Chapter 231 Zhenwu Chi vs. Yang Baitian [Please vote] "A bunch of ordinary people." The insect looked at everyone with contempt. I was too lazy to pay attention to it. I was just anxiously watching the changes in the center of the ring, wondering what to do. "Tsk tsk tsk, Yang Baitian, do you have any judgment at all?" The insect looked at me with even more contempt. “If you have something to say, just say it…” I swallowed and tiptoed to see further. The insect shook his head and said, "Woman, don't you know how to beg me for mercy?" Ask for it? My mind immediately reacted. "Good Chong Chong, good king, can you please take my princess to the place closest to the arena?" I squatted down quickly. "Are you looking for death? How dare you touch me?" A harsh curse was heard.
I was startled and couldn't help standing up. "Hey, I'm talking to you. Why don't you apologize to me now?" A ferocious-looking woman was glaring at me with her hands on her hips. I…… "What do you mean by 'I'? Are you looking for death? Why don't you tell me now?" The woman raised her hand and was about to hit him. I frowned, and the spiritual power in my right hand surged slightly. Damn, I got angry and spiritual power suddenly surged? "Tian'er, why don't you hurry up?" Just as I was hesitating, I felt my body lighten and fell into a warm embrace. "Husband?" The familiar scent was like the pine trees in a deep forest, fresh and distant. "Yeah." The man responded vaguely. I felt a strange sensation and my body stiffened. I looked up and found that it was Ming Yan. "Yes, you still remember me." He said with a smile. This guy's eyes are like the deep ocean and like peach blossoms in March, with a seductive light flashing in his pupils. I was busy pushing him away. "Yang Baitian, are you leaving or not?" Zhu Chong couldn't help but shout when he saw the man looking like a fangirl. "Let's go, why not?" I responded quickly. "Where is Tian'er going?" Ming Yan looked at the arena and then at the person in front of him. I snorted coldly and said, "Where this princess goes, can the Nine Gates Supervisor tell me?" Mingyan pointed at the stage and then at me, as if he understood everything. I was stunned. Was this guy going to expose the fact that he accidentally pretended to be me? I pretended not to know and reached out to sprinkle the powder in my purse at him.
"You, you woman." Ming Yan covered his nose, extremely angry. Then there was a sound of "Ah, a-choo, ah, a-choo." His sneezes came in rapid succession, as if all the air in his lungs had been poured out, shaking the air around him and causing a commotion among the crowd. "Woman, wait and see how I'm going to deal with you..." Seeing that Yang Baitian disappeared in the blink of an eye, Ming Yan was so angry that his lungs ached. "Master, the monarch is over there." The guard suddenly approached and whispered a few words. Ming Yan looked up and found that Hai Xing'er had arrived at the scene at some point. Haha, very good, today's scene is going to be interesting, Mingyan's mouth rippled slightly. With the help of the insect, I arrived at the edge of the ring in a moment. Seeing Leng Yu staring at the stage without blinking, I hurried over. "Master, why are you here?" Leng Yu turned around and said with shining eyes. On the stage, Wuyi was staring at the old man with bloodthirstiness. After years of military service, she understood a truth: the kinder a person is, the more he will eat you without leaving any bones behind. So, could the old man in front of her be a martial arts fanatic? "Martial arts fanatic, martial arts fanatic, martial arts fanatic." "Yes, yes, you must be a martial arts fanatic. Today, you must compete with this princess." "Among all the spiritual powers in the world, only the Immortal Pearl is the most powerful. Wu Chi, can you do it?" There were constant shouting and booing from the audience, and of course most of them were just there to enjoy the show. "Why, ladies and gentlemen, can't you just stand to see me, an old man, doing well? Or can you just stand to see the princess doing well?" the old man said with a smile. After he finished speaking, he clasped his fists and bowed to Wuyi. Wu Yi was slightly stunned and returned the greeting. Seeing that neither of them had any intention of competing, Ming Yanchong gave his men a look. "From my perspective, this martial arts fanatic is probably just in name only? Or maybe he is also a fake?" A man pretended to open the folding fan in his hand, looking like a scholar. Hahahaha…there was laughter from the crowd. "Princess, Princess, can you please say a few words?" "Could it be that the princess is also fake?" Hahahaha, the audience burst into laughter again. Leng Yu's face turned pale: "Master, these people don't have a place for the princess in their hearts, it's obvious..." After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that these words would make the princess sad, so he quickly stopped talking. "Leng Yu, there's no need to worry. It's obvious that someone is manipulating public opinion today and wants to divert attention to this princess." I quickly thought of a strategy in my mind. “Why, call me husband and I’ll help you?” Ming Yan chuckled.
Why did this guy follow me again? He didn’t seem to reveal that he had no intention of pretending to be me, so what did he want? Seeing that the girl's brows were furrowed and there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, Ming Yan knew that she was really angry. "What? Are you so unwilling?" Ming Yan teased without any fear. I snorted coldly and didn't bother to pay attention to him. "Yang Baitian, why is this man so foxy? He's everywhere?" The insect raised his head, stretched his neck as far as possible to look at Ming Yan, who was as tall as a thousand-foot-tall building, and shook his head. I sneered, "Fox spirits aren't just for women, look at him." When Ming Yan heard this, his smile became even more intense: "Why, have you been seduced by a vixen like me?" "Oh, it's so disgusting. You're not even as pretty as me." The insect made a retching gesture and straightened its back proudly. "Why do we need his help? Yang Baitian, I can exchange you with her right now, why don't you leave quickly?" The insect pointed at Yang Baitian. I was so happy that I almost forgot the abilities of this little bug. "King, King, Master?" Leng Yu rubbed his eyes in shock when he saw his master disappear in the blink of an eye. Ming Yan narrowed his eyes and looked around, wanting to know where the woman who disappeared in the blink of an eye had gone. Hey, whether to fight or not, whether to fight or not, aren’t you wasting our time here? Just after exchanging identities with Wuyi, I was dizzy because of the noise from the crowd in the audience. "Uncle, these guys are so annoying. They want us to have a fight so much. What do you think?" I smiled at the martial arts fanatic old man. Even though there is a veil, one can still feel that the face underneath is definitely more delicate and pretty than an ordinary person. This feeling is different from just now, and it's so familiar? A strange feeling welled up in Wu Chi's heart, and he smiled and said, "Why, girl, do you want to fight with me so much?" I chuckled and said, "Uncle, if we don't finish this play today, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave." After hearing this, the old man laughed out loud: "That's interesting, girl. I won't be polite, watch out." After saying this, the old man leaped like a tiger and thrust his hands straight towards my face. His palm technique was like lightning, fast and sharp. The first time he struck out, it brought with it a strong gust of wind, as if it could tear the air apart. His movements were full of power and intimidation, making people shudder when they felt his strength. There was a sudden cheer from the audience. It’s starting, it’s starting. I’m afraid the princess can’t handle it anymore… (End of this chapter)