Chapter 200 Great Pressure

All this came so suddenly that even the Holy Devil Liuyun himself did not react and was defeated. And the referee in charge of the ninth ring is undoubtedly the most embarrassing. The little demon won in an instant, as if he were hitting him in the face. At first, he thought that the strength of the little demon was only stronger than most ordinary people, but he did not reach the holy class. But when he realized that he was ready to upgrade the defense on the field with the nature of the Holy Step Battle, the game was over.

"The first game, the little demon wins!" The referee opened his mouth and announced the result of the game with an ugly face.

"Wang..." The whole venue was boiling. The audience clearly saw that the Liuyun mage used the magic shield unique to the holy demon. At that time, she also pinched a sweat for the "purple demon girl". Defeat the Holy Devil in one move! Starting from today, the title of "Purple Demon Girl" will spread to every corner of the mainland.

Ling glanced at his mouth and wished that he could do it by himself? Even if the opponent is only a first-class holy demon. His conclusion is that he should rely on the invincible iron sword. Or use that move to cross the space and strangely enter the holy magic shield.

The little demon walked off the stage with a smile and showed another move in front of the people she liked. She looked very happy. Ling Qian pulled the little demon's hand and said, even if you don't have to keep it, don't be so shocking.

"Ling, I won again." The little demon said proudly that this feeling of happiness was only when he learned a new sword trick from his aunt when he was a child.

Ling Ling nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. In this way, I'm under a lot of pressure again.

The little demon smiled gently and said, "Where is the pressure?"

One is a sister who is strong and still doesn't know the depth, and the other is the fiancee who can often kill her opponent with one blow. Oh, as people they can rely on, they can't be too bad anyway.

This is really "pressure mountain". Ling Wei shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's go back to watch Huier's game."

The little demon gave a gentle oh and obediently let Ling Li hold her hand.

"It's that guy again. I'm so angry."

"Take good care of my third uncle, and I'll try my best to find him."

This is really a lot of gossip and sour vinegar!

"Ha ha, the little demon is really powerful." Looking at Ling Wei and the little demon coming, Ling Hui smiled gently and ran to hold the little demon's hand.

The little demon said, "No matter how powerful it is, you can't beat Huier." The little demon is not modest at all. In fact, she has never thought of fighting with Ling Hui.

"The little demon is modest." Qin Si ran over and stared at Ling Wei first, as if complaining that he had just suddenly disappeared. Qin Si said, "I think the little demon is at least better than this bad guy."

Ling Li said speechlessly, "Miss Pastor, you don't have to say it so directly."

"Miss Ben is so direct, what's wrong?" She shook her small fist and shook it in front of Ling Li, "Can you still eat me?"

As soon as the words fell, she saw Ling Li suddenly smile at herself. Hearing and eyes, Qin Si, who was poisoned by his thoughts, quickly reacted. His big watery eyes whitened him fiercely and turned around shyly.

In the No. 1 ring, the first game is still going on. Both sides are from the third-grade gun college. Although he has not reached the holy level, his strength is not weak. However, the four of them had nothing to do and waited for the end of the game.

With a "bang", the knight with a national face was shot down from the ring.

"Thomas won the first game!"

"Huier, it's your turn. Don't lose to the little demon, come on." Qin Si waved her fist to cheer up Ling Hui.

"Ye." Ling Hui nodded seriously and looked at Ling Wei with some resentment and said, "Brother, don't say anything to encourage Huier!"

Ling Li smiled and said, "Take it lightly."

"Hmm!" Ling Hui turned her head and jumped into the ring.

"Little demon, am I wrong?" Looking at Ling Hui pouted her little mouth, Ling Wei was very innocent.

"I don't know." The demon really doesn't know.

Qin Si came over and took Ling's arm and asked leisurely, "Bad guy, are you really not even letting go of your sister!" As Ling Wei's first woman, under her inquisitive inquiry, Ling Wei still told her that Ling Hui and he were not brothers and sisters. After all, Ling Wei, who has made up his mind to accept all three, there is no need to deliberately hide this matter. Of course, except for Qin Si, others don't know, including the little demon. Ling Yu thought about when to find a chance to tell her.

It's as simple as a little demon. Ling Yu feels that any side-by-side attack is a cloud for her.

"In the next group, Ling Hui of the first-grade gun college is an archer named Katos in Class S of the third-grade Archery College."

The referee just read out Ling Hui's name and cheered again in the venue. Now the people who come to this hall to watch the game are basically fans of Ling Hui and Xiaoyao.

One defeated Chenlin, one of the promising last qualified to compete for the top of the sacred flame list in the first round, and the other only made three or two moves regardless of the opponent's strength.

