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She rather admired Yun Jinxiu. Despite facing such immense pressure, he did not show any signs of panic. His mind was not simple at all.

Unfortunately, no matter how outstanding her intelligence was, it was impossible for her to defeat absolute strength. No matter if Big Brother Zijie came or not, she would completely suppress him today!

Yun Jinxiu looked at Chen Xueling and said blandly, "No need."

She was no longer at martial cultivator's level of strength and had already stepped into the Martial Master realm. The chasm between her and Chen Xueling had long disappeared.

When she said there was no need, other people naturally did not know that she was relying on her strength, and thought that not only did Yun Jinxiu overestimate himself, he was also being arrogant!

"That piece of trash is planning on breaking down?"

"Xue Ling, defeat her!"

"Let her have a taste, the price of her arrogance!"

The audience was in a state of chaos, but Chen Duohuan, who sat in the main viewing gallery, did not think the same way. This woman had the ability to kill eight thousand year old devil beast in the Desolate Mountain.

Chen Xueling was surprised, if she did not suppress her strength, then this Yun Jinxiu would not even be able to last one move, where did her confidence come from?

"You can't win a martial competition with just words!" Chen Xuelan laughed contemptuously. "However, losing to me is not considered a loss of face!"

The moment she finished speaking, she had already disappeared from her original spot. Her speed was like that of a ghost's, causing the surroundings to immediately erupt with shocked exclamations!

"This is the speed of the number one genius of the Cloudburst Empire!"

In the spectator stands, those young men from other countries simultaneously turned their gazes onto the martial arena.

Chen Xueling was a Beast Martial Spirit, and was good at close range attacks. He even had an explosive strength that was hard for normal people to break. Xue Ling has made her move! "

In the audience stands, someone was shouting excitedly.

"That trash is going to be unlucky! "Haha!"

Some people could not help but gloat. The gap between the clouds and the mud did not even need to think to know that the trash would be defeated in a single strike!

"Beat her to death!"

Leng Xiangxiang stood up abruptly, gritting her teeth, she stared at Yun Jinxiu who was on stage. In that moment, she wanted to turn into Chen Xueling and teach that bitch a lesson.

"Embroidery, be careful!"

Yun Ling clenched his fists and shouted worriedly.

The gentle wind blew all of the hair in front of Yun Jinxiu's forehead, and his pitch black eyes seemed to be dyed black as he looked at Chen Xueling's feet that were kicking at him over. After that, his feet lightly sliced the ground, and just as the tip of his foot was an inch away from her face, she slightly leaned back, and in that instant, she suddenly moved, grabbing onto Chen Xueling's ankles, her right hand suddenly slapped forward. With a sound, Chen Xueling's body was smashed out!

"Crack!"

There was a slight crack on the ground, followed by a strange silence.

The expected change was too great for the eyes to see. This caused everyone to sink into a state of shock, and they were completely unable to recover from the shock.

Yun Jinxiu raised her hand, her martial power condensing at the center of her palm. A cold sword that was both gold and copper slowly appeared at the center of her palm.

"Let's begin!"

It was a light word, as if flashing across a sword blade, but it was as cold as jade, and the sound of it resounded in everyone's ears.

Chen Xueling's eyes were wide open, she was standing at a very high position, so towards this opponent, she would always look down upon him, but never in her wildest dreams did she expect that from the very beginning, she would be suppressed by him.

Although he had only used 30% of his power just now to underestimate his opponent, with his rich combat experience, how could Yun Jinxiu dodge and at the same time counterattack in such a way?

In the main viewing platform, Leng Ao Tian also looked at Fang Yunhe in shock, but this sect leader didn't seem to care in the slightest, while that Chen Duohuan had a face full of expectations.

"As expected …"

The corner of Chen Duohuan's mouth twitched. Fortunately, that black-hearted, black-hearted woman gave Chen Xueling a show of might at the start. This way, Xue Ling would no longer underestimate her opponent.

However, what made him puzzled was that Xue Ling's close combat was her specialty. How could that woman accurately grasp Xue Ling's attack and counterattack?

Chen Xueling bit his lower lip.

No matter what, he still lost face.

For a stately Chen Xueling to actually be forced to the ground by a Six Jeweled Martial Cultivator, it was simply intolerable!

Martial power slowly revolved around her body, Chen Xueling fell in a sorry state, but he was able to stand up gracefully.

She patted the dust on her skirt, and did not get angry, but laughed: "Yun Jinxiu, you have kept your trump card. Since it's like that, in this match, I will fight you seriously."

In the stands, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

It was unknown what methods that trash used to take advantage of Xue Ling. He thought that he could win?

"Xue Ling!" We support you! Don't let that trash's scheme succeed! "

The support from the stands rose and fell. Chen Xueling changed his playful expression and prepared to end the battle quickly.

Otherwise, the longer the fight went on, the more he would lose face!

She opened her palm, and within her palm, a bronze sword appeared as well. On the surface of the sword, there was a hint of force, and the sharp cold glare caused the surrounding temperature to drop by a few degrees.

"Xue Ling is a Beast Martial Spirit. Why would she use a bronze sword that she isn't proficient in against that trash?"

The stands were in an uproar.

"Hehe, that piece of trash's strength is not worth for Xue Ling to use her real body's martial spirit. Using the bronze sword can already be considered lifting her!"

This explanation immediately garnered the approval of everyone.

Yun Jinxiu raised her eyes indifferently, her gaze landing on Chen Xueling's bronze sword, without wasting any more words, she rushed forward.