I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

On the playing field, the dragon's breath spurted out, and the spiritual power turned into a violent spiritual blade and swept towards Su Zuo.

Su Zuo slashed with his backhand, only to see that the blade was flapped by the wings of the pterosaur, without even scratching the dragon's skin.

"The dragons are really strong. When can I catch one and raise it?"

The first time he really faced a dragon, Yalong also gave Su Zui a lot of experience.

Xiao Jian: "Catch one and then be hunted by their entire clan? It is more difficult for true dragon blood to produce a descendant than to destroy a world. If you mess with them, you are seeking death."

"So fierce." Su Zuo paused, "Then wait until I can defeat a group of dragons before catching them."

Xiaojian clicked his tongue: "I support you mentally."

Su Zuo dodged left and right in the airtight spiritual secrets. He was silent for a long time, and finally got a chance to breathe before he distracted himself and said: "...It seems that I can't rely on you. When will little Pixiu be able to beat the real dragon?" ?”

She thought of her fluffy Pixiu, and could only wonder how the little Pixiu would live after leaving home.

Xiaojian has become accustomed to the existence of little Pixiu as a mascot: "Let it sit at home and eat nothing."

Su Zuo: "That's not the way to sit and eat. It's okay to eat, but not to eat empty."

"But it eats a lot."

Su Zuo thought for a while: "When it grows up, it can go out and find good things to feed itself." She was very confident in the little Pixiu's treasure-hunting instinct.

The pterosaur's dragon body is not that big among beasts, but it cannot fly away from the area where the field is located and cannot fly high. It is not very flexible in this arena.

For Su Zuo, having one more opponent is indeed much more difficult to deal with than a simple spiritual master opponent.

Fortunately, she had fought real ferocious beasts in the Valley of Trials before, so she had a contrast and was psychologically tolerable.

The two parties attacked at the same time. It was impossible for Su Zuo to avoid all of them, but if he could avoid some of them, the remaining attacks would not be able to hurt her.

Seeing her accidentally being hit but continuing to hide as if nothing had happened, the monks watching the battle were all nervous in vain.

Simply outrageous.

Who contracted the natal spiritual beast? Is Ning Bei really a human with this kind of physical fitness?

Amid everyone's exclamations, Su Zuo felt bitter: "I seem to be more resistant than before."

The inheritance of the Way of Destroying War is really not something that can be overshadowed.

If it had been before, she might not have been able to get up and continue the beating so painlessly, but now she was like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death.

Xiaojian was curious: "What is Xiaoqiang?"

Su Zuo paused: "A kind of monster with tenacious vitality, another name."

Xiao Jian gained knowledge: "Then you are really Xiao Qiang!"

Su Zuo: "..."

Spiritual secrets kept appearing, and the world in the arena was filled with the residual power of spiritual power.

Under the siege of Lingjue, Su Zuo gradually found the rhythm of surviving in the cracks and began to practice sword skills step by step.

Now no one can kill anyone, it just depends on who can carry it to the end.

The sword's intention lingered between the blades, gradually clearing a space, and the pressure of the sword was restrained within three feet of Su Zuo's body.

The pterosaur circled at low altitude and grabbed Su Zuo, its sharp claws reflecting the cold light.

Su Zuo took advantage of the situation and slashed with his sword. This time the sword's light was not directed at the dragon's claws, but at its long neck covered with fine scales.

The pterosaur's snake-like vertical pupils suddenly trembled, its wings vibrated, and it was about to fly high into the sky, but in the end it changed its direction and dodged in the small space of the arena.

This was Su Zuo's first ready-made strike.

The next knife followed him like a shadow.

Xun Zhengya stood on the back of the pterosaur, paused for a moment, and understood something from the fear of the spiritual beast.

As she thought, the pterosaur suddenly disappeared.

Xun Zhengya's body fell, and the sword light arrived, roaring with overwhelming power. The spiritual shields around her were shattered one by one, until the last dazzling spiritual light bloomed.

boom!

After the aura dissipated, Xun Zhengya stood up from where she was, looking at Su Zuo with a pale face. The moment she faced the sword's intention, she almost thought that all defenses were ineffective. How could this be a sword from a peer?

"Ningbei wins."

The referee suddenly appeared in the field.

The last shield was created by the protective magic weapon, not the spiritual secret released by Xun Zhengya.

To trigger external interference would be an act of desperation due to the threat of death. The geniuses who come to this arena are all the ones that the clan has high hopes for, and they cannot be easily lost on the arena.

Just like Xun Zhengya, there is no way he could risk serious injury to his natal spiritual beast and fight hard. If he loses the important support for his continued advance, it would be futile to force victory.

Seeing this result unexpectedly, many monks watching the battle became numb.

"Even the dragon can't stop it..."

"Who else can stand up to her knife?"

"Is this a real swordsman genius? Did Sword Monument also recognize this after seeing this? Speaking of which, I have never seen such a showy swordsman."

They now believe that Ningbei is not from a big power. Maybe his family background is rich, but he is definitely a low-key type. What if such a genius can not be exposed at all in a big sect? Impossible, just one ten-door competition will make you famous.

Xun Zhengya saved his own spiritual beast and avoided damage to his soul. At this time, he was more frightened than unwilling.

She looked at Su Zuo: "How many years have you been practicing?"

Su Zuo was silent for a moment: "It's been a long time."

Xun Zhengya's face was full of doubts about life: "Are you really a human being?" Even with the defensive blessing of the pterosaur, she was even less resistant to the enemy.

Su Zuo thought it was normal: "I am a martial artist after all."

He is also a very strong martial artist.

This went on for too long, and most of the games were over by the time Su Zui left the field.

Cheng Qingqing was waiting outside the field, watching the battle while playing with the jade talisman. Seeing Su Zui's end, she couldn't wait to send a message: "Why do I feel that you are stronger than you were in the battle hall?"

Su Zuo couldn't deny that he had become stronger, so he could only say: "Because I worked hard."

Cheng Qingqing automatically translated this as "because I like fighting", nodded well, and continued: "The Venerable Mansion has been opened in advance."

Su Zuo raised his eyebrows slightly: "In advance? When?"

"These two days."

Cheng Qingqing said, "The other winners are discussing to advance the finals and determine the leader of the martial arts list tomorrow directly, so as not to delay the time of entering the secret realm. Do you agree?"

"Agreed." Su Zuo didn't mind. There was no difference between finishing the fight in one day and splitting it into two days. Entering the secret realm was very important, so don't delay.

Cheng Qingqing: "Then let me convey it to you."

Su Zuo asked: "Is everyone going to the game tomorrow?"

Cheng Qingqing: "I went to the first five places. Some of them accepted the invitation from the descendants of the Venerable. Have they come to you?"

"No." Su Zuo shook his head.

There were too many people looking for her, so they might have been stopped all together.