The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Chapter 231 Competition (1)

When the sky was bright, Shen Yu was lured away to another place.

"You are all arrogance, and favoring one for no reason will make people feel bad. It's just that there has never been such a thing as fairness in this world of soul cultivation. You have to fight for your status and status."

"I hope you will put your best efforts into this competition. The three elders of the Ye family are here to assure you that there will never be any danger of life, let alone killing people to seize treasures. The competition is held in secret, and only the elders of the family and the head of the family will give pointers." .”

The vast arena is circular, and there are dozens of steps leading directly to the main seat in front of it. The three elders of the family are sitting there. As for the head of the family, Shen Yu did not see it.

The six foreigners below stand together and draw lots to determine the order of playing.

Shen Yu glanced at her own order - two, and looked at the strangers, all in the same realm.

After they are completely divided into groups, the others will leave the competition circle, and the seats in the outfield have already been prepared.

After Shen Yu took her seat, she didn't turn her gaze to the stage, but looked elsewhere.

The venue was extremely quiet, except for the contestants, there seemed to be only three elders, not even a servant, and there was no fluctuation of soul power in the dark.

"Ho-"

The strange movement on the stage finally caught Shen Yu's attention.

I saw two men going up, and a transparent barrier rose from the edge of the competition platform, separating the outside world.

"I wish you——"

The man in Tsing Yi was quite thin, so thin that Shen Yu thought he would die of exhaustion after walking two steps. Coupled with an overly pale face, no matter how you looked at it, his life would not be long.

The other person was dressed in gray, and his appearance was not very eye-catching.

"Feng Yang—"

After the two of them saluted in an orderly manner, they stood still, but their soul power silently condensed.

Suddenly, the soul power was mobilized sharply, and the man in Tsing Yi flashed, with a bone fan in his hand glowing with a metallic hue.

In just half a breath, the man in green came behind the man in gray, his speed was so fast that he couldn't catch the track at all.

"呲-"

The man in gray obviously couldn't react, the Horcrux couldn't condense, and hurriedly gathered the shield.

Zhu Yu hardly gave the opponent any chance to condense the Horcruxes, and whenever the man in gray had soul power in his hands, he would be repelled by him.

For a quarter of an hour, the scene was completely controlled by Zhu Yu.

Shen Yu only found it boring and boring, and it was hard for her to be interested without seeing blood.

"laugh--"

Feng Yang suddenly retracted the shield, and received the attack with his body. Zhu Yu's speed was too fast. In just one breath, there were more than a dozen bloodstains on his body, which penetrated into the flesh and blood.

At this breath, Feng Yang gathered a long knife in his hand.

Shen Yu stared closely at Feng Yang, the clothes that were not considered neat were now covered with blood, which made people a little more excited for nothing.

"Zheng-"

The bone fan collided with the long knife.

Suddenly, the soul power exploded, and both of them took a few steps back.

Zhu Yu's bloodless face was even more frightening now.

Feng Yang waved his long knife, his eyes fixed, and he leaned forward.

Every knife has amazing strength, which makes people shudder.

Zhu Yu managed to dodge it, and slapped it with his backhand, his five fingers became claws, and the bone fan appeared in the other hand, and the combined body of the fan formed a thick and thick short knife.

Feng Yang turned around, and at the moment when he was not close, he kicked the other person's chest. The seemingly light kick carried endless soul power at the moment of contact with the person.

Shen Yu could tell that Feng Yang had used ten percent of his strength.

Daoxiu's [-]% strength is not something ordinary people can take over, let alone Zhu Yu's body... he is lucky if he doesn't fall apart.

Zhu Yu was like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down, hit the ground heavily, vomited blood, and passed out directly.

The elder on the high platform waved his hand, and a person appeared out of thin air to feed a sixth-order elixir to the fainted Zhu Yu on the ground, and then disappeared behind his back.

tear space...

The dark guard has at least the chakra state, no wonder she can't feel a little soul power.

It was just a competition, but the Ye family dispatched the dark guards of the chakra state, and gave Zhu Yu a sixth-order elixir casually.

The strength of the Ye family once again refreshed Shen Yu's cognition, but...

Shen Yu looked up at the three old men who were sitting on the master's seat.

Maybe they deliberately revealed their background and strength to them, in order to keep them, and it can also play a good deterrent effect, and get rid of their bad intentions.

Feng Yang bowed to the stage, and a hidden guard appeared beside him, and gave him a bottle, which contained a pill to restore soul power and injuries.

In order for him to better display his full strength in the next game.

Shen Yu didn't get up until Feng Yang had completely stepped down.

At the same time, a man in black stood up, with a somewhat murderous look on his face.

The two looked at each other inadvertently, Shen Yu smiled at each other, the man ignored him, and looked away after a glance.

Shen Yu's expression faded, and she was very dissatisfied with his behavior.

Didn't you say that you don't reach out and hit smiling people?

Why is he not smiling?

"Shen Yu—"

"Wuqing—"

The name is quite ugly, less than one ten-thousandth of her good name.

Wu Qing bowed slightly to salute, before she got up, a streak of blood slashed across her face, drawing a bloodstain on her face, and the blood flowed down.

Looking up suddenly, the woman in the apricot-yellow dress opposite was holding a blood sword in one hand, staring at him with a half-smile.

In an instant, the woman set off again.

Wu Qing went up to meet him, moved three steps, a short stick appeared in white in his hand, after another step, the stick became longer, as tall as half a person.

"Ho————"

The Horcruxes met for a short time, and the moment they separated, Shen Yu swung out a sword, the sword body drooped, and drew a line of sword energy towards the ground, which expanded suddenly like a blade, and rushed straight towards Wu Qing who was retreating.

"Bam—"

Wu Qing threw the silver stick vigorously, and the sword energy confronted the Horcrux.

Before the blood light dissipated, a shallow shadow suddenly jumped out, turned over and kicked the silver stick back.

With a bloody light soaring into the sky, Silver rushed to the man at an unavoidable speed.

Wu Qing shielded his abdomen with both hands, the unexpected huge impact made him retreat along with the silver stick, sparks sparked on the ground with his toes.

After retreating to the edge, Wu Qing barely stopped, her eyes showing horror and solemnity.

This seemingly delicate woman has incomparably great strength.

The people in the audience stared at the two of them, for fear of missing a detail and causing the next battle to fail.

Soul power lingered around, Shen Yu raised the sword, and the tip of the soul sword pointed directly at Wu Qing. At this moment, the woman's astonishing appearance was finally seen by everyone present.

However, Wu Qing has no time to pay attention to other things, only he knows how depressing the arc of the woman's mouth is always hanging.

A man in a dark blue costume appeared in the midair where no one knew.

Ye Yunshan just watched from the sidelines as usual, just in time to see this scene, and gave up his intention to leave.