Ms. Seven, the Battle Goddess

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Today, it is destined to be the most lively day of the year in the Zhan Family. ""

Although there are often competitions, it is not often that people from the four major families can be gathered.

Zhan Xiao sat at the highest point of the viewing platform, below Zhan Wushuang, and then the elders of the four major families.

Because it's just a competitive match, the Patriarchs of the other three races don't need to be there in person.

In the arena, there is a big high platform-the arena!

The arena forms a circle, about two meters high, and about 150 meters in diameter.

Below the arena is the auditorium. At this moment, it is already full of descendants of the four major families and foreign mercenaries, and the entrance to the arena has long been blocked.

The competition system is divided into levels. One to seven-star spiritualists cannot summon Eudemons, so the range of the first game is from one-star to seven-star spiritualists, and from seven-star to five-star spiritualists for one round, five-star spiritualists The above to the nine-star spiritualist is another round, and the one-star to the nine-star spiritual master is the final round.

The spiritist is different from the swordsman, because he is not only fighting alone, the spirit being with seven or more stars can summon the phantom beast, which increases the chance of victory for the spirit being.

The number and level of the Eudemons can also bridge the gap between the spirits.

The auditorium was finally crowded to a point where it was almost overwhelming. The black and heavy people looked at it without seeing the end. The noisy sounds gathered together, and finally rushed into the sky.

Yun Xuan stood in the secret passage, staring blankly at everything in the court.

Boom!

When the blue sky rose high, the crisp bell rang finally rang in the arena. The noisy square was slightly quieter, and countless eyes followed the bell and looked towards the extremely wide square.

In the center of the arena where all the eyes of the audience gathered, Zhan Family Patriarch Zhan Xiao slowly stood up, looked around, and the majestic voice hovered in the middle of the square like thunder: "Today is our battle family's competition. The game is also an annual watch game where the four big families watch the game together. This year, more mercenaries come to watch the game. ""

Competitive matches, also called melee matches, are not one-on-one matches, nor are they a one-to-one match, but a melee match of the same level. No matter what means you use, you can even join hands to form a team, but As long as you can successfully save yourself in the melee, then you have won.

The competition is divided into four rounds. Now, in the first round, one-star to seven-star souls are on the court! "

Yun Xuan chuckles, this is not bad!

Although it is not absolutely fair.

But this kind of situation where you need to be guarded against the dark hands everywhere, it is very easy to cultivate people's cautious psychology, and people who work together. Will gradually understand the power of the team.

No wonder, such a melee match is held in every family every year!

In the Zhan Family’s family, there are at least three hundred spiritual people from one star to seven stars. Although Yun Xuan is a one-star spiritual person, he is not the youngest here. The youngest is a collateral descendant named Zhan Sang. , Eleven years old this year, but is Samsung's soul.

Yun Xuan couldn't laugh or cry. Anyone who is on the court now is more advanced than her, right?

In the game at this time, there are people fighting from time to time, but obviously many people are afraid of the dark hands behind them, so even if they are fighting against people, they just retreat and don't dare to fight.

Keeping their eyes on the surroundings carefully, anyone who breaks into the attack range will make them retreat or attack like a frightened bird.

This is the shortcoming of personal combat, no one will guard your back!

However, even though the game was extremely mixed in the beginning of the game, when seven or eight people were attacked and vomited out of the field by turns, some people were also much smarter.

Those who knew, or had a good relationship in normal times, formed a temporary team. As for those who were alone, they had to help each other.

Although the tacit understanding and trust of this temporary combination are not high, this is the only way now.

There are seven or eight spiritual beings guarding Yun Xuan, so no harm has been received at this moment!

Yun Xuan narrowed his eyes, no matter whether the people around her were sent by Zhan Xiao or Zhan Qing, she was not at ease!

Behind, it can only be handed over to comrades in arms!

They are not qualified to be her comrades in arms!

Soon, the number of people on the arena became less and less, and in the end there were only more than a hundred people left.

Zhan Xiao on the viewing platform, Zhan Wushuang watched nervously at Yun Xuan, which was wrapped up in circles by the crowd.

The rest of the three elders are all listless, but the spirits below seven stars are fighting against each other. They don't care at all. What they want to pay attention to is the last round!

Zhan Xiao was afraid that his precious granddaughter would be hurt, while Zhan Wushuang was afraid that she would lose a hair and the hair on his whole body would be lost!

The six brothers of the Zhan Family were in the audience, staring at Yun Xuan on the stage without blinking, lest she might be hurt by accident.

As time slowly passed by the shouts of the sky, the chaos in the field finally began to slow down.

With the lessons learned from those miserable exits, some scattered people have also begun to learn to find companions.

For a time, the mixed battles in the field were much weaker. There are more and more small teams composed of two or more people.

With the transformation from a single-player melee into a team battle, Yunxuan has always been alone.

Zhan Qing’s group was also among them. Zhan Qing winked, and the group approached Yunxuan calmly. Several of the group protecting Yun Xuan received the message and hurriedly flashed aside. Go, pretending to protect Yunxuan, actually revealing a gap, giving them the opportunity to enter.

One person flew over and hit Yunxuan's temple!

Zhan Xiao, Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Jia Liu Shao had their hearts tight, each of them widened their eyes and looked at Yun Xuan on the arena.

Although Zhan Xiao is the owner of the Patriarch, there are regulations in the competition that no onlookers can take action, even the owner of the Patriarch!

Yun Xuan's eyes narrowed, his hands were in the shape of eagle claws, and he grabbed his throat. She looked at him coldly, his eyes were filled with horror and horror. As Yun Xuan's eagle claws pressed hard, he instantly died!

It's not a level of battle at all!

Yun Xuan sneered. If it hadn't been for her to strengthen her body during this time, she would probably be the one who died today.

The eight Zhan Xiao's eyes widened!

This…

Is this the original Yunxuan?

There was also a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Someone recognized Yun Xuan, and the look of surprise in his eyes became more obvious.

To squeeze a person to death with bare hands, just with this strength, a spiritual being with seven or more stars can do it.

Zhan Qing's eyes flashed, and many people on the stage began to clamor.

"It's so fierce, it actually killed people!"

"That is, we ask to kick her off the stage!"

The clamor like this is endless, and the audience is quiet, and the faces of Zhan Xiao eight people are not very good!

The corner of Yun Xuan's lips twitched, and said, "Are there rules? Can't kill people?"

Her voice was not loud, but because of the silence on the court, many people could hear her clearly.

The hearts of the Eight Zhan Xiao people are beating even more fiercely. Although this rule is not said, if you count it like this, then in the following battle, Yun Xuan will probably be even more dangerous!

Hearing this, the smile on Zhan Qing's face became more obvious!

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Thank you Fengwu Pavilion Master 2 for the three flowers, what?

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