In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

The next day.

The eastern sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the faint light of dawn was gently falling on the earth.

The venue of the monster catching competition was already crowded with people.

The seats were packed, and people were whispering and discussing.

A clear bell rang through the sky, announcing the start of the individual battle between the top ten clans.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ring.

But there was something new this time. Only this time, time-keeping incense was added next to the ring.

Both sides went on stage, Yu Qingci faced off against Wang Feiyi.

"So, you are actually a member of the Song family." Wang Feiyi said with disdain, "I let you run away last time, let's see how you run this time!"

Yu Qingci glanced at her with the corner of his eye and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

"How dare you ignore me!" Wang Feiyi was furious, his eyes widened.

"How dare you be so disrespectful to me, you ignorant fool! Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"

As he spoke, he pushed the ground with both feet and rushed forward in an instant.

At the same time, the whip in her hand was like a nimble black snake, cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and lashing straight towards Yu Qingci.

Yu Qingci, however, remained calm and stood firmly. At the moment when the whip was about to touch his body, he dodged to the side and cleverly avoided the fierce blow.

The whip hit the ground, instantly leaving a deep mark on the hard ground.

"You're useless! All you know is hiding!"

Dad is still trying to delay time for such a person. It would be better to kill him directly!

Wang Feiyi missed the first strike, so he quickly pulled back the whip and attacked again.

Yu Qingci didn't seem to want to waste any more time.

His eyes focused, and he formed a seal with one hand. The surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered in front of him and condensed into a sword of energy.

"He actually gathered his energy and condensed his sword to participate in the competition?"

The audience was in an uproar.

The swords of each monster catcher are all made of the finest black iron.

And he, with only his spiritual energy gathered into a sword of energy, dared to go into battle.

"What? The Song family is so poor? So you don't even have a sword?" Wang Feiyi asked sarcastically.

"You are not worthy of my sword."

As soon as Yu Qingci finished speaking, the sword moved with him, mixed with dark purple electric current, and attacked Wang Feiyi like a fierce snake.

Wang Feiyi quickly waved the whip, trying to resist the fierce attack.

But the sword of energy carried the force of thunder and broke through her defense in an instant.

Wang Feiyi gritted his teeth, exerted force again, and swung the whip tightly.

However, Yu Qingci's attacks became more and more fierce. Wherever the Qi sword went, the air was burned and made a crackling sound.

Yu Qingci's figure flashed and appeared beside Wang Feiyi like a ghost, sweeping his sword across.

Wang Feiyi had no time to react and could only hastily dodge to the side.

But how could Yu Qingci miss this opportunity? He turned his wrist and the sword stabbed straight into Wang Feiyi's chest.

Wang Feiyi widened his eyes in horror and backed away desperately.

But it was too late.

"what!"

Wang Feiyi screamed and was knocked flying, falling heavily under the ring, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The arena fell silent instantly.

"Song family, Yu Qing won."

Yu Qingci stood on the stage, looking down at Wang Feiyi, and said contemptuously:

"You can practice your mediocre kung fu so well, it's worth it that the Wang family taught you to read and write."

"you!"

Wang Feiyi lay on the ground, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. He wanted to refute but was too angry to speak.

Ten high places.

"It seems that the hall master's daughter is still a little too young and energetic." Zhang Yunfan smiled gently, but there was a hint of shrewdness in his eyes.

"Young people should be full of vigor and vitality." Wang Jishan was not annoyed, and his expression looked quite calm and composed.

"Besides, this competition was originally held for him, so winning or losing is not that important."

"That's right. Seeing that he didn't notice anything at all, Master Song's side is progressing very smoothly."

Zhang Yunfan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a hint of inquiry.

Song Sichen looked at everything on the stage indifferently and said, "It's all for the great cause of the human race, so Song naturally dare not be careless."

Zhang Yunfan asked again: "Master Song, how long will it take for that thing to be completely integrated?"

Song Sichen said calmly: "After today, he will step into the Demon Suppression Tower and take his heart blood as a guide before we can merge."

As they were talking, their eyes returned to the ring.

……

In the arena.

One red and one orange figure stood facing each other.

Yu Qingci vs. Wang Shijing.

“I didn’t expect that the Song family actually has someone as powerful as you.”

Yu Qingci raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, the name of the person who just fought with me doesn't seem to be Wang."

Wang Shijing chuckled: "Maybe Brother Yu was wrong. The one you fought against in the last match was my sister, so naturally it's my turn this time."

Yu Qingci nonchalantly sneered, "After beating the younger one, the older one came to take revenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qingci moved suddenly and took action first.

The sword energy was like frost, and the air made a hissing sound wherever it passed.

Wang Shijing's pupils suddenly shrank and he reacted quickly, leaning his whole body backwards and dodging sideways at an almost extreme angle.

At the same time, he swung the sword in his hand upwards, and the sword collided with Yu Qingci's sword. With a "clang" sound, sparks flew.

The powerful impact made his arm numb.

Yu Qingci's sword did not stop, he turned his wrist, and the sword attacked Wang Shijing like a storm.

Wang Shijing didn't dare to take it head-on and could only keep backing away and dodging.

His figure was erratic, like willow catkins in the wind, dodging left and right.

"Although you two are brother and sister, one is like a reckless bull and the other is like a timid mouse."

Yu Qingci looked contemptuous, and when he found that Wang Shijing was dodging, he spoke harshly, trying to anger Wang Shijing and end the game as soon as possible.

Then he thrust forward suddenly, the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Wang Shijing leaned back in panic, his whole body almost parallel to the ground. The tip of the sword passed across his nose, bringing a chill.

Just as he leaned back, Yu Qingci raised his leg and kicked him in the chest.

Wang Shijing quickly blocked it with his arms. With a dull thud, he was kicked back several steps, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at Shijixiang standing beside him.

"It is said that the Song family is kind and merciful in catching monsters, so why is Brother Yu so vicious? Could it be..."

The words of bravado have not yet been finished.

Yu Qingci suddenly flew forward, and his sword turned with his body, forming a sword circle that enveloped Wang Shijing.

Wang Shijing only felt that there were sword shadows in front of him, and he couldn't tell the real from the fake.

He gritted his teeth and relied on instinct to move through the sword shadows.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like beads that had broken off a string.

Then he slid and avoided the sword that was sweeping towards him.

The sword passed by his cheek, cutting off a few strands of hair.

"What a pity! It seems I'm not ruthless enough."

Wang Shijing was still in shock, his palms were covered in cold sweat, and he looked at the timer incense again, feeling anxious.

Because he knew very well that he was no match for Yu Qingci, and every time he dodged he almost exhausted all his strength.

But Yu Qingci would not give him a chance to breathe, and his sword moves became more and more ferocious.

He held the sword with both hands, raised it high, and then chopped it down with all his strength. This sword seemed to carry a tremendous force.

Wang Shijing could only try his best to hold the sword across his head to block.

With a loud bang, Wang Shijing's legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

His clothes were torn in many places by the sword energy, and blood was oozing from the faint wounds.

The people in the audience were so nervous that they dared not even breathe.