1613 The war between two women
"Are you crazy?"
When the boss of a well-known gambling company saw the actuary's actuarial results, his eyes widened and he cursed the actuary who was recruited from the East.
"How did you get your qualification certificate? Do you want me to go bankrupt? Pack your things and get out. You are not worthy of being an actuary!"
"Boss, if you fire me now, you will regret it soon."
The actuary from the East pushed up his glasses, a hint of wisdom flashing in his eyes.
"You think too highly of the people of your country! How can their fighting power compare with people like Person and White Tiger?"
"It is precisely because I am from China that I understand them."
The actuary insisted, "You are the boss, and I am the actuary. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but you will come back to me soon."
"Stop talking nonsense, pack your things and get out!"
The boss kicked the actuary out the door and then took another look at his top 16 budget results.
"You actually said that the Chinese will win? That's nonsense! Go and invite our other German actuary to come out. This time we will make a big profit!"
The bank is in operation and is waiting for the specific list of the top 16 matches. As soon as the list comes out, they will start betting immediately.
Li Fan was sitting in his player seat, looking at the competition field outside through the glass window in front of him. In his room, there is also such a huge LCD screen, and player notifications can be seen on it.
A host was already sitting on the high stand. He started to preside over the top 16 match through the microphone. At this time, the enthusiasm of the audience was also ignited, and bursts of cheers came and went. Many fans of the players also rushed over, mostly No. 9 and White Tiger, and the scene was very lively.
Around the stands, Li Fan saw several old men in gray robes. These old men looked ordinary, but they gave Li Fan an indescribable majesty.
Could it be that these people are from Tianwu Pavilion
Tianwu Pavilion should be regarded as the most mysterious organization in the martial arts world. It only appears when the leader of the martial arts alliance is elected, and every time it brings a prize that no one can refuse. This time, it turned out to be the third page of "True Immortal Jue"!
"The list of sixteen contestants has appeared on the big screen. Please see, the names of the contestants have been scrambled, and a random selection will be made next!"
The host's voice was enthusiastic and guided the mood of the audience. Li Fan looked at the scrambled names above and murmured in his heart, can this thing really be fair
"Our list of first-round contestants has begun to be selected. Please watch the big screen!"
On the big screen, Murong Ying's beautiful appearance in a cheongsam appeared on it. Good guy, is my fiancée the first one to appear
The door to the contestants' box in front of Murong Ying was opened, and the previous leader of the martial arts alliance jumped more than ten meters away using Qinggong, and came to the huge ring lightly. Murong Ying's appearance also made many people cheer. There were many boys at the scene, all of whom were fans of Murong Ying. After all, she is a beautiful leader, so it is not an exaggeration to have her own support team.
The screen of the second contestant continued to rotate, and soon, another familiar female face appeared on it.
"I wipe...what a coincidence..."
Li Fan saw Luo Xuewu wearing a white dress and aqua blue gauze!
These two women actually met... Luo Xuewu would probably be miserable...
The alliance leader Yi Jian was also as beautiful as a fairy. Her long clothes were fluttering, and she landed lightly on the ring, standing opposite Murong Ying.
"The first contestant is our last martial arts leader. She is a very young and beautiful woman. It is said that she is the contemporary head of Murong Villa, the most powerful family in China! Oh my god, her fan base is so powerful, almost all the area is here Cheers for her! I have to say that our beautiful leader, wearing a cheongsam, is simply a fatal temptation!"
The host showed off his words, "And the beauty opposite is no less impressive. She is the leader of the Chinese martial arts organization, Leaning on the Sword and Smiling in the Breeze. Both of them are leaders, but who is stronger, let's wait and see!"
"It seems we are quite destined."
Luo Xuewu slowly pulled out the sword hanging from her waist, and pointed the sword's edge at Murong Ying opposite her, "Come and fight, I will tell you that I am no longer the Luo Xuewu I used to be."
"good."
Murong Ying nodded. She stood there with her hands behind her back, looking at Luo Xuewu, "I'm looking forward to your challenge!"
As a Saint-level master, Murong Ying is definitely qualified to say this!
"Ah, our former martial arts leader was really domineering, and she readily accepted the opponent's challenge!"
The host continued to ignite emotions.
"Take the move!"
Luo Xuewu is also a master of the generation. She seems to have been concentrating on training recently. Judging from the momentum she raised in an instant, she should have made great progress. In the eyes of everyone, Luo Xuewu instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and then swept her sword towards Murong Ying.
"when!"
Murong Ying raised her jade leg and kicked Luo Xuewu's sword away with a high kick.
But at this moment, Luo Xuewu waved her palm, carrying a cold frosty air, and struck Murong Ying's abdomen with an ice palm.
Murong Ying also raised her right palm, with the palm like fire, and greeted him with a palm in the independent posture of a golden rooster.
"boom!"
The two's fleshy palms clapped together, and Luo Xuewu's body immediately slipped out, while her skin turned a little red.
In terms of internal strength, Murong Ying is obviously much higher than Luo Xuewu. Moreover, Murong Ying was merciful and did not use too much skill.
"snort!"
Luo Xuewu seemed to have expected that she was no match for Murong Ying in terms of internal strength. But she is unique and has an alternative way of attacking! Luo Xuewu took a step back, stabilized her body, then her palm turned white, and she placed it directly on the blade of her sword, and then wiped it!
This shining sword immediately condensed a layer of white frost, and a layer of white ice formed on the blade, turning it into an ice sword!
"Murong Ying, take the sword!"
Luo Xuewu came to Murong Ying again, and swung the ice sword in her hand repeatedly, bringing with it the bone-chilling chill, trying to hurt Murong Ying.
But Murong Ying was unmoved. She opened her hands slightly to control the internal force in her body. Her outer hair condensed into pink cherry blossoms, spinning in front of her, forming a shield, constantly blocking Luo Xuewu's ice sword.
Murong Ying's talent for turning reality into reality seems to have become much stronger after she reached the Saint level.
"You are very good."
Murong Ying's eyes flickered with persistence, "But I'm not the Murong Ying I used to be!"
As she spoke, she suddenly aimed at an opening in Luo Xuewu's position, and two fingers suddenly touched the blade of her sword.