The Queen Dressed as a Supporting Girl[Transmigration Book]

Outer Gate Square, preliminaries.

"Left, ah, ah, left, block it with a shield!"

"Damn, idiot, you can lose all of this."

"You idiot, chop her up with the mountain-splitting axe."

"Fat, stupid, slow, crap!"

"Is the one on channel 7 here a primary school chicken fight? What about spells?"

"I'm so pissed off, one bet is wrong, shit!"

"Oh my god! The monks are fighting and tearing their hair, let a lightning strike me to death."

"Is it wood? Just stand still and get beaten, okay? Please, brother!"

. . . . .

Understage waiting area.

A group of fans surrounded Tang Mian, and she was nervously rubbing hands for her uncle and sister, beating her shoulders to relax her muscles and bones.

"Sister, the show on Channel 9 is about to end."

"After going up, if you are tired, come down early."

"Don't get tired!"

Qin Lu, who was obsessed with the live broadcast, felt that Mianmian's words were too tactful, so he continued without looking back.

"Wang Ba, who wants to compete with you, is a ruthless man. He has five levels of qi refining just like you. If we can't beat us, we will surrender. Don't be crippled by others."

Liu Yingjun handed her water to drink, and was extremely worried.

"Competing on the stage, life and death are at the mercy of one's fate, the most important thing is to stay alive."

"You're going to be useless, where will I earn spirit stones in the future?"

Yan Yuji moved her ten fingers, and all the cells in her body were clamoring excitedly.

This is the first time she has fought with someone seriously, it's so exciting!

"Don't worry, it's impossible to surrender. Go up, I have to let him call Dad."

Many of the audience in Qin Lu's live broadcast room were fans of Wang Ba.

Hearing her brazen words, Cyclonus immediately commented sarcasticly.

"Who gave her the courage?"

"The tone is so big, it's still dad, why don't you call me mom?"

"When our bully brother is on a mission to kill demons, she might be somewhere."

"Brothers, when she comes on stage, let's boo directly."

"Although I like Lu Ge very much, but this time I will definitely not collect gifts"

"Did someone record the screen just now?"

"Yes, what do you want to do upstairs?"

"When she came on stage, she was beaten and cried by Brother Ba, edited it together, and slapped her in the face."

"Good idea, just do it like this, and pay attention to shooting for a while."

"Play trembling back and forth, adjust the speed, and make ghosts"

"Hahaha, you are so cruel"

"Send her a ghost animal debut, Oye!"

"Hurry up, let Ba Ge connect with her to PK"

"Brothers, quickly change the live broadcast room, the connection has begun."

"We must kill the fault and teach her who is the father"

"Rush the duck! Do it!"

. . . . . .

Looking at Cyclonus' comments and the rapidly losing viewership, Qin Lu felt very sad.

"Junior Sister, it's over, our pk will be crushed."

Yan Yuji raised her head and looked at the large projection screen.

Raising a smiling face, he waved to Wang Ba who was opposite him.

Wang Ba on the projection screen snorted and pretended not to see it.

Wanting to seduce him with beauty is really a miscalculation.

The female cultivator on the opposite side looked like a waste of stars.

How could it be compared with a monk like him who came out of fighting.

"Station No. 9, No.30 second show, get ready."

With the sound of gongs and drums on stage 9, two figures flew onto the stage one after another.

The enchantment that was opened was also closed immediately to prevent the magic from accidentally injuring the audience.

Tang Mian made a trumpet shape with both hands and shouted towards the stage.

"Sister, come on, sister Saigao, you are the best!"

Her fans followed idols, pulled up banners, and waved the red sea all over the sky.

Wang Ba's fans were not prepared to help, they could only stare at each other and wave their flags.

If you lose, you don't lose. Use a higher voice to cover it.

"Brother Ba, come on, Brother Ba is so high, it's great!"

On stage 9, Wang Ba held a Xuan-level offensive long knife in his hand.

"Junior Sister, the knife in my hand will not be sympathetic to jade."

Pointing to the fair-skinned and beautiful fellow in front of him.

"You, admit defeat."

"From now on, brother will cover you."

"If you can keep up with my footsteps, you can barely do it as a couple."

"Insanity!"

Yan Yuji turned sideways, holding a beautiful sword flower.

Always maintain the perfect camera angle.

"No one is under my hand yet, walking off the stage standing up."

Wang Ba pouted.

"It's just you with thin arms and legs, it's hard for you to walk, and you talk a lot."

The gong sounded again, and the competition officially began.

Wang Ba assumed an offensive posture.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, just watch the trick."

