Reborn as a snake: spreading branches and leaves, completely crazy

"What..."

The referee was stunned for a moment, and the audience was also shocked. The battle they were expecting did not start, and turned into a hair-plucking competition.

"Player Demon Peng, are you sure you want to surrender?"

Demon Peng looked at the feathers on the ground, and most of his body was bald. He nodded fiercely with pain on his face: "sure, and sure."

"It's not fun at all. I want to go home to my mother."

With a burst of crying, the on-site referee reluctantly raised Xiao Bai's hand with the permission of the referee.

He shouted loudly: "Congratulations to Bai Xiao for advancing to the quarterfinals."

"Damn, is this okay?"

"Fake match, fake match."

The scene was in an uproar. Many of the gamblers bet on the Demon Peng and lost their pants. In terms of strength, he was a Level 4 Demon King, so his chances of winning were indeed much higher.

Vegetable leaves and stinky bird eggs were constantly thrown here, and some even threw dung directly on them.

Fortunately, Xiao Bai and Mo Peng hid quickly and were not affected. The on-site referees suffered a disaster, and they all shouted in his face.

Yu Yan also saw this scene through the mirror. She held her stomach and almost laughed.

"Sister, look at it! These two guys are so funny. This is the quarter-finals, and they are actually playing like this."

"Third sister, I think that Bai Xiao is very extraordinary. With the strength of a third-level demon king, he has overcome all obstacles and entered the top eight."

Yu Yan disagreed: "It's just good luck. The top eight are all masters. He can't fish in troubled waters."

"If he can win the championship and become my consort, I will stand on my head and shit on my head."

Yu Wei was a little embarrassed: "Third sister, you are the noble third princess. You must pay attention to your image. You cannot do this kind of thing."

"I'm serious. There's no way Bai Xiao can become the consort. With his bitch like him, if he gets lucky enough to become the consort, he might torture me a lot."

"Keep watching the game."

The cleaning team quickly cleaned up the competition venue, and the Yuguo guards maintained order at the scene. The rioters immediately stopped.

The host was also affected and had two eggshells stuck to his hair.

"Okay, let's move on to the next game."

"Applause, I would like to invite the leader of the Yu Clan, Sequoia, and the genius boy of the Ghost Clan, Onizuka."

This competition is the highlight. Both sides are at the same level, one is a seventh-level demon king, and the other is a seventh-level ghost king.

It is also the only peak matchup of the same level among the eight games today.

Mo Wuliang was the last group to appear. Under Mo Ze's secret operation, he was given a fourth-level demon king opponent. He was also the last one to enter the top sixteen after the Yu clan eliminated Sequoia.

Mo Peng was once a member of the Yu Clan. Since being imprisoned, he has been removed from the Yu Clan. This time, he is only participating on his behalf.

As his cultivation level decreased and his appearance changed drastically, it was difficult to be recognized in the foggy city.

Mo Wuliang glanced at Mo Ze, who was standing next to Yuhuang. The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to focus on the most important game today.

No matter who wins, Mo Wuliang will be the biggest winner. Among these contestants, the only ones he can pay attention to are Onizuka and Sequoia.

Sequoia pulled out a flaming gun, which matched his fiery red appearance.

He pointed at Onizuka: "I heard that you are a genius boy that the ghost clan only encounters in ten thousand years. Today I will come to learn from you."

Onizuka did not speak, and his specific facial features could not be seen. He was like a black ghost floating in the air, which made the audience feel very depressed.

The entire competition venue was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

The referee banged the gong vigorously and shouted: "The game has begun. Please show your true level to both players."

"Look at the moves, eighteen slashes of fierce flames."

As Sequoia roared and shouted, eighteen fiery red spears stabbed Onizuka.

Compared with the previous hair-plucking competition between Xiao Bai and Mo Peng, this one started with a fierce move, and the audience was excited.

The black ghost suspended in the air opened its huge mouth and sucked in all eighteen spears.

Sequoia took a few steps back, feeling extremely tense. He must not lose this time.

"What a terrifying ghost technique, it can dissolve the flame gun so easily."

"Is this the strength of the leader of the Yu Clan? It's not enough at all."

The black ghost made a deep and deep voice. Only by defeating the ghost could Sequoia see Onizuka's true body.

"Looks like I'm going to get serious."

"Qianyu kills."

The sequoia spun rapidly in the air, forming a tornado around its body, and countless red arrows shot at the black ghost.

It has strong penetrating and destructive capabilities, instantly shooting through a black ghost more than ten meters high. With a gust of wind, it completely disappeared into the competition venue.

Yu Yan slapped her thigh angrily: "Sequoia is really strong-limbed and simple-minded. Onizuka's ghost technique can make him immune to all kinds of physical attacks."

