Chapter 1158 (1/2)

At this time, the anger on Xia Jiuyou's graceful body can be felt even by the dead.

If she hadn't scruples about the rules of the game, she would have rushed to work with Donggong Fu at the moment.

”Grass, I really can't see it anymore. This east palace Fu really takes itself as the immortal ancient emperor!”

”Doesn't it depend on having a flowing heart? Be arrogant here! ”

”I really want to learn how powerful his so-called streamer heart is?”

Outside the martial arts arena, there was a sound of angry drinking and scolding. Obviously, the arrogance of Donggong Fu has completely angered everyone.

However, due to the current semi-finals, these people can only scold.

In the face of the anger of all people, Donggong Fu just sat there indifferently and didn't take these people to heart at all.

In his opinion, these people are just clowns, that's all.

Dongfang Zhi, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang and others were all delighted when they felt the anger of the people outside the court. What they wanted was such an effect.

At that time, dongfangzhi only needs a few words, which is enough to incite all these people and beat Donggong Fu.

Finally, Xia Jiuyou forcibly suppressed the towering anger in his chest and didn't burst out.

Thinking of the secret discussion with dongfangzhi and others, he took a long breath. Then, on his beautiful little face, a charming smile slowly appeared, looked at Donggong Fu from a distance and said, ”Donggong Fu, I want to see. How long can you be arrogant?”

Donggong Fu looked at her indifferently and said faintly, ”I don't think I'm arrogant. You're just a clown in my eyes.”

”Really?”

Xia Jiuyou's long eyelashes blinked slightly, and then she didn't say anything more. Her delicate body flashed and turned into a slim red awn. In the sight of all people, she passed by and returned to her seat.

”Now, the second game of the semi-final begins.”

The magnificent Phoenix ancestor announced that the soft voice still contained an extremely powerful voice, which suppressed all the drinking and swearing outside the court.

Game 2 of the semi-finals: Chen Feiyan, the ultimate challenger of the white tiger division, and Donggong Fu, the ultimate challenger of the Xuanwu division.

As the voice of the Phoenix ancestor fell, the temperament was elegant, just like the dust and smoke of the nine day fairy. It immediately turned into a white awn and burst out. In the blink of an eye, it was already standing in the center of the martial arts field.

Then, as soon as her delicate and slender hand turned over, a pink slender sword was firmly held in her hand.

With the appearance of this pink war sword, an invisible sword spirit also diffuses and fills every inch of space here in an instant.

”Dust is not smoke. You are just a clown like Xia Jiuyou.”

Looking at the white shadow in the middle of the martial arts field from a distance, Donggong Fu said slowly: ”just admit defeat. You can't be my opponent. Otherwise, I won't say you're just a clown.”

Chen Feiyan's shallow eyebrows, a slight frown, but in the end, there was no attack, just shook the beautiful head: ”no, if I hadn't defeated me myself, I would never easily admit defeat.”