Katos is a little depressed. Especially when she saw Ling Hui's smile that seemed to contain some meaning, her heart thumped and sank. Katos randomly guessed whether the legendary was the most beautiful, cutest and sweetest smiling gun college in the history of Bowen College. Did the flower of the Academy eat anything unhealthy today? In the past, even when I saw her neighbor's girl's approachable smile from afar, it felt like a spring breeze. And now, how honorable it would have been for her to stand in front of her. But why is it so unnatural?

I've been thinking about Ling Hui, how to show off well in front of my brother, at least not worse than the little demon. Ling Hui put away her smile and said seriously to Katos, "I'm coming." But the terrible latter trembling all over.

Katos saw with her own eyes that she fainted Saint Mo Chenlin with a smile in the first round of the game. What on earth did I provoke her? Is it worth taking it so seriously? Katos really wants to remind you that you have to try your best to deal with Ling Hui. Auntie, I'm much weaker than Chenlin. You should pay attention to it and don't do it too hard! It will kill me!

"Autumn! Come on." Ling Hui called to the sky. The nervous Katos thought that she was going to do some powerful combat skills for herself at the beginning. At present, her center of gravity was a little unstable and she took two steps back.

With a joyful sound, the Pegasus flew down. Ling Hui's legs curved slightly, jumping up and steadily on the back of the Pegasus. The Biyun long gun was lifted, and the sacred talent of the holy order strength surged out of the meridians, and the pressure of Katos was about to kneel down.

"Huier, what does she want to do!" The little demon said curiously.

Catos's chest tightness is abnormal, and this feeling of being suppressed by the strong momentum is very uncomfortable. And while he had to warn the Holy Strongman's full blow, his mental panic made his legs tremble slightly.

"Lingyun Gun!" A sound of nature filled the whole venue! Scared, Katos sat down directly. A holy strongman who can defeat Chenlin can easily defeat me even without combat skills. Does she want to kill me?

"I admit defeat!" Catos was in a hurry and immediately threw the bow and arrow in his hand on the ground.

“......”

"In the second game, Ling Huisheng!" The referee announced with a strange face.

"It's too disappointing to admit defeat like this?"

"Mom, what a shame."

"Would you die if you were beaten by a beautiful woman?"

"Don't be sarcastic, go and ask her to fight?"

"Oh, I'm kidding, I'm kidding."

Ling looked at Ling Hui's face with a smile. He didn't know why Ling Hui did such a thing. Ling Li had some sympathy for this unlucky Katos. Hey, it's really... innocent!

Ling Qian pinched Ling Hui's tender little face and said, "Don't show it. I know you are the most powerful."

"I hate it." Ling Hui was a little embarrassed to be seen through all of a sudden.

Ling Wei turned his head and looked at the fifth ring. I happened to see Zou Qiong defeat his opponent and come down from the ring. The two looked at each other, triggering a provocative electric current.

The two captured a trace of disdain on each other's confident faces at the same time.

After the noon break, the fifth round of the competition officially started. After winning this round, he officially entered the top 100 of the sacred flame list. It can be said that this is the most important game so far. Because the result of losing this round is the same as losing the first round. It ranks in addition to the top 100. Even if it is 101, Bowen College will not give you a magic crystal.

Liu Ruoyu magically won the fourth round, and A Hand, who had just lost the game, went to the Gun College to cheer for her. Ling Ling and the scholar found four people in the Magic Comprehensive College at lunch time.

There are four left among the first batch of people who got the Ling Yanjue. In fact, except for Ling Hui and Xiaoyao's unmeasurable strength, only Ling Hui and Liu Ruoyu have really relied on Ling Yan's formula to fight until now.

"Sister Ruoyu is really amazing! Just now, I saw that she was going to lose, but I still relied on my cousin's unparalleled sword dance skills to win. Ling Ling said with lingering palpitation.

The scholar said, "I didn't expect her to play until the fifth round. These senior guys are really awesome. A hand also lost just now.

Ling Li nodded silently, and he suddenly respected this strong female swordsman. With her strength until now, it is completely dependent on her unyielding heart.

The game has not yet started. In order to prevent the strong men of the Holy Step who still have hidden strength from bumping together, causing too much energy impact during the battle to cause damage to the people who come to watch, so the players in the last round are required to mark their names on the side of the map if they have broken through the Holy Level. In order to facilitate the normal and orderly completion of the afternoon game.

Ling Li expressed his understanding. He took Ling Hui and the little demon to write a Norfa font "Holy" on his name with a goose feather pen. When Ling Weiming saw Zou Qiong standing not far away and wrote the word "Holy" himself, his breath suddenly became confused. But after all, the holy strong man has a stronger mentality than ordinary people, and soon he returned to normal.

"How can it be that he really broke through the Holy Level in two months?"

Zou Qiong suddenly remembered what he said to himself that morning. If I enter the Bowen College with you, four years later, you don't even deserve to carry my shoes!"

A wave of anger permeated from the bottom of Zou Qiong's heart. No matter what your sister's strength is, you must die on the stage today. Humph, I, Zou Qiong, won't do anything to make me regret again!"