The long knife snorted with lightning, and killed the fellow who pretended to be a wolf with a big tail.

Yan Yuji was trembling, trembling all over.

Not nervous, but excited, stimulating.

Operation mana flashes.

The shortest possible time has been far away from people.

Standing on the edge of the stage with arms folded, his clothes fluttering, he looked like a master.

Wang Ba's fans are very angry.

"Ahhh, so angry, this person is too pretentious."

"Steady Ba Ge, Ba Ge, teach her a good lesson."

"Pretend to be struck by lightning! Kill!"

. . . . . .

Among the crowd of onlookers who shouted hoarsely, stood two women who heard the sound.

Compared with the blue clothes of the outer disciples, the light yellow clothes are too bright.

One of the women has a gentle temperament and a handsome appearance.

It seems that even the unruly wind is cute because of her.

Since she appeared, Yan Yuji's eyes were automatically attracted.

If she wasn't still in the ring, she would have already flown away, and she would sign someone no matter what.

This is the top flamboyance in the male protagonist's harem, with good looks, figure, temperament, and a proper fairy character.

"Senior sister, if you say two people, who will win?"

The handsome female cultivator tugged at the sleeve of the gentle female cultivator, expecting her answer.

"In terms of experience and strength, it's that male cultivator."

This gentle and beautiful female cultivator is a disciple of Luoxia Sect, her name is Xiao Yuyu, and she and Yan Yunran are both heavenly daughters of the younger generation.

"Ah, I really hope that female cultivator wins!"

A pretty female cultivator named Li Aiai, an ordinary disciple of Luoxia Sect.

Xiao Yuyu turned her head and asked her cute little junior sister with a smile.

"Why?"

Li Aiai turned back while waving to cheer her up.

"She has light in her eyes, and she is good-looking. I think she will attract people."

Xiao Yuyu looked at it carefully and said with a smile.

"It does have a pair of affectionate eyes, the eyes are flowing, affectionate and charming, but they are full of madness and evil, and it is difficult to hide their arrogance."

Yan Yuji on the stage never dared to fight head-on.

The feeling of excitement gradually dissipates, treat it with caution.

The sword in her hand is also an offensive Xuan-level weapon, and the damage is almost equal.

The place that seemed to have a chance of winning was a pair of wind-grabbing boots on his feet, which were faster than him.

Wang Ba also knew that his speed was weak, so he never gave her a chance to charge forward.

With rich experience in combat, he forced people to run around the stage.

In the live broadcast, everyone can see the disparity between the two sides.

In the comment section below, Wang Ba's fans danced like crazy, laughing as if they would not give up.

The two sides were connected to PK, and they were crushed firmly.

The spaceships, flowers, and fine wines on the screen are non-stop, making the other party look even more deserted.

Tang Mian and the others were so nervous that they kept walking on the spot, fearing that Yan Yuji would step down from the stage.

Fans of Wang Ba, give a thumbs up to the group of idiots holding the banner.

"As weak as she is, you guys have the nerve to pull up the banner."

"That's right, it's even more shameless to say that Brother Ba is called Dad, it's a slap in the face, it's swollen."

"Female disciples are not as good as male disciples."

"It's also the fifth level of Qi refining. It's shameful to be hanged and beaten!"

"Aiya, now, our brother Ba has a daughter."

"Brothers, isn't it beautiful?"

"Beautiful brother spinning and dancing, alas, cool!"

. . . . .

The cheerleaders who were supposed to support also quietly put away their banners and withdrew from the crowd of onlookers little by little.

Even if the idol begged them with pitiful eyes, they were determined not to come out and shout, it was too shameful.

Liu Yingjun patted his chest with lingering fear.

"It's okay, I didn't bet on Senior Sister Yan, otherwise, I would lose even my pants."

Turning his head to look at Mianmian, his face was full of sympathy.

"Hey! You are still too young. Feelings belong to feelings, but you can't bet randomly."

"I have analyzed the strength of both sides with you in advance, and you still stubbornly bet on Senior Sister Yan, and now you are ruined..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Mian, who was originally nervous, suddenly jumped up and cheered, and he quickly turned his head to look.

Senior sister Yan, who had been beaten all over the stage, was standing fairy-like in the arena covered with green vines, smiling at Wang Ba who was wrapped in cocoons by the vines.

A school of master demeanor, a group of handsome.

Wang Ba was imprisoned by countless arm-thick vines, and his whole body was twisted and deformed.

Crooked mouth roared: "You are shameless and rascal."

"What's the use of playing dirty tricks, villain's behavior."

"If you have the ability, let me go and be tough face to face."

"do you dare?"