C200 (1/2)

Under Zhou Tong's' touching 'actions, Xue Tao did not hesitate to agree to this competition. He even righteously emphasized to the cultivators under him, this is a spar, no one is allowed to hurt others.

After repeating this over and over again for more than ten times, everyone couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Perhaps this was the power of special love.

”However, Honorable Mo Li, there is something that I must clarify.” Before sending the people up onto the stage, Xue Tao once again looked at the puppet Zhou Tong, and said with his hands behind his back, ”You have the ninth stage Spiritual Demons, which is enough to contend against the strongest cultivator under my name. However, I still hope to witness some interesting battles.

”No problem. Yun Xin, what do you think?” Puppet Zhou Tong nodded with a smile and asked.

Zhou Tong glared at Xiao Hanqing who was below the stage in annoyance, and immediately, