higher ups of the Myriad Sword Sect.
It was Mr. Rakish's turn to challenge the next match, and his opponent was, of course, Muh Feng.
This time, Mr. Rakish did not choose to enter the stage in a magnificent manner. Instead, he walked step by step onto the stage.
"Hello, Mr. Muh. I just wanted to say a few words to you. Is that alright?" Mr. Rakish said with a smile.
"Brother Fan, just say it."
"Although Mr. Muh is a Golden Core Late Period, his combat strength is amazing. He can easily fight those who have broken through to the next realm. I, Fan, am impressed. I am already very satisfied that I am able to enter the top three. I will give up on the next battle. Both of you are top geniuses. I know my limits, and I won't be able to defeat you. "
"Hehe, Brother Fan is too modest!"
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"I have a request. I hope that Mr. Muh can defeat Lige of Myriad Sword Sect in one fell swoop. I wonder if Mr. Muh is confident." After saying that, Mr. Rakish's face was full of sadness.
"Oh! I wonder why Brother Fan insisted on seeing Lige lose?" Muh Feng was a little puzzled and asked.
"Ai! This matter is a long story, and it's not convenient to talk about it here. After this matter is over, I will definitely pay a visit and drink to my heart's content. When the time comes, I will explain it clearly. " Mr. Rakish said with a sigh.
"Alright, Muh Feng will do his best!"
"En, thank you!"
After saying that, Mr. Rakish turned to the crowd and said, "Elder Wan, I admit defeat!"
The crowd nodded their heads and said, "Next, the most exciting moment has arrived. The final round of the competition will begin soon. The competition between Lige of Myriad Sword Sect and Muh Feng of Heavenly Thunder Sect is about to begin."
The disciples below the stage gave a round of applause, then they shouted in unison, "Lige, you will win! Lige, you are the best!"
Chen Hui and the others were not willing to be outdone. They shouted, "Muh Feng, you can do it! You are the best!"
At this moment, the two of them stood on the stage and looked at each other. They did not say a word. Only their auras gradually rose. The two auras collided in the middle of the stage, creating sparks.