Please, I Really Don't Want Her Majesty The Empress To Be Pregnant.

Chapter 446 Dark Horse, The Empress Is About To Make Money

"it is good!"

"Since you don't come out, I'll smash the entire arena to see where you can hide!"

"You can hide like this, just hide until you die!"

The Zhenhaimen disciple roared loudly, the trident suddenly grew bigger in his hand, and the turbulent waves kept gathering around him.

The terrifying water element Spiritual Qi surged wildly, filling the entire arena.

Such an astonishing attack is already approaching the full blow of a cultivator at the peak of the holy rank.

When all the forces outside the arena saw this scene, they all showed surprised expressions. Originally, they only thought that the disciple of Zhenhaimen was an ordinary elite, but now they all changed their minds.

To be able to unleash such an attack at the holy middle stage, I'm afraid the lowest is Zhenhaimen's core discipline.

And to be able to push the core disciple of Zhenhaimen to such an extent, the strength of the disciples of Lanyan Academy is also no small matter.

But this time, that person probably didn't expect Zhenhaimen to have such a wide-ranging attack, even covering the entire ring.

In this way, there is no way to hide, so they can only accept it hard.

For an early stage cultivator, no matter how strong the defensive Magic Treasures are, it is difficult to withstand such a powerful attack, and it is hard to say whether it can even save its life.

"Go to hell!"

As the Zhenhaimen disciples accumulated strength, they were about to unleash the attack in their hands.

At this time, the accident happened again, and a powerful force suddenly fell on the weakest defense of his body.

That is the top of his head.

"The door of life is open, borrow strength!"

Mo Li formed a mudra with both hands, and his figure appeared in the air.

He stomped hard on the head of the Zhenhaimen disciple with one foot, and the terrifying force directly stomped the opponent half-kneeling on the ground, and at the same time interrupted the opponent's attack.

"You sneak attack... shameless!"

The Zhenhaimen disciples endured the severe pain and looked at Mo Li with resentment.

The next moment, he vomited blood and could no longer hold on.

The trident fell from his hand, was caught by Mo Li, and then threw the halberd back at him.

Mo Li held up the trident, and through the powerful physical strength that opened the Shengmen, he grasped it forcefully, and smashed it hard at the heads of the Zhenhaimen disciples.

If this strike hits, the opponent's head will be gone.

"I surrender!"

At the critical moment, the disciples of Zhenhaimen chose to surrender.

The moment he surrendered, the referee's voice sounded: "Student of Lanyan Academy, Mo Li wins!"

At the same time, Mo Li's attack was enveloped by a gentle force, preventing him from hurting the Zhenhaimen disciple.

"Concession!"

Mo Li won and returned the trident.

But at this time, the disciples of Zhenhaimen played a rogue.

"Referee, this result is unfair!"

"Just now this person hid with a concealment method, and it is very likely that he hid outside the ring, otherwise I would have forced him out!"

The Zhenhaimen disciple raised his trident and shouted in the direction of the referee from the God Realm.

However, his voice came out, and there was no response.

Mo Li also shook his head helplessly.

Dunjia, you can escape anywhere.

Except for some people who practiced special secret techniques among the holy cultivators, few people could find that he was on the field, and he was always looking at each other leisurely.

This person is very talented, and his strength is quite good, but it is a pity that his brain is not good.

After he fled just now, he only attacked with Xiumen. If this person kept defending, he might not be without the possibility of being forced out.

Even if the final result cannot be changed, at least he can force himself to use more methods.

What a pity!

Mo Li shook his head, not going to talk too much with this kind of brainless person.

The dean said that talking to people who have no brains will gradually make them lose their minds.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Just when Mo Li was about to leave, a strong wind came, and the Zhenhaimen disciple was about to attack.

"You are allowed to sneak attack! I can also sneak attack!"

"go to hell!"

The Zhenhaimen disciple sacrificed a touch of Hidden Weapons Magic Treasures and flew towards the back of Mo Li's head.

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.

This strike, he has been planning for a long time, he has been preparing since the time of surrender, just to wait for Mo Li to be unprepared.

However, what he didn't know was that Mo Li never removed the formation of Qimen Dunjia from the beginning to the end, and everything he did was under Mo Li's control.

Facing the sneak attack of Hidden Weapons Magic Treasures, Mo Li flashed a killing intent in his eyes, ready to fight back.

People don't offend me, I don't offend others.

If anyone offends me, I will pay back a hundredfold!

This is the motto taught by the dean, and he takes it very seriously.

But at this moment, another force appeared in the ring, causing Mo Li to stop counterattacking immediately.

"The Ten Thousand Clans Competition, the competition on the ring is over, no use of force is allowed."

"Offenders, die!"

Following the indifferent words, the figures of Zhenhaimen disciples were bound by a powerful force in an instant, and turned into powder in an instant.

Is this the power of a strong man in the divine realm?

Mo Li felt startled, thankful that he didn't make a move just now.

When other forces saw this scene, they were also shocked.

The one who just killed the disciples of Zhenhaimen was the referee of this preliminary round, a strong man in the divine realm.

It is so unreasonable for a strong man in the divine realm to make a move.

At the same time, this is also to maintain the fairness of the Ten Thousand Races Competition.

Even the sect master of Zhenhaimen didn't say a word when he saw this situation, he just asked for instructions and took back the relics of the disciples of Zhenhaimen.

In the God Realm, there are plenty of genius cultivators, but rare artifacts, and artifacts are the most precious.

Although the trident is not a divine weapon, it is also a rare treasure, and its power in the hands of Zhenhaimen disciples is no less than that of some top imperial soldiers.

As long as they can take back the trident and lose a genius disciple, they can accept it.

Naturally, other forces would not say anything.

They understood the referee's act of killing chickens and monkeys just now, and ordered their disciples to abide by the rules of the Ten Thousand Races Competition.

"What kind of power is this Lanyan Academy? Why are all the disciples so powerful! I watched two matches between the disciples of Lanyan Academy. It seemed that the weak defeated the strong in both games, but in fact they were all bullied by the strong. Weak, the situation can be called crushing."

"This Sect force also comes from the human world, it's definitely not simple!"

With the end of this match, many forces have noticed Lanyan Academy.

On the other side of the martial arts arena, the name of Lanyan Academy is even more eye-catching.

"Win again!"

"Fuck! When Lanyan Academy won the first game, I bet on them to win the second game!"

"I won! Woohoo!"

"Why did I only bet on one top-quality Spirit Stones! I should be with that mysterious person, and I have to bet on 10,000 Spirit Stones even if I lose everything!"

At the gambling table, more and more people began to bet on Lanyan Academy.

The dealer looked at these people and smiled more and more kindly.

Just now, Lanyan Academy won the first and second rounds and broke out as a dark horse. In order to control the odds, he lost a little Spirit Stones.

But now these people's bets will definitely make him earn back all the Spirit Stones he lost.

Because this time, the odds didn't need to be controlled by him, they had already reached his desired number.