"You have to use fire or ice. You're so stupid that even I can tell."

Yu Wei explained: "General Sequoia doesn't know the ice and fire skills. He is famous for his brute strength."

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There are two more chapters tonight, so stay tuned and thank you all for your support. (?＞?＜?)

Chapter 97 Fight to the Death

The black ghost disappeared into the competition venue, the scene was silent, and Sequoia felt a little uneasy.

Xiao Bai and Mo Peng sat drinking wine and watching a show.

"I'm sorry, brother was a bit harsh just now."

Mo Peng grinned: "It won't take long for small things to grow back."

"Come on, keep drinking."

Mo Peng stretched out his four forked tongues and licked the wine in the glass vigorously. It was a bit grazed no matter how you looked at it.

If the mussel essence was licked like this, it would probably twitch all over and pass out.

"Mo Peng, let me ask you weakly, is there anything special about your four slit tongues?"

"It's nothing special. I've had it since I was born. This is the only thing that can compare to my elder brother."

They continued to eat and drink. Just now they looked bitter and resentful, but now they have become good buddies again.

Ninety percent of the audience at the scene were from the Yu tribe. Seeing that Sequoia had dispelled the black ghost, they began to get excited.

"The Commander-in-Chief."

"A great commander is mighty, a great commander will surely win."

A slight tremor could be felt in the nearby lofts, and the cheers and shouts from the Yu Clan were really loud. Sequoia was also the most powerful contestant from the Yu Clan, and had high hopes.

Naturally, these Yu Clan spectators waved and cheered for him. There were also a few Yu Clan women who might have been Sequoia's little fans. The shouts were so loud that they fainted without taking a breath.

Sequoia was not happy, because he knew that Onizuka was by no means a good person and could not be defeated so easily.

Whizzing

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was strong, blowing the onlookers of the Feather Clan into pieces and causing their feathers to fly all over the sky.

Then a huge black skull appeared under the dark clouds, which was full of oppression and even scarier than the black ghost just now.

This kind of coercion made many Yu tribesmen with lower cultivation levels feel suffocated instantly. They all looked up at the sky with their pupils widened.

"It's so scary, what is that?"

The black skull opened its big mouth and spewed black resentment at the redwood, accompanied by a sharp roar.

Many audience members began to bleed from their ears, unable to bear the harsh sound.

Xiao Bai was already prepared. He pulled out some fluff from the demon roc and stuffed his ears.

"Brother, why don't you pull out your own."

"The thicker your hair is, the better the effect will be."

The on-site referee had already left the playing field, quickly covered his ears and rolled on the ground in pain.

Sequoia pointed his spear at the black skull and roared loudly: "Onizuka, this is a duel between us, why do you want to hurt innocent people."

"Haha, when did the leader of the Yu Clan learn to use strong words to reason?"

"I have always been passively beaten. If I take a little counterattack, you can't bear it. It's because they are not good at learning and have to come to join in the fun. They can't blame me."

The black skull continued to roar louder and louder. Seeing this, the Yuhuang threw the golden cover to protect his people inside, not wanting too many innocent people to be implicated.

"The true form of the Flame Eagle."

Sequoia felt humiliated and quickly transformed into his true form to fight Onitsuka to the death. This time he had no way out. With so many Yu tribesmen watching, he still had the home field advantage. As the commander-in-chief, he could never lose.

A big red bird with a wingspan of more than 20 meters appeared in the center of the competition venue. The red tree continued to stimulate the potential in the body, and the whole body of the red bird was covered with blazing flames.

Yu Yan laughed heartily: "Yes, I should have used this trick a long time ago to cause harm to Onizuka."

Yu Wei's face was full of worry: "Commander Sequoia does not practice fire-attribute skills. He has a strong metallic force."

"He is using the method of burning his soul to force out the inner fire in his body and fight to the death with Onizuka. Even if he wins, he will pay a heavy price."

The flaming big bird pounced on the black skull. This suicidal attack was indeed very effective against Onizuka.

The skull turned into a ball of black smoke and quickly went into the ground.

"It's just a competition, why should the commander-in-chief work so hard? Do you also want to be this prince-in-law?"

Sequoia cursed angrily: "Asshole, it is my duty to protect the third princess. If you want to be this prince-in-law, defeat me first."

"So loyal."

Onizuka hid. He wanted to delay Sequoia's soul by delaying it, and then launch a fatal blow after his cultivation level was greatly reduced.

This is also in line with Onizuka's consistent style. He never likes hard steel in the front, and likes to play scary things with mysterious techniques, causing huge psychological pressure on his opponents.

This allows the opponent to use their strongest killing move, slowly consuming their mana, and Sequoia plays right into his hands.