Female with Fairy Bell

Su Zishuang knew that she didn't have much chance to evade at this time.

Under the strong eruption of Xia Dongmei, Su Zishuang was about to come to the edge of the ring.

Both front and rear have been sealed off, and the situation is precarious!

"Su Zishuang is about to lose!"

"Ugly can't see people, can you be undefeated?"

"Indeed, looking at her messy hair, she's ugly, so she's defeated!"

"Su Zishuang will lose, and the ugly ghost will lose!"

"..."

A hustle and bustle rang again below, this is to see that Su Zishuang has reached a critical moment, so she took the opportunity to disturb her mind.

But Su Zishuang couldn't help being funny.

Is there any inevitable connection between being ugly or not and whether you will lose? Su Zishuang couldn't bear to look directly at this kind of weird logic.

However, Su Zishuang was not hit, because she was not an "ugly ghost", but an embryo of a stunning beauty.

Su Zishuang believes that one day, she will put on a beautiful white dress in the palace dress, and slam these people's faces with an unimaginable face!

However, this is not now, but in the future, when she has enough strength, she does not need any cover up!

There was a hint of joy in Xia Dongmei's eyes.

"See you are undefeated! Get me off the ring..."

After driving Su Zishuang to a dead end, the purple battle axe in Xia Dongmei's hand exploded with a more terrifying aura, slamming Su Zishuang.

At this moment, Xia Dongmei found that Su Zishuang's eyes were not panicked. Although she was slightly surprised, the axe slashed without stopping.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of Xia Dongmei...

A figure stood on the ground. Gently tap the top of her purple giant axe, turning over like an agile swallow and landing not far behind her.

"Although I am sorry, I still have to say, this round. I won!"

Su Zishuang pinched his fingers, twisted the flowers and smiled, a light blue lotus brilliance bombarded Xia Dongmei's back at a very fast speed.

"Boom..."

With a sound, Xia Dongmei's body was pushed by tremendous force and fell under the ring.

This series of processes is like a rabbit's ups and downs. It's dizzying.

Many outside disciples haven't reacted yet, they can only look at Su Zishuang with their mouths open.

Didn't Xia Dongmei still have the advantage just now?

How come the situation reversed in an instant and failed like this?

"Cheating, you must have cheated, how is this possible?" Xia Dongmei squirted blood in her mouth and shouted in grief and indignation.

"Hehe..." Regarding Xia Dongmei's performance, Su Zishuang just sneered, hung his hands in his cuffs, lowered his head, and let the thick hair cover his forehead and eyebrows. The breeze blew, and several hairs floated, which looked a little different.

"Su Zishuang wins!" The deacon of the foundation period next to him announced the result.

As for the results announced by the deacon during the foundation period, no one raised objections. After all, victory means victory, and defeat means defeat. This is not to be ambiguous.

After all, no matter how I hate Su Zishuang in my heart, many outside disciples have to admit it.

Among this group of outer disciples, Su Zishuang is a very strong one!

As for the loser of Xia Dongmei...the world is so cruel that she has been ignored by others.

In the first arena, Long Batian defeated Wang Ziyang, while in the other arenas, Changsun Baozhi, Puyang Penglan and Tai Shurou all defeated their opponents. As a result, no other dark horses jumped out.

In the next round of competition. Su Zishuang accidentally had a bye.

After a lot of fighting, there are only eight outer disciples left!

After deliberate arrangements, the deacons did not let the grandson Baozhi, Puyang Penglan and Tai Shurou fight in advance, and thus entered the quarter-finals together.

And it surprised everyone. It was the two dark horses, Long Batian and Su Zishuang. No one was optimistic about them, but they have been in the quarterfinals.

Although Long Batian was sturdy and domineering, no one hated him because of Su Zishuang.

After all, Su Zishuang has already pulled away most of the hatred.

In this way, Su Zishuang could foresee that life in the sect would be difficult in the future.

"Next is the quarter-finals. See who my opponent will be?" Su Zishuang raised his eyes.

In the quarterfinals, only the first four arenas are enough, and the next five are no longer effective.

With a wave of Fu Haozhen's sleeves on the high platform, the five huge arenas quickly shrunk, and then turned into chess pieces to be put away.

"The first ring, Long Batian vs. Su Zishuang."

Su Zishuang was taken aback for a moment, the next opponent was Long Batian?

Su Zishuang stepped onto the ring, and on the opposite side was a burly man who jumped onto the high platform.

"I am Long Batian, I have seen Junior Sister Su." Long Batian put on a tyrant and cool expression with his hands on his hips.

"Senior Brother Long, let's do it." Su Zishuang said lightly.

In Long Batian's eyes, a strange purple light suddenly burst out, but in a flash, it disappeared without a trace.

"I'm not your opponent, so I give up in this round."

Before Su Zishuang could react, Long Batian turned around and jumped off the ring.

