The Crazy Princess Returns and Becomes the First Beast Tamer

"I will use my name to draw the fire of the Southern Ming Dynasty and burn it!"

In an instant, the temperature of the entire four-corner field rose sharply.

If the Nanming Lihuo of the Suzaku in the Spirit Infant Stage is similar to the Nanming Lihuo sprayed out by the imitation, which is at most a cluster of flames, then the Nanming Lihuo now can be regarded as a vast river.

The gap between them is more than a thousand times, that is the true transformation of the King of a Hundred Fires.

The three people on the judges' bench also became nervous and surrounded themselves with spiritual power to offset the heat wave.

An orange-red dancing fire lotus grew under Xi Yan's feet and above his head. The larger the fire lotus bloomed, the higher the temperature.

Xi Yan was right in the middle of the two fire lotuses. His defensive shield, defensive armor, and clothes were all burned to ashes one by one.

He himself had been burned like a fireman, struggling in the fire, wailing in pain. He seemed to want to escape from here, but how could he break the barrier of Nanming Lihuo when his spiritual power was dried up?

As for why he has been able to hold on until now, it was because Emperor Yunli would not let him die. While he was being burned to death, Bai Ze used the field of life and death to continuously replenish him with the vitality of the people of Xicang.

It can be said that Di Yunli is now like a living devil, controlling the life and death of others at will.

"Xi Yan! Xi Yan!" Xi Qing was anxious. He knew that if Di Yunli had not tortured Xi Yan intentionally, Xi Yan would have died in the Nanming Lihuo long ago.

"Di Yunli, what do you want?" Even he did not dare to step into the territory of Nanming Lihuo. So his attitude was softer than before.

Seeing that the last vitality of the people had been sucked away, Emperor Yunli waved his hand and withdrew the Nanming Lihuo Domain.

Xi Yan was now lying on the ground, his skin was burned and ulcerated, and his flesh was falling off piece by piece as if it had been stewed.

“Ah~Ah!!!”

Wailing sounds, one after another, echoed throughout the square.

When the entire square saw this scene, everyone fell silent unconsciously, with all their attention focused on Xi Yan.

Some people who had poor tolerance for violence vomited in the audience.

"What do I want to do? That's a good question." Di Yunli clapped his hands and jumped off Bai Ze.

"I want your Xi Cang to have no successors. I want your Xi Cang to make the people panic. I want your Xi Cang to be in constant strife and strife. I want your Xi Cang to be eaten away and destroyed bit by bit by the people's resentment."

"Of course, I don't have to kill him today, but you have to admit defeat to me on his behalf."

"Di Yunli, don't go too far!"

"I just like to bully people too much, what can you do about it?"

Xi Qing was so angry that his heart was beating fast. "I, Xi Cang, will avenge this grudge!"

"Who should seek revenge on whom, Xi Qing? Others may not know, but don't you?" Di Yunli's question made Xi Qing feel as if he was poured with cold water from head to toe.

"What do you know?"

"You talk too much nonsense. In this battle today, will you admit defeat on his behalf?"

Xi Qing's facial muscles twitched, and he was shaking with anger. He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. "I, on behalf of Xi Yan, admit defeat."

"Who are you? Why are you representing him? You need to make this clear."

"I, the King of Xi Cang, accept defeat on behalf of my nephew."

Di Yunli raised a smile, "That's not enough. I want you to say that you admit defeat to Beili on behalf of Xi Cang."

"Emperor Yunli!"

"Don't shout so loudly, what's the use? Right?" Di Yunli scratched his ear lightly and waited slowly for the other party to speak.

Xi Qing was really going to be pissed off by Di Yunli, but Xi Cang loved to fight, and the princes either followed the army for training and never returned, or were assassinated by established enemies. Now among the princes alive, the only one who could take over the throne was the eldest prince Xi Yan, who had been in Canghai College.

This is also the main reason why Xi Qing would rather bite the bullet and fight Nangong Xiong to save Xi Yan.

