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Chapter 13 The Battle of Xiangyan
Qibao Liulizong Square

"Fight, go, don't retreat!"

"Hurry up, use your legs, the strength of your legs is great!"

"Stupid or not, I want to go up and earn some face for the children of our aristocratic family, even if it means death!"

"Cut, you can only talk big words, what can you do when you go up, let Xiang Yan punch you down!"

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Zi Feng, who had just slipped back, heard a group of people shouting loudly. Those people were all the second generation of souls, and they would also call themselves descendants of the aristocratic family.

Because at this moment, the battle situation on the field is simply one-sided. Xiang Yan has already defeated five people with her strong strength advantage, and the sixth person on the stage can no longer hold on, and she is about to lose.

The second generation of souls are almost insane. They did not expect that Xiang Yan in the werewolf state would be so powerful. Some second generations of souls with only five or six soul powers began to shout chaotically, and even shouted that I can do it. discourse.

boom--

With Xiang Yan's powerful right uppercut, he directly knocked down the owner of the Red Snake Sword Wuhun - Bai Hechuan, and nearly fainted.

But the Red Snake Sword in Bai Hechuan's hand also stabbed Xiang Yan's right shoulder. Just before fainting, Bai Hechuan released the toxin on the Red Snake Sword. Although it would not be fatal, it would be very painful, and the pain would affect a person perception.

That's right, this is Bai Hechuan's last struggle, he wants to win!

But it was obvious that he had no chance. When he saw the huge wolf claws coming towards his head, he knew that he had no chance.

But this pain will definitely affect Xiang Yan's next battle, even if he receives the treatment of an auxiliary soul master, the pain cannot be cured.

thump—

Bai Hechuan fell to the ground, his eyelids closed unconsciously, he was so tired, and with the last punch that hit his head directly, he fell down, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because, in the first six challenges, only he, Bai Hechuan, caused such a serious injury to Xiang Yan, and no one else did.This is the gap in strength.

What's more, in the next match, Zhao Nanyi will definitely win, with the expectations of all the children of the aristocratic family, to defeat the arrogant wolf king on the field.

Therefore, Bai Hechuan laughed!
"Privilege Challenge, Game [-], Xiang Yan wins—"

Above the ring, the referee shouted.

The severe pain and the huge exhaustion of physical and soul power just now made Xiang Yan unable to maintain the werewolf form, and soon he returned to the appearance of a normal child.

However, the severe pain in his right arm had made Xiang Yan a little confused.

No wonder the Red Snake Sword is also known as the Poisonous Snake Sword. Fortunately, this kid Bai Hechuan is not yet proficient in poison, otherwise, half of his life might be lost!
Xiang Yan bit her tongue to force herself to wake up, and stood firmly on the ring.

"This game is really exciting, Elder Bai, your little grandson is very good!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the fallen Baihechuan on the stage, and couldn't help but praise, the second generation of souls also have their own persistence, even if they die in battle, they will try their best to injure the enemy.

Elder Bai's nose was sour, the arrogant and indulgent grandson in his eyes would fall down so heroically one day.But he knew that his grandson would definitely be fine, because with Ning Fengzhi around, it would be difficult for his grandson to die even if he wanted to.

"Haha, the suzerain is really absurd. My ineffective grandson still loses after all!"

Although Elder Bai said so, the pride that Bai Hechuan brought to him seemed to be rising from the bottom of his heart, making his already aged waist straighten up again.

While speaking, the soul power in Ning Fengzhi's hand suddenly appeared, and an exquisitely carved pagoda appeared in his palm, accompanied by a colorful soul ring under his feet.

Yellow~yellow~purple~purple~black~black~black!
The seven soul rings complement each other, and they are particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

"Seven Treasures turn out Liuli..."

Accompanied by Ning Fengzhi's handprints and formulas, beams of colorful lights continuously appeared on Xiang Yan and Bai Hechuan's bodies on the ring.

Xiang Yan, who was exhausted just now and had no soul power or physical strength, instantly felt that she had regained her peak strength.

Of course, what is even more amazing is Bai Hechuan, who has already fainted, but now stands up as if nothing happened, even more energetic than before, looking at Xiang Yan who is also on the stage, his eyes are full of fighting spirit again .

However, Baihechuan can afford to lose, and if he loses, he loses. If the children of the aristocratic family lose, it is a matter of strength. If he continues to fight, it will be a matter of face!
Bai Hechuan couldn't afford to lose this person.

"Humph!"

Bai Hechuan snorted heavily, stepped off the ring, and walked towards Zhao Nanyi.

"Brother Nan, I lost!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head to Zhao Nanyi and bent his waist.

"You've done a good job, don't worry, leave the final battle to me. I will defeat him and maintain the dignity of our family! I would rather die than lose!"

When will the people of the aristocratic family be defeated by the wild children picked up from outside, or will they be defeated consecutively? This is a shame, the shame of all the children of the aristocratic family.

The original battle for privileges has now become a battle of honor for the children of the aristocratic family.

The Zhao family is the first and last line of defense to protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The Zhao family's gun, rather fold than bend!

People from the Zhao family would rather die than lose!

The last dignity of the family will be guarded by Zhao Nanyi!

"Brother Nan, it's the last battle!"

"Brother Nan, come on!"

"Brother Nan, you must win!"

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Zhao Nanyi hadn't stepped onto the ring yet, and the second generation of souls on the side had already started to fire with full firepower, cheering for Zhao Nanyi crazily.

On the other side, behind Xiang Yan, a group of adopted children could only hear scattered voices. The words "Come on, Xiang Yan" were clearly on their lips, but none of them could yell out loud.

But excited, they had already clenched their fists and clenched their teeth, as if at this moment, this power would be transmitted to Xiang Yan.

Now, the battle between two people is really not just a battle between two people, but a battle between aristocratic families and civilians, between the second generation of souls and the adopted orphans.

This is the first time that the adopted orphans are so excited, so looking forward to Xiang Yan's victory, so that those who work in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can also hold their heads high.

The breeze blows, and the grass is slightly fragrant.

Standing on the ring, Xiang Yan gradually adapted to her recovering body, but the pain from the right shoulder just now was far from dissipating, and even the pain from several injuries just now had not disappeared.

However, Xiang Yan feels that she is becoming more and more proficient in controlling herself after transforming into a werewolf.

Therefore, although Xiang Yan's right shoulder was still trembling slightly due to the pain, facing Zhao Nanyi, he felt that he had the strength to fight.

Zhao Nanyi, who was on the stage, looked at Xiang Yan who was trembling slightly, and respected this opponent from the bottom of his heart. Just now, he was pierced under the right shoulder by the Red Snake Sword, which was already a serious injury, and the poison of the Red Snake Sword was even more serious. Can make people lose the sense of body pain.

"Are you sure you want to fight me again!"

Zhao Nanyi hopes that he will win, but the premise is that the two sides compete fairly, otherwise his victory is meaningless.

(End of this chapter)