C235 Trapped (1/2)

”Junior brother, do you need my help?”

An ordinary looking female disciple walked towards Meng Yu and said while smiling.

This woman was Wan Qing, who was on the same stage as Meng Yu a moment ago.

”Sister Wan Qing.”

Meng Yu turned his head.

Wan Qing smiled at him.

Although her appearance was ordinary, her fiery figure made many male disciples extremely envious.

And today, she was wearing a tight suit suitable for combat, accentuating her sudden forward and backward movements!

Wan Qing was very confident that with her figure, she would be able to attract the attention of this arrogant Junior Brother. They would then fight side by side.

However …

The young man only glanced at her for a moment before he turned around. He didn't act the way the other male disciples did, looking at her snow-white chest and her beautiful buttocks, drooling.

Meng Yu shook his head, ”Senior Sister, I want to try and see if I can win against these people.”

Wan Qing didn't expect Ye Xiao to reject her. She felt embarrassed all of a sudden.

She gritted her teeth and coldly said, ”Then Junior Brother, you have to be careful.”

She walked to the side of the stage and stood there and watched Meng Yu being beaten up by those people. When she turned her head to ask for her help, Wan Qing would definitely ridicule him.

When Zhu Dong saw Wan Qing come uninvited just now, he wanted to fight alongside Meng Yu.

At that time, he was extremely worried. If the two of them had teamed up, Zhu Dong and the rest had no confidence of winning against them.

He never thought that Meng Yu would actually reject Wan Qing.

”Hahaha, arrogant brat, you don't even need a helper! See how I'll teach you a lesson!”

Zhu Dong excitedly used his footwork, holding his Spiritual Middle Grade and blade, he rushed towards Meng Yu.

His four companions, including a tall young man, stood far away from Meng Yu. He took out a large Spiritual Lower Grade bow, pulled it into a full moon and condensed five or six red arrows to aim at Meng Yu.

As for the other three people, one of them was a teenager dressed in green with a big blade in his hand, while the other one was a skinny Xiao Qing and a fat youth who were all holding onto swords, followed behind Zhu Dong and charged towards Meng Yu.

”Third form of the《 Illusory Sword Spell》: Rain Dream!”

”Black Tortoise Sword Canon!”

Meng Yu used the Two-handed Sword Arts.

The Blue Snake Sword in his right hand formed a spring rain to protect himself.

On the left hand of the Giant Iron Sword, the phantom of a turtle and a snake appeared on the sword.

”He wants to challenge five people by himself?”

”I want to see how he will die!”

”Meng Yu is too arrogant. Just now, Senior Sister Wan Qing wanted to help him, but who would have thought that he would reject her.”

”He can't be thinking that Senior Wan Qing isn't pretty enough, right?” But Senior Wan Qing's body is very sexy and her Cultivation Level is very tall. If it was me, I would not even be able to make it in time for her.

Many of the disciples below the stage began to discuss the fight after seeing Meng Yu wanting to fight against Zhu Dong and the other four.

Some were gloating, some were worried, and there were even comments about Senior Sister's fiery figure and appearance.

”This kid is really brave.”

”I just don't know if he can handle it. Zhu Dong's abilities have been improving very quickly recently!”

Su Mingxuan looked at Meng Yu, smiled and said, then turned his gaze to his own daughter.

On the other side, Su Yuyan had already released ”Star Martial Spirit”. Her Martial Soul had already evolved to the size of fifteen bowls of stars. The fifteen stars emitted a dazzling brilliance, and rapidly rotated. Two male disciples with s were defeated by her large blade and Martial Soul.

Seeing this, Su Mingxuan's smile became even wider.

He looked at the expressionless Ding Kang at the side.

Su Mingxuan knew, these battles were not the deciding factors. If he and Ding Kang wanted to achieve the final victory, it would depend on the strength of the disciples from both sides.

At that time, the swords would have no eyes. It was unknown how many disciples of the sect would die because of this! Thinking of this, he could not help but feel a sense of regret.

In the arena.

”Boom!”

At this time, Meng Yu's sword first clashed with Zhu Dong's big blade, then struck the green-clothed youth's big blade, and then quickly blocked the skinny Xiao Qing's and fat youth's swords that were flying towards him.

In the distance.

Just then, Meng Yu shot an arrow that was condensed from spirit energy. It released beams of red light that shot towards Meng Yu.