My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Zhao Zhuwei noticed the look in Wei Xinlan's eyes.

This was clearly a sign of contempt for her, which made Zhao Zhuwei unhappy.

"You go first. I want to see what's so special about you."

Wei Xinlan just stood there, waiting for Zhao Zhuwei to take action.

Although she didn't think there was anything special about Zhao Zhuwei, she even thought she was like a vase.

But no matter what, since she knew Yang Feng and Murong Wan, it meant that she might have been influenced by them in her daily life.

Zhao Zhuwei was angry. Looking at Wei Xinlan in front of her, she decided not to use any martial arts for the time being and to test her with her own strength.

Although this idea was good, Zhao Zhuwei obviously did not take into account the real gap in strength between the two.

Everyone present was watching everything in front of them.

Zhao Zhuwei took the lead in launching the attack.

She is very fast, and her actual strength is considered good among innate warriors.

But unfortunately, she really lacked practical experience, and she was facing the celestial being Wei Xinlan.

It was also because of this that every time she launched a seemingly powerful attack, she was actually just swinging her fist and using her spiritual power to make the simplest blow.

Such a simple attack would naturally not work when facing Wei Xinlan.

Especially in terms of physical skills, Zhao Zhuwei's attacks were too simple.

Wei Xinlan guessed almost every move.

The people watching nearby also felt bored at this moment and even couldn't help yawning.

"What are you doing? Isn't this just playing games with children?"

"Don't tell me, she's quite strong."

"What's the point of being strong? She looks like she has no training at all. She doesn't even have any martial arts skills."

……

These people obviously realized that although Zhao Zhuwei had impressive strength, she lacked experience and her offense was very weak.

Yang Feng acted as if nothing had happened, watching Zhao Zhuwei's continuous attack from the sidelines, but it was like hitting cotton.

"Zhu Wei seems to be at a disadvantage. It's impossible for an innate warrior to win by relying on this."

Murong Wan touched her chin, as if asking something.

"I don't know how far she can go with the wind formation, but I think it might not be that difficult to deal with Tianren."

Yang Feng smiled.

Murong Wan was a little surprised that Yang Feng was so confident.

But what the two said was obviously heard by other people around them.

Jiang Sulan, in particular, seemed to understand that Yang Feng must have taught Zhao Zhuwei something special.

"Yang Feng, you are kidding, right? How can a congenital warrior win against a celestial being?"

Jiang Sulan's puzzled expression.

What she was actually more worried about was that Zhao Zhuwei would really be in danger.

Especially when using martial arts, if Wei Xinlan resists, accidents can easily happen.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Wait a minute."

He didn't continue speaking, but watched Zhao Zhuwei attacking on the court.

At this time, Zhao Zhuwei finally realized that with her rough attack, it was impossible to hurt anyone.

She finally chose to step back, and then slowly gathered her spiritual power.

Wei Xinlan did not launch a sneak attack, but watched Zhao Zhuwei in front of her gather her strength.

"The martial arts of an innate warrior? There's no way it can hurt me."

Wei Xinlan didn't care.

She still stood there, waiting for Zhao Zhuwei to attack again.

Just as she was looking at him with disdain, a strong wind suddenly blew up around her.

Wei Xinlan felt something was wrong.

The wind seemed like a knife, giving her a cold sense of threat.

"how is this possible?"

Wei Xinlan didn't expect that an innate warrior would give her such a sense of crisis.

Other people present did not realize that something was wrong at first.

But when they reacted, Zhao Zhuwei's face had become more serious and cold.

"Come on, let me see what you can do."

At this time, a spiritual barrier appeared on Wei Xinlan's body.

But at this moment, a gust of wind formed a white blade and suddenly attacked from the right with lightning speed.

Wei Xinlan immediately sensed danger.

She immediately dodged to the side.

But other wind blades attacked again from other directions.

"Humph! I won't be afraid of the martial arts of a mere innate warrior!"

Wei Xinlan simply raised her hand and tried to use her powerful spiritual shield to block the wind blade.

But in the next second, she suddenly saw something extremely terrifying.

The power of the wind blade actually cut directly into the thick shield of spiritual power.

"Click..."

"boom!"

A sound like a mirror breaking was heard, and the wind blade actually cut through the shield that Wei Xinlan raised casually.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked.

Even Jiang Sulan and others who were mentally prepared showed expressions of extreme shock.

"How could such a thing happen..."

Jiang Sulan was dumbfounded.

She had never imagined that there would be an innate warrior who could break through the defense of a celestial being.

The people at the scene were excited at this moment.

"Come on, little beauty!"

A middle-aged man took the lead and shouted at this time.

The cheers of hundreds of people around were restless at this moment.

When Wei Xinlan reacted, she already felt a little embarrassed.

She immediately raised her hand and enveloped her entire body with spiritual power.

Then, her body seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red armor.

She was serious, and everyone present knew she was serious.

The blood-red armor exuded a cold and dangerous aura.

But she didn't realize that it was too late.

Wei Xinlan was facing the wind blade at this time, and finally raised her hand again and knocked the wind blade away.

After the wind blade floated out, it dissipated into a breeze again.

"Hmph, that's all."

There was coldness in Wei Xinlan's eyes.

Her martial arts skills are absolutely top-notch in terms of defense.

Everyone saw that the wind blade seemed to be ineffective, and the cheers gradually died down.

It seems that there is still a huge gap between innate warriors and celestial beings.

"I still lost."

Jiang Sulan sighed.

She originally thought that Zhao Zhuwei could really create miracles, but now it seems a bit unrealistic.

"No, not yet."

Yang Feng shook his head.

Jiang Sulan was a little surprised and said, "But the wind blade has lost its effect. The spiritual power of the two is not at the same level."

"Look, this is just the beginning."

Murong Wan was also reminding Jiang Sulan and signaling her to look carefully.

Jiang Sulan felt a little strange.

At the same time, everyone suddenly discovered that the wind blade that had just attacked did not disappear, but was constantly circling and crossing around Wei Xinlan.

"This is... a formation?!"

Finally someone recognized it.

All the wind blades actually formed a huge formation between nature.

Wei Xinlan finally became anxious at this time.

"Asshole, there's no way I'll lose to you!"

Wei Xinlan finally got anxious.

She realized that if she didn't take action now, she would have no chance.