What is this situation?

The outer disciple below immediately boiled.

"There is shady, protest the shady!"

"Long Batian, are you too scared, are you still a man?"

"Long Batian, what did Su Zishuang use to buy you... with her fox charm?"

"Su Zishuang, a little bitch, an ugly ghost, to you, I'm a lifelong black!"

The deacon monk next to him coughed a few times: "Don't make a noise, lest the deputy suzerain is angry and will be locked up in the dungeon, don't blame me for not reminding.

The angry and inexplicable outer disciples could only shut up and did not speak very aggrieved. After all, everyone was afraid of being locked up in the dungeon.

In fact, Su Zishuang himself was at a loss. Why did Long Batian take the initiative to surrender?

After Su Zishuang got off the ring, his eyes swept to the side through the hair.

When she saw Long Batian walking, she seemed to have glanced at Puyang Penglan.

If it is someone else, it must be ignored. But Su Zishuang noticed that detail.

"Does this matter have something to do with Puyang Penglan? Does Puyang Penglan want to teach me personally? But, how can she be sure that in the semi-finals, she must have played against me?"

No matter who is behind it. Su Zishuang didn't care.

After all, she didn't suffer. Long Batian took the initiative to admit defeat, so that she could easily enter the semi-finals, so why not do it.

As for the contempt and anger of other outer disciples...’

So what? Even if they are angry, they won't lose a piece of meat.

Su Zishuang realized that her psychological quality had improved, and she seemed to have tempered herself to the point of being insulted.

Waited for a while. Puyang Penglan, Taishu and Changsun Baozhi defeated their opponents and entered the semifinals!

In the semi-finals, the new disciple Bidou's most eye-catching moment.

Many disciples have always wanted to know.

Among the three geniuses, who is the strongest?

Because the objects of support are different, there are quite a few disputes among the outer disciples.

It is undeniable that the three geniuses of Puyang Penglan and Taishu and Changsun Baozhi were among the previous batch of outer disciples. Both are also extremely rare. They will either become true disciples in the future, or they will be able to successfully build the foundation after entering the four major courtyards, and eventually fall off the Lotus Peak and become inner disciples.

The status of the inner disciple is not comparable to that of the true disciple, but it can be regarded as the backbone of the sect. Has a great position in the sect.

As for Su Zishuang who entered the semi-finals this time...

In the words of an outside disciple, hey, isn't that soy sauce? There is no need to pay attention...

No one is optimistic about Su Zishuang, this has nothing to do with hatred, it is a conclusion drawn purely from an analysis of strength.

"The semi-finals began, the first ring, Tai Shurou against Changsun Baozhi, and the second ring, Puyang Penglan against Su Zishuang." The deacon's voice sounded.

Su Zishuang's eyes narrowed slightly, as expected. She was playing against Puyang Penglan.

When Puyang Penglan stepped onto the ring, there was a burst of cheers, there was sincere support in it, and a large part of it was because he hated Su Zishuang that in turn supported Puyang Penglan.

Puyang Penglan's faint blue hair is casually pulled, and her beautiful face has a temperament like an empty valley orchid. And in the beautiful Xingye's eyes, there are not too many expressions, but as clear as water, just such a face is not annoying.

When Su Zishuang stepped onto the ring, she was greeted with a booze.

Compared with Puyang Penglan, Su Zishuang is completely an ugly duckling.

Wearing a wide robe of ordinary disciple, it has no characteristics at all. Although the figure is a little longer and taller, but the fat robe is really not beautiful when worn on the body.

And the hair was draped indiscriminately behind, and the thick bangs on the forehead covered most of the eyebrows.

"Sister Su, you surrender." Puyang Penglan said lightly.

Although Puyang Penglan's voice was very flat, but the strong sense of superiority in the tone, inadvertently revealing the condescending aristocracy, made Su Zishuang's heart instinctively disgusted.

"Senior Sister Puyang, I actually think you are stupid, little sister." Su Zishuang condensed her voice into a line and passed it into Puyang Penglan's ears so that she wouldn't be heard by others.

"I'm stupid?" Puyang Penglan's lips felt a chill.

From the very beginning, she didn't put Su Zishuang in her eyes, so she felt that she had given Su Zishuang a lot of face in her words and asked her to voluntarily surrender, which meant she was a step down.

Unexpectedly, that Su Zishuang was so ignorant that not only did she reject her kindness, she also said that she was stupid?

"Yes, Senior Sister Puyang, do you have a crush on Chief Helian, right?" Su Zishuang continued to speak.

Pu Yang raised her eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. This was the most important secret in her heart. How did Su Zishuang learn about it?

"You have always tolerated that Tai Shurou chasing you, and outsiders thought you and Tai Shurou were both men and women. In this way, how can Chief Helian look at you?" Su Zishuang continued to transmit his voice.