The Evil Emperor's Favored Wife: The Bloodthirsty Demon Concubine

Chapter 59 Competition 1
The old man smiled sinisterly, "Old man, I am currently researching various poisons, and I just need someone to test the medicine. I don't mind, I will use you to test the medicine."

"Then what, Master, I'm going to read the book first!" Seeing the old man's sinister face, Luo Ziyue wanted to run without any spine, but was caught by the old man, "Don't worry! Look Go and fight your senior brother a few tricks to stabilize your strength, it's not too late to go!"

In the old man's hands, she, who had just been promoted to a two-star spiritual master, couldn't raise the slightest resistance. She was thrown out by him so casually, and she immediately flew into the air.

With a whoosh, a perfect parabola appeared in the air.

"thump"

The whole person was smashed into the mud pit like a dog eating shit, and landed beside Song Wenqing.

"Master, Junior Sister, why did you get thrown out by Master?" Song Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward to help Luo Ziyue out of the mud pit, and asked in confusion.

"Master, let me compete with you, and you just threw me out like this." Luo Ziyue looked down at the mud on her clothes, smiled wryly, raised her head to look at Song Wenqing, But the moment he saw his face, a burst of joyful laughter erupted from his mouth, "Brother, we were really made into two clay dolls by Master!"

"Junior Sister, I have known you for so long, and this is the first time I see you showing a sincere smile!"

The dazzling sunlight hit Luo Ziyue's face, blurring the scars on her face, revealing the charming luster in her obsidian-like shining eyes.

The golden sun shrouded her body, covering her with a golden coat.

Standing against the light, she just stood quietly in front of Song Wenqing, with a girlish smile on her face.

Song Wenqing's eyes showed a hint of obsession, and he stared blankly at her, who was as beautiful as a goddess descending to earth.

The dirty muddy water on her body not only didn't make her lose color, but added a touch of love to her.

"Junior Sister, you look so pretty when you smile, you should smile more from now on..."

Luo Ziyue's face froze, and a trace of pain flashed in the depths of her calm eyes, but she quickly covered it up, but the smile on her face had already turned into embarrassment, dissipating in the corners of her slightly upturned mouth, the spirit in her hand The force surged towards Song Wenqing, "Senior brother, come, let me appreciate your demeanor. If you want to be my senior brother, you have to have no real skills."

"Junior Sister, are you serious?" Song Wenqing moved his body slightly and easily dodged Luo Ziyue's attack.

Luo Ziyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Of course, senior brother, I will not show mercy to you!"

"Since junior sister wants to compete, I, as a senior brother, will naturally accompany you unconditionally, but before that, you must first force me to attack you because of your ability, otherwise..."

Through this period of getting along, Song Wenqing has a certain understanding of Luo Ziyue's character.

After confirming that she was serious, she also slowly put away the cynicism on her face, showing seriousness, "Don't blame senior brother for not giving you face."

"Then junior sister has been taught!"

Luo Ziyue waved the spiritual power in her hand and slapped it in the mud, causing the mud to splash.

Under the wind of her palm, she attacked the acupuncture points on Song Wenqing's body like a sharp sword.

The mud stars, which seem to be chaotic, are actually hidden secrets. If you are not paying attention to being attacked by it, you may be at a disadvantage.

Song Wenqing looked calmly at the mud that kept attacking him.

The figure moved slightly, and the long sleeves waved casually.

Countless sludge turned back the same way and attacked in Luo Ziyue's direction again.

However, Luo Ziyue knew that it was impossible for these mud to defeat him. She just wanted to take this opportunity to distract him and get close to his body.

At any time, her body would subconsciously tell her that she was better at close combat than spiritual power.

In just a few seconds, she had appeared ghostly beside Song Wenqing, and the dagger waving in her hand was mercilessly stabbing towards the Achilles heel of his body.

The old man hid in the dark and secretly observed their competition.

When she saw the dagger in Luo Ziyue's hand glowing with a gloomy cold light, stabbing towards Song Wenqing mercilessly, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was an incomprehensible light in her piercing eyes.

However, when Song Wenqing yelled at Luo Ziyue angrily, he nodded slightly.

The wrinkled old face showed a cunning look, stroked his beard with one hand, and said inscrutablely: "This girl is really an eye-opener! However, it is also time to teach this brat what it is to be a soldier!"

"Junior Sister, you are cheating, how can you use a weapon?"

"Weapons can also be regarded as a part of my strength. Since I want to compete, weapons are naturally indispensable. However, my brother is so strong, I think I don't need this extra thing!"

Luo Ziyue didn't advance but retreated, making killer moves every step of the way, making Song Wenqing's relaxed face show a cautious look, and drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

It seemed that he was having a hard time coping, but he still didn't use his spiritual power to attack Luo Ziyue, but simply avoided her fierce attacks one after another.

Glittering sweat flowed from her forehead, and excitement glowed in her pitch-black eyes.

The moves in his hands became more and more fierce, and the fierce moves that killed him made the old man secretly watching the battle secretly sweat for Song Wenqing.

Over the years, although Song Wenqing's cultivation has improved a lot, close-up attacks are still his weak point, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage under Luo Ziyue's pressing every step of the way.

"Stinky boy, if you don't distance yourself from your junior sister, you will really lose!" The old man shook his head secretly and whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Song Wenqing's slightly apologetic voice, "Junior Sister, I've offended you!"

After a fight, Song Wenqing knew that he was not Luo Ziyue's opponent at all in terms of punching and kicking skills.

After thinking it over and over again, he decided to launch a counterattack against her, and he really lost to her because of his carelessness. If it gets out, where will he put his face as a senior brother?

In order to defend the dignity and status of his invincible senior brother, he must stand ready.

Fight her the way you treat your enemies, this is the greatest respect for her.

Suddenly, a hot hurricane emanated from his body and hit Luo Ziyue.

Luo Ziyue, who had already been on guard, quickly retreated a few meters away.

The spiritual power without any attributes in the palm condensed a giant sword in the air, and under her control, it hit the hurricane with a "boom".

"Oh!"

White ripples emanated from the two colliding spiritual powers, attacking all around with an unstoppable force.

(End of this chapter)