My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun Qingyan followed the waiter to the waiting background, and walked up the steps to the ring.

The light gathered, reflecting the appearance of a girl.

"Puff! What's that word on the clothes?"

"Good competition, why does this costume look soft?" There was a lively discussion.

In a box, the man in Tsing Yi shook his folding fan and looked at the silver-haired youth beside him.

"How is it? Does this suit your appetite?"

Gong Moxi chuckled and took a sip of tea, "The furry is really cute. It would be nice if it didn't have the obstructive row of words at the back." He could imagine Yun Qingyan's expression after seeing the typesetting.

"Our Chamber of Commerce is also doing business. We can't do business at a loss." Donglou buckled the bamboo hand and put away the folding fan. "This style of clothes, but I adapted and designed it based on your drawings."

Gong Moxi glanced at him lightly and did not mention that he took his drawings without authorization.

"The captain of our little chicken stewed mushroom team has been in place. Next, we will invite our defender, the captain of the Thunder team-Huo Ziyu!"

As the host's passionate voice fell, a burst of thunder tearing the air blasted fiercely, and a dazzling thunder light fell from the sky, causing a gust of wind.

"Bang!" With a sound, a young man with strong clothing fell on the right side of the ring, surrounded by thunder and dazzling!

All of a sudden, the atmosphere of the entire venue was pushed to a climax, and the screams continued!

"Huo Ziyu!"

"Team Thunder!!"

The violent wind of forced landing came oncoming, Yun Qingyan's clothes were blown hunting, her clear pupils looked at the thunder that almost covered the entire ring, and faintly spit out two words, "Fancy and fancy."

The voice was very soft, and it was easy to be submerged in the thunder blast, but Huo Ziyu was still caught upright.

"Wait a minute, I will make you not even the bells and whistles." He smiled coldly. "I heard that your team is called Chicken Stew with Mushrooms. I don't know how about turning into a roast chicken team?"

He made no secret of his voice and was heard by the host.

"It seems that there is a strong smell of gunpowder between the captains of our little chicken team and the thunder team!

I hope the two can bring us a wonderful battle. "The host exited the ring while talking,

"Three...two...one!

Game start! "

On the ring, two figures tore through the space like lightning, and slammed together!

Straightforward, violent, without any skill.

Xing Yuanli directly collides head-on!

In just one fight, Yun Qingyan roughly estimated the strength of the opponent, the peak of the gods, the actual combat ability far exceeds the same level, the strength is solid, the combat experience is not bad, and the opponent is very difficult!

She can't win if Xing Yuanli is alone.

"Little God dare to be so arrogant!" Huo Ziyu also found out the realm of Yun Qingyan, smiled frivolously, and the power of violent thunder gathered on his body.

The blow just now was just an appetizer.

Next, is the main course——

"Thunder-Wanjun!"

"Boom!" With the solid four words falling, Wan Lei fell, and the violent silver dragon surrounded Yun lightly.

"I'm going! Did you make a mistake! The boss used his trick as soon as he came out! Too much to the right side?" The Thunder team's eyes widened.

A team member even sat down directly and stopped watching the game. He looked through the world and said, "The victory is divided."

"No, no! Mizi, look!" Suddenly, a person staring at the ring violently pulled his companion next to him.