The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

In the end, Licorice had no choice but to make a compromise because she couldn't bear the sight of those shining eyes staring at him like this.

His heart was about to melt.

Licorice took out his identity jade token, placed it in Yan Xue's palm, and warned him carefully.

"I will only help you this time. After entering, be careful and don't risk your life. If you have to admit defeat, just admit defeat."

The only thing he is lucky about now is that he has never played in an arena match, so his points are still 0.

This makes the opponent Yan Xue encounters for the first time not too strong.

Yan Xue nodded slightly, took out a disguise pill and swallowed it.

In the blink of an eye.

She transformed into the appearance of licorice, even her height and body were exactly the same. Once the jade medal was hung on her waist, it looked more like that.

Licorice laughed and put on the judge's mask to hide his appearance, "When you are ready, come with me."

"Yeah." Yan Xue said.

Academy training ground.

The two got in smoothly.

Surrounded by small arenas, they are divided into three floors above ground and three floors underground. Only students with 10,000 points can enter the third underground floor.

Licorice led her to the registration office. After paying the registration fee of 100 points for her, he took her to sit in the waiting area.

Half an hour passed.

A phantom bust suddenly appeared on the roof, with a clear voice, reading the list above.

"Nong Bo, Song Qiang. Arena No. 12."

"Zhu Keli, Zhu Cong. Arena No. 25."

……

"Yan Xue, Wang Xiaoda. Arena No. 36."

Licorice turned his head and said, "It's your turn."

Yan Xue nodded slightly, and the two walked side by side towards the assigned arena.

Suddenly, Yan Xue turned to stare at him and asked, "What is your usual fighting style as a Confucian cultivator?"

She was afraid that things would be exposed, so it was better to imitate Licorice's fighting style as much as possible.

Who knows, after hearing this.

Licorice touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and whispered, "Confucian cultivators will not participate in any battles. We belong to the management. But we can only scratch the surface of everything."

Yan Xue raised his eyebrows.

No wonder Confucian cultivators need protection wherever they go. If there could be a magical weapon suitable for their cultivation...

Her eyes lit up.

It seems that I smell a business opportunity.

Yan Xuexiao jumped onto the ring, said hello to Wang Xiaoda on the ring, and stood at his position.

Behind her, Licorice stared at her with a worried expression.

Because he was wearing a judge's mask on his face, no one dared to approach him.

Even the referee stepped forward cautiously and asked him if something happened in the ring?

Licorice shook his head and whispered, "Do what you should do."

The referee broke out in a cold sweat as he checked the identities of the two people on the ring.

"Licorice, Confucianism cultivator, third level spiritual saint."

"Wang Xiaoda, Fu Cultivator, eighth level Spirit King."

The two of them nodded in agreement.

The referee announced, "You can't hurt vital parts, you can't kill people and silence them. Other than that, you can use any means. Now - the game begins!"

Licorice clenched her fists.

In the arena.

Wang Xiaoda looked at the person in front of him contemptuously and sneered, "Just now did I hear the referee say that you are a Confucian cultivator?"

"Yes." Yan Xue said calmly.

After the words fell, the smile on the other person's face became even crazier.

"Why are the Confucian cultivators still here to join in the excitement of the martial arts training ground? Aren't you giving me points for nothing? Aren't you afraid that I will beat you until you can't get out of bed for three months?"

Yan Xue's lips curved and she smiled angrily, "Then you give it a try."

She held a few yellow runes between her two fingers and quickly threw them into the air. She summoned the Nine Lotus Umbrella with her other hand.

Wang Xiaoda gritted his teeth, "You dare to do anything in front of Fu Xiu, you are simply overestimating your abilities!"

She waved her sleeves, and a wall of talismans suddenly formed behind her, with a circle of talismans spinning around her.

Wang Xiaoda randomly took out a few fifth-grade frostbite charms and sixth-grade snake venom charms, and threw them towards Yan Xue.

Who knows.

The dazzling umbrella beside Yan Xue suddenly moved on its own, opening its three wings and spinning.

All the talismans that flew over were smashed into pieces.

at the same time.

A figure jumped out from the side of the umbrella.

Holding a holding charm in his hand, it was pressed against Wang Xiaoda's forehead with lightning speed.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xue flashed his sleeves, held the Ningbing Sword with his backhand, and pressed it against Wang Xiaoda's fragile throat.

She sneered, "You lose."

Wang Xiaoda's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

She didn't even see her movements clearly.

Just lose.

The audience was silent.

Not only Wang Xiaoda didn't see clearly, but also the onlookers didn't see clearly, and everyone was dumbfounded.

She moves so fast!

The referee came to his senses and declared the game over.

Only then did Yan Xue take off the body-fixing talisman, and a fire burst out from his palm, burning the talisman to ashes.

She jumped off the ring and returned to Licorice.

Licorice stared at her with tender eyes, "Congratulations, you won so easily."

Yan Xue raised her lips proudly, "I will win the next one easily."

Then, she looked at the standings on the roof, sat next to Licorice, and took a short rest.

The first place in the standings, Ling Xiaoyang, has 36,800 points.

Second place, Li Suyue, has 36,000 points.

Third place, Wang Chuxiong, has 35,000 points.

……

The top two in the standings are actually girls, and the difference is not big.

Don’t know what kind of people they are?

Yan Xue was slightly surprised, and became more determined to become stronger.

In a whole day, Yan Xue won five arena matches, and was finally defeated by a senior swordsman who was a first-level spiritual saint.

Sailuo.

The tip of the senior's sword was slightly touching her neck, and there was no flaw in her body.

Yan Xue lowered her competitive eyes and said solemnly, "I admit defeat."

The senior swordsman put away his sword, suddenly stepped towards her, lowered his body slightly, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Little girl, your body skills are good, but you still need to practice more frequently."

Yan Xue's pupils shrank.

He actually saw through her disguise!

By the time Yan Xue reacted, the man had already walked away slowly and leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Licorice worriedly took her out of the ring and said sternly, "That's it for today."

Yan Xue nodded slightly and suddenly asked, "Who was the senior who faced me just now?"

"You mean Senior Jiansu? He is the biological son of Dean Jian Wuxin. It's normal that you can't beat him. There are only a few people who can beat him." Licorice explained.

Yan Xue hid her unwillingness and said secretly, "I will definitely not lose next time."

The two left the martial arts training ground side by side.

In the distance, a figure hurried over, it was Nangong Wenjian.

With an anxious look on his face, he shouted, "Yan Xue, Lin Yunxiao, she's gone!"