At the beginning, it becomes a ghost mask, sticking to the face of the cool school girl

The man surnamed Li's heart jumped sharply.

Ling Qingxue.

Even though he had seen many excellent girls in Tianjing City, no one could compare with her.

"I heard that she has a marriage contract with Shen Ziyi of the Shen family, and you have no hope."

At this time

, Lu Xuewei said lightly, as if pouring a basin of cold water on the head of the man surnamed Li.

Hearing this, the

man surnamed Li's face was slightly embarrassed.

He also knows something about it.

Shen Ziyi is the grandson of the Shen family in Tianjing City, his strength is unfathomable, and he is also known as the absolute genius of the Shen family that is rare in a hundred years, and it is very likely that he will inherit the Shen family in the future.

Although their Li family also belongs to the Hao family in Tianjing City, there is still a gap compared to the Shen family.

Especially in terms of heritage, it is far from it.

Although the man surnamed Li liked it very much, he knew that he and Ling Qingxue did not have any chance.

"Alas~" The man surnamed Li sighed and shook his head bitterly.

"Forget it, it's good to be able to take a look from afar." The man surnamed Li withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice.

He also understood that if he really wanted to pursue Ling Qingxue, it would be unrealistic at all.

Moreover, Ling Qingxue's talent also made the man surnamed Li feel desperate.

A small Xingyue Academy actually cultivated such a terrifying demon, which was simply subversive cognition.

Ling Qingxue's potential is enough to be called peerless Tianjiao.

Soon after,

Ling Qingxue stepped into the ring.

A fallen jade face had an indifferent expression.

Her body exuded an icy aura, like a cold wind, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply, giving people a cold feeling that refused to be thousands of miles away.

She wore a long black dress, black and soft blue silk fluttering in the wind, slender waist and light bunch, and her perfect body was vividly outlined.

Everyone looked at Ling Qingxue in the ring with dull eyes.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

Ling Qingxue stood in the ring, as if a fairy was under the ordinary, making countless people crazy.

This is a beautiful woman.

Beautiful to amaze all living beings, beautiful enough to make countless people's hearts tremble, so beautiful that everyone is ashamed of themselves, and they don't even have the courage to look at it.

Even Ling Qingxue's opponent did not dare to look directly at her, his eyes avoided, for fear of blasphemy.

It's hard to imagine that it is such a cold and matchless woman who can say the words to sleep with...

And I have to call my sister-in-law together....

It is estimated that if you let these audiences know, they will definitely doubt life and feel that they are crazy.

"Ling Qingxue is worthy of being the school flower of our Xingyue Academy, it is simply too

beautiful" "Such a beautiful woman, who is willing to hurt?" I guess I can't even bear to slap me..."

Don't talk nonsense, be careful of getting into trouble.... You must know that her fiancé is Shen Ziyi of the Shen family in Tianjing.

"Yes, no matter how beautiful it is, it has nothing to do with us

..." "It's a pity that this flower will also be Huo Huo

..." "I'm so envious, if I can look more beautiful, maybe Shen Gongzi can also look at me..."

Many male trainees talked with regret, while female trainees looked at Ling Qingxue with jealous and envious eyes.

They still don't know the news that Shen Ziyi has been beheaded, and they are still immersed in beautiful fantasies.

After all, this is the son brother of the top family in Tianjing City, and the masters around him are like clouds, how can they be beheaded?

Soon

, when all the other fighters in the ring arrived, the match also entered a ten-second countdown.

10....9....8....3....2....

The numbers on the display carry out the final count.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Ling Qingxue's figure on the No. 1 ring.

No matter how good the others were, they became unbright against the background of Ling Qingxue.

"1...Start!"

Count down to the last minute, and the competition officially begins!

Ling Qingxue's opponent roared angrily, stepped on the ground with both feet, and suddenly rushed forward to kill.

His momentum is already weaker than the opponent, and if he does not take the initiative to attack, he is likely to fall into a passive state in the next battle.

He summoned his martial soul, which was a spear shining with silver-white light, and he burst out with a fierce momentum, rushing towards Ling Qingxue like a fierce tiger pounced on a sheep.

Everyone suddenly tightened their hearts when they saw it.

Ling Qingxue's opponent's strength is not weak, it has reached the realm of the four layers of the One Yuan Realm, and the martial soul is still a spear with strong offensive ability, if a warrior of the same rank fights him, he will definitely fall behind.

Many warriors clenched their fists, afraid that Ling Qingxue would lose in one move.

Although many people have heard that Ling Qingxue has played the power that only a martial artist in the Three Talents Realm can play, strength does not represent all strength.

I saw that

Ling Qingxue's eyes were indifferent, and she stretched out her slender and white jade hand and grabbed it towards the spear.

"Hehe, Ling Xiaohua, this is your own death..." Seeing this,

a mocking smile appeared at the corner of Ling Qingxue's opponent's mouth.

His spear martial soul currently has a total of two soul beasts, and the role of one of the soul cores is sharp.

The other is to increase the speed, making the spear more powerful and more destructive.

Rumble!

In the next instant

, Ling Qingxue grabbed and held the spear, trembling violently, but she held the spear in her palm.

"What?!"

The martial artist opposite Ling Qingxue shrank his pupils slightly, and his face was full of shock and disbelief. One hand held his martial soul spear, how could it be?

Ling Qingxue's actions were beyond his imagination.

Click!

A crisp sound came.

Ling Qingxue's plain hand began to exert slight strength.

"Nope!"

"I surrender!" The soul master's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he shouted in fright.

Ling Qingxue let go of the spear, and the soul master withdrew the spear with a distressed face.

However, he worked hard, spent countless efforts, and worked several short jobs in a month, before he bought these two soul bead cores and embedded them in the spear, increasing his attack power by a bit.

As a result,

it was only in the first round of the game and it was defeated by one move.

He was so depressed that he vomited blood.

"Ding... In the No. 1 ring, Ling Qingxue won. The

machine voice on the screen coldly reported the situation in the ring.

There was an uproar.

From the beginning of the battle to the time that soul master admitted defeat, the whole process took no more than three seconds, so fast that people didn't even have time to react.

Even before many people can see the course of the battle, the game is over.