The practice of the first female fairy

Chapter 92 The Tenth Arena (2)

Lu Yunyao enlarged the petite and exquisite Yunling Fan in his hand. When the fan became as long as a soft sword, Lu Yunyao's originally playful eyes burst out with a powerful murderous look, "Let you see my Jiuxiao Yanwu Jue The first weight!"

With a wave of the Yunling fan, small red flames burst out, and thousands of small red flames flew towards each other vigorously.

The other party raised his eyebrows, looking curiously at the small flames flying towards him, and then the two sledgehammers flew into the air, turning into two protective gates, shining with dazzling golden light.The golden light shrouded his body, instantly making his not-so-upright body appear a bit sacred.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" A series of flames stabbed at the golden light gate, and the golden light on the gate gradually became weaker.

Lu Yunyao blinked, but he couldn't break through this person's protective shield?

Immediately, she increased her firepower, and countless small flames continued to hit that person. Compared with the previous small flames, this time the flame attack was more aggressive. In a short while, the opponent's golden shield was smashed open , A large pile of flames unceremoniously rushed towards the opponent's body.

The opponent hastily put away the two sledgehammers, and in a panic, he insisted on opening an escape path from the flame attack.

But the flames continued to hit the place where he was standing before. After a while, the flames dissipated, and the originally indestructible arena was smashed out of a big hole.

Lu Yunyao blinked, and his eyes fell on the opponent, only to see that the corner of the opponent's clothes was eroded by a small flame, and the water spell thrown by the opponent repeatedly could not extinguish the small flame.In desperation, he had no choice but to cut off the robe eroded by the flame.

After the robe was cut off, it fell to the ground, and the flames burned slowly. After a while, the robe was burned up, and a small hole was burned on the floor of the arena.

The other party was startled, and he was extremely grateful in his heart. When he looked up, he saw that delicate little junior sister on the ring was about to make another move.

His eyebrows jumped, and his strong desire to survive made him shout, "I admit defeat!"

Lu Yunyao curled his lips, and changed the Yunling Fan to the size of a palm, turning it into a delicate fan headdress, and stuck it in his hair.

"Admit!" Lu Yunyao bowed politely, then glanced at the auditorium, raised his chin, "Next!"

Everyone was silent. At this time, the elder in charge of Zhanwu Hall came forward, looked at the pitted floor on the ring in shock, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Then, he used a spell expressionlessly, and saw The potholed floor immediately returned to its original state.

Lu Yunyao glanced at him guiltily. This is a normal wear and tear during the battle. You won't make her lose money, right?
As if he could see what Lu Yunyao was thinking, the elder looked at his nose and nose and said, "For the wear and tear of the ring during the battle, the Zhanwu Hall will repair it for free for the first three times, and the disciples will share [-]% of the repair fee after that."

Lu Yunyao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the first three repairs were free of charge, so this time she won't have to pay for it!

"Junior Sister, you are so powerful, you actually smashed a big hole in the ring!" The disciple in Tsing Yi who gave her advice earlier gave her a thumbs up and praised.

Lu Yunyao chuckled, waved his hands and said, "Unexpected accident." She didn't want to be so tough, she was a soft and cute little fairy in her heart.

(End of this chapter)