"one."

"two."

Di Yunli pointed her finger at Xi Yan. If she just moved her finger, Xi Yan would be dead.

"I! The King of One Word! I admit defeat to Beili on behalf of Xi Cang!"

The people in the Beili audience were stunned for a moment, then burst into shouts and cheers.

This is not just a feeling of pride, this is a feeling of relief! It’s so smooth!

Di Yunli nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, take the person away."

Xi Qing rushed over to rescue Xi Yan, but seeing that he only had one breath left and that even supporting his shoulder would wipe out a piece of his flesh, Xi Qing felt so distressed and angry.

"Emperor Yunli, I, Xi Qing, will remember today's shame. I, Xi Cang, will also remember it."

Di Yunli clapped her hands, "Hiss, I suddenly regret it, how about I kill you too?" She was about to pinch her hands and summon the Nanming Lihuo again.

"enough."

Those judges in the judges' seats finally couldn't sit still anymore.

The representative of Fuxian Academy waved his hand, and Xi Qing and Xi Yan disappeared from the field.

He looked at Di Yunli and said calmly: "Di Yunli is the final winner of the four-school competition. He is the best of his generation in the four schools."

There were even more enthusiastic cheers from the audience. Not only were the people of Beili happy, but the disciples and common people from other countries who were gradually impressed by Di Yunli's strength were also happy for Di Yunli.

"Senior, you said something wrong."

"Ok?"

"I, Di Yunli, am not the so-called number one of my generation in the four academies. It is within the Lingqiao stage that no one can rival me. I am the number one in my realm. I am the invincible one of my generation!"

These words brought the young man's high spirits and courage to the sky to the extreme.

Her name, Di Yunli, has been synonymous with the strongest of the younger generation since that battle.

The representative of Fuxian Academy remained silent. He and Di Yunli looked at each other, and the scene became solemn again.

Nangong Xiong and the others were all ready. If the other party wanted to attack Di Yunli, they would be prepared to resist at any time.

The representative of Fuxian Academy suddenly laughed heartily, "Yes, she is a young, frivolous, brave and resourceful girl."

"As for the Nanming Lihuo just now, even I would not dare to enter without permission. During the Lingqiao period, you can indeed be called invincible at the same time."

When these words were spoken, the four countries were shocked.

"That's Fuxian Academy. Fuxian Academy actually personally admitted that Di Yunli is the best in the Lingqiao stage! What an honor!"

"She is only sixteen years old at most? And she can become the number one in the Spiritual Acupoint Stage? I'm afraid she is a top-notch genius in the entire Xiuxian Continent, right?"

"At the same age, I was already smug at the Spiritual Pill Stage, but she has already reached the Spiritual Acupoint Stage? She was also certified by the Fuxian Academy as the most powerful person of her time!"

"Compared to others, they are not human!"

"Even the immortal cultivation picture books don't dare to write that, but she actually did it."

"The Queen Mother of Beili, the number one person in the Spiritual Acupoint Stage. With her cultivation speed, who else in Beili dares to mess with her?"

Beili waiting area.

Now that Di Yunli has won first place, there is only one game left, which is the battle between Ji Lingran and Baili Xian representing Henggu College.

Considering that Baili Xian was seriously injured and Ji Lingran had over-consumed his spiritual energy, the judging panel gave them two hours to recover.

Two hours later, the final match, the competition for third place, officially began.

"Li'er." Nangong Xiong almost ran over. With his huge body, the armor on his body flickered as he ran. "You are really amazing. You have reached the Lingqiao stage, huh?"

Di Yunli smiled slyly, "Uncle, thank you for what you did just now."

"Hey, kid, why are you being so polite to your uncle?" Nangong Xiong paused and asked with a puzzled expression: "Why do you want to let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"Leave Xi Yan alive, in the future he..." Before Nangong Xiong finished his words, he saw Li Xuan and Di Yunli were both smiling, with a bit of smirk in their smiles.