After failing the promotion, I became the bride of my mortal enemy

Luo Qingyu stood up from the stool slowly.

She walked to the middle and stood opposite the woman.

"Please." Luo Qingyu said two words calmly, causing the woman to become furious.

He is obviously a person of low-level and middle-level cultivation, but he looks so condescending, which is really annoying!

The women were very dissatisfied with the rules of the game.

If instead of taking turns, a group of people with low-level cultivation were eliminated first, she would not fight Luo Qingyu, a person with low-to-middle level cultivation.

Why should Luo Qingyu, a low-level mid-level cultivator, fight with someone in her monk fusion stage?

"Hmph, I'm going to let you know that not everyone can participate in the Lotus Race!"

After the woman finished speaking, the spiritual power in her body suddenly burst out.

She wanted to defeat Luo Qingyu with one move!

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is skinny.

Not only did the woman think she could defeat Luo Qingyu with one move.

Even others knew that Luo Qingyu would definitely lose against a woman in the monk fusion stage.

"Hey, Luo Qingyu's brain is not that good. It's inappropriate for the good young lady Beiming to come to participate in the Lotus Competition."

"Qiao Mingna is in the fusion stage of a monk. How can she, a lowly cultivator, have the confidence to participate in the Lotus Competition?"

"Let me tell you, she is just dissatisfied with marrying a fool from Beiming Territory, so she specially came to participate in the Lotus Competition to lose face to the Beiming family."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Not impossible."

Qiao Mingna flashed and appeared beside Luo Qingyu in an instant.

The spiritual weapon in her hand is a double-edged sword.

The double-edged sword emits a cold light, dazzling everyone's eyes under the reflection of the sun.

Qiao Mingna fell from the sky, and the double-edged sword came straight at Luo Qingyu's head, as if she was going to cut her head in half.

Everyone quickly closed their eyes, not daring to look at the scene in front of them.

Although Luo Qingyu's cultivation level is low, she is extremely beautiful.

Many people couldn't bear to see such a beautiful woman cut in half.

Bei Mingyu saw the double-edged sword appearing on Luo Qingyu's head, and stared blankly.

He shouted to Luo Qingyu: "Don't hit my wife, don't hit my wife."

Not only was he shouting, he also ran towards the stage.

Fan Yi was told by Luo Qingyu when he came to power to be optimistic about Beiming Territory.

So after Luo Qingyu came to power, Fan Yi's eyes have been on Beimingyu.

As soon as he saw that Beimingyu was about to take the stage, Fan Yi immediately took action to hold him back.

What was unexpected was that Fan Yi failed to hold him steady for the first time.

Not only was Beimingyu able to break free, Fan Yi was also pushed back by him.

Fan Yi was surprised.

The master's idiot husband is so strong?

Seeing Bei Mingyu running onto the stage, Fan Yi took action to hold him back again.

What surprised Fan Yi was that the fool almost broke free again.

Fan Yi was afraid of hurting him and afraid that he would disturb his master's game, so he could only say to Beimingyu:

"Master Beiming, the master asked you to wait quietly down below. She will be fine. The master said that if you are disobedient, you will not be allowed to enter the room at night."

Beimingyu finally stopped struggling.

He turned around in confusion and asked innocently: "Did my wife say that?"

"Yes, the master said so."

"Then I have to listen to my wife." Bei Mingyu quietly followed Fan Yi down the stage and stood under the stage and watched carefully.

Dad and grandpa talked.

A husband who listens to his wife is a good husband.

He wants to be a good husband.

Only in this way will his wife love him.

Fan Yi glanced at the quiet Beimingyu.

He secretly rubbed his sore wrist.

This man's struggle just now was harder than a New Year's pig. No wonder his master asked him to be optimistic about the Northern Underworld.

With such strength, most people really can't hold it down.

On the stage.

Seeing that the double-edged sword was about to chop Luo Qingyu's head.

Luo Qingyu's figure suddenly disappeared.

The double-edged sword cut it all.

Not only Qiao Mingna was stunned, but others were also stunned.

"Gone, actually gone."

They didn't even blink, and Luo Qingyu disappeared from the spot.

Is there something wrong with their eyes, or is Luo Qingyu's speed too fast?

Qiao Mingna was stunned for a moment and noticed the force of the wind behind her. When she turned around, she saw Luo Qingyu standing behind her.

At this time, Luo Qingyu still had a cold face and cold eyes.

But Qiao Mingna clearly felt that her breath had changed.

With a strong sense of oppression, it is suffocating.

How can it be!

How could Luo Qingyu, a person with low to mid-level cultivation, feel so oppressed?

"Fancy!" Qiao Mingna yelled.

I don’t know if it’s to embolden myself or to make me angry.

The double-edged sword in her hand flew out again.

This time she did not fall from the sky, but chose to attack head on.

The double-edged sword came with strong sword energy.

It was like a strong wind blowing across the entire stage, and many of the Zhuo benches under the stage were overturned.

"Oh my god, Qiao Mingna is not only in the monk fusion stage, why is her spiritual power so strong!"

"Luo Qingyu may be cold this time."

In everyone's shocked eyes.

The double-edged sword struck Luo Qingyu's face as if it had eyes.

Fan Yi watched again and again, clenching his fists.

Can the master take this blow?

If it was his previous master, he would naturally not be worried.

but now……

My master is only in the middle and low level of cultivation...

Fan Yi is ready to take the stage at any time.

When the double-edged sword was one meter away from Luo Qingyu's face, she slowly raised her hands.

Just when everyone thought the double-edged sword would pierce her brain, the double-edged sword suddenly stopped.

The distance between the double-edged sword and Luo Qingyu's face was only two millimeters...

Luo Qingyu's right index and middle fingers clamped a double-edged sword with strong murderous intent...

She twirled her fingers.

There was a click.

The double-edged sword snapped.

Everyone was shocked, and the entire martial arts field was silent.

After a while, someone tremblingly said, "Luo Qingyu actually caught Qiao Mingna's double-edged sword!"

"Not only that, she actually broke Qiao Mingna's double-edged sword with two fingers."

Qiao Mingna stood opposite Luo Qingyu, looking at the double-edged sword broken in two on the ground, and let out a sharp scream.

"You actually destroyed my yellow-grade superior spiritual weapon! I'll kill you!" As he said that, the yellow spiritual power in his hand turned into a weapon and was used like a sharp sword.

Luo Qingyu narrowed her eyes and finally no longer stood still like she did twice before.

Her figure was seen swaying, and she was behind Qiao Mingna in the blink of an eye.

She stretched out her palm and placed it on the back of Qiao Mingna's head.

Qiao Mingna's eyes widened, her hands and feet still in attacking motion.

Her body went limp and fell to the ground with a thud.

Everyone:...

Isn't it worth cooperating with the person who just called Chicha?

Luo Qingyu was the last person to compete.

She defeated Qiao Mingna, and there was no doubt about the first place.

"The competition is over, first place, Luo..." The person hosting the competition was just about to announce Luo Qingyu's name when someone in the crowd shouted:

"Wait!"

Everyone turned around in confusion and saw a man dressed in rags who looked like a beggar walking over.