C15

"Hmm?"

Ming Yu suddenly reacted, narrowly avoiding this vicious finger. Her left palm instinctively shot out, slamming into Rou Wu Yue's towering chest, sending her flying to the side of the stage. Her green and red dress was shattered by Ming Yu's true energy.

"Ya!"

This time, she really didn't wear a single strand of cloth. She hastily used the torn fabric to cover the most important parts of her body. However, this sexy scene still made the audience salivate and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

However, the audience quickly turned their heads around and pretended not to see anything. They knew who was supporting her, so if they were discovered, their eyeballs could be dug out.

However, Ming Yu was different. He stared at Rou Wu Yue. Even though his left hand still had the astonishing feeling of being flabbergasted, his mood had turned extremely cold.

If he was not careful, he would have died!

"Stinking hooligan …" You have destroyed my innocence! What else do you want? "

Rou Wu Yue took out a black robe from her storage ring to cover her delicate body. Not only had her clothes been torn by Ming Yu, she had also been unscrupulously stared at by Ming Yu. The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.

"Is that so?"

Ming Yu held the sword in her hand and walked towards Rou Wu Yue step by step. She said coldly, "When we were fighting just now, your moves were ruthless, and I had only won the match, yet you say that I have no gentleman's grace. Do you think that you are a woman and want other men to unconditionally beat, kill, and even sneak attack you?

Ming Yu's words revealed the thoughts of many of the male audience members. It was just that they didn't dare to speak out in anger.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Yu rushed towards Rou Wu Yue. With a flick of his wrist, the back of the sword was struck towards her chest. Even if it was a sword back, it had to break her ribs.

How could Rou Wu Yue still have the strength to fight? She immediately turned around and was about to jump off the arena, but Ming Yu's speed was so quick. The back of her merciless throat sealing sword slapped down onto Ming Yu's perky butt.

Ah!

With a cry of surprise from Rou Wu Yue, a powerful force knocked her out of the arena and she fell to the ground.

Ming Yu pointed his sword at Dancing Moon and coldly said, "If I don't teach you a lesson, how will you grow?"

"Alright!"

This word "good" appeared in the hearts of the audience. In fact, in their hearts, they were already clapping their hands until they turned red. Ming Yu's strike had truly vented their anger.

However, who would dare say it out loud?

Rou Wu Yue was the Red Drunken Fragrance Pavilion's dancer, and the one who supported her was Zhao Han Dao!

This was a top young warrior among the finalists of the Underground Imperial City. Even though Ming Yu's words and that sword attack were enough to vent his anger, he had completely offended Zhao Hanren.

Ming Yu definitely didn't have the qualifications to challenge Zhao Hanben several times in the arena, but before Zhao Hanben, every single one of them would give him face and beat him to death.

"I will make you pay a price as painful as blood!"

Rou Wu Yue stood up from the ground. Her gaze towards Ming Yu was filled with endless hatred, but the tears in her almond eyes couldn't be stopped as they flowed down.

Ming Yu did not even want to bother with this woman. Although he had already earned enough money, he had just gained some insights into the sword art. It would be better for him to keep it up and strike the iron while it was hot.

After thinking about it, Ming Yu adjusted her state of mind and said, "Next."

He hadn't thought that after Ming Yu challenged Rou Wuyue, he would still have the confidence to continue challenging her! However, after hearing what Rou Wu Yue said, the audience couldn't help but shake their heads.

"It's over. Because of Zhao Hanben, it'll be difficult for Ming Yu to move a single step forward in the upcoming battle. He might as well leave now." Some spectators discussed softly.

"It's useless. Even if he leaves now, how can Zhao Hanbao let him go?" Sooner or later, he's going to die. "

"Ai, what a pity for such a powerful figure."

Zhou Kai, who was in the corner, had a look of disbelief on his face. He could not tolerate Ming Yu being stronger than him, but he had to watch Ming Yu die here bit by bit.

Ming Yu must die!

Right at that moment, a dark blue swordsman had already stepped onto the stage. Without saying anything, he drew his sword and attacked, each move aimed to kill Ming Yu.

What Ming Yu wanted was a battle of life or death. Only this way could he burst out with the greatest potential in Ming Yu's body!

Ming Yu was learning the sword art in his hand, and the more he fought, the more he comprehended, and the fiercer his sword techniques became, and the smoother his moves became. This kind of match on the stage was several times more efficient than when he was practicing his sword, and Ming Yu was also able to smoothly use some of his sword techniques from before.

"Sixth Annihilation!"

Ming Yu suddenly struck out with her sword, slicing apart the swordsman's blade. Violent sword Qi swept out, sending the swordsman flying out of the arena.

Next, everyone saw as one challenger after another was taken off the stage by Ming Yu!

At this time, with the addition of Rou Wu Yue, Ming Yu had already defeated the six finalists!

Around Stage Number 35, almost all the spectators in the underground city rushed over.

All they could see was a young man wildly swinging his sword. He was killing gods and buddhas, winning six consecutive victories. At this moment, Ming Yu's aura was clearly imposing, without the slightest hint of weariness.

"Soon."

Ming Yu took a deep breath and adjusted his own mood. Right now, his comprehension of the Converse Slaughtering Sword had progressed by another step, and his mind was filled with sword intent. He was not far from the peak of the Confusion Slaughtering Sword!

"Heavens, is he even human?" Some in the audience gasped in surprise.

"This Ming Yu has won six consecutive rounds. Could he be catching up to the legendary Ye Xi?"

A sensible spectator shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the real battle is about to begin. Have you forgotten who this kid offended in the first match?"

At this moment, in the second floor waiting room.

Rou Wu Yue gritted her teeth as she blushed. She clearly had a soft sofa, but she couldn't sit on it.

Because her buttocks were already clearly imprinted with a purplish-blue sword-shaped outline, she felt pain from sitting on them. She could only stand straight in front of the transparent crystal and watch the battle. However, the more she watched, the angrier she became.

"What are you crazy about? I am a woman, and it is normal for me to lose to you, but my man will tear you into ten thousand pieces! " Rou Wu Yue coldly muttered to herself.

As he spoke, the host's resounding voice rang out once again.

"Let us invite the 17th challenger, the one who will be defending the Underground Imperial City, Zhao — Han — Dagger!"

From the other side of the arena, a young man in black clothing walked over. He was tall and straight, with long black hair that fell to his shoulders.

"It's him, that madman that cultivates day and night!" With the appearance of Zhao Hanfeng, more and more people came to their senses.

"I heard that his current strength is on par with Ye Xi's strength from one year ago. Even if the previous six finalists were to come at the same time, they still wouldn't be a match for him."

Someone shook his head and said, "This Ming Yu does have some talent, but it's a pity he came from a small place like the Cloud Water City. She is a woman who doesn't know her place and also offended Zhao Hanfeng. This time, she's doomed!"

One year ago, Zhao Hanfeng was already infinitely close to the top three thousand in the Great Ming Dynasty. In the same seventeenth round of the arena battle, he had defeated Ye Xi in a battle of attrition and humiliation. He had trained arduously for almost an entire day, but now his cultivation had advanced even further, reaching the peak of the sixth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage.

Although this time, Zhao Hanben was only the seventh contestant on the stage, he was countless times stronger than the previous contestants.

"You're the one who provoked Yue'er's tears."

Zhao Hanbao stepped onto the arena and stared coldly at Ming Yu, saying, "Now chop off your right arm, kneel, and kowtow towards that side for a hundred times, then I'll spare your life."

As he spoke, Zhao Hanbao pointed to the waiting room on the second floor that belonged to Rou Wu Yue.

On the second floor, Rou Wu Yue stood beside the transparent crystal and took a deep breath. A feeling of being cared for and doted upon surged to her heart.

Her man was still so domineering!

How could she not be conquered by such a powerful man?

Mingyu looked in the direction Zhao Hanbao pointed at, then turned to Zhao Hanbao and said, "I think you've misunderstood."

"You mean, it wasn't you who caused Yue'er to cry?"

Zhao Hanbao had his hands behind his back and was not in a hurry to make a move. He wanted to hear Ming Yu rack his brains for an excuse and then use his actions to tell him that it was useless.

You should die after offending someone you shouldn't have offended!

The audience couldn't help but sigh. What was the use of Ming Yu trying to defend himself, he shouldn't have acted so quickly in the first place.

It was too late to say anything now.

"I mean, I think you may have misunderstood."

Ming Yu's words interrupted everyone's thoughts, "Not only did I make her cry, I even spanked her butt. To be exact, I slapped her and made her cry. The main reason is that she knows that she can correct her mistakes, so she didn't waste my efforts. "

The moment those words were spoken, the entire field fell into a deathly silence. Before Ming Yu could even finish her sentence, there was no sound at all.

In this area, even though Ming Yu's words weren't very loud, they were clearly heard.

"Hey, you …" Did you hear what he said? " A spectator asked as he prodded a person beside him in a dull manner.

The man swallowed his saliva and said to himself, "What a scary person. Oh god, what did he say?"

In front of an incredibly powerful expert who was ranked in the top three thousand in the Great Ming Empire's elite rankings, he had blatantly caused his woman to cry for him, and had even said that his woman's buttocks had swelled up …

"I don't think I'll ever be as good as he is, really." Someone wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and said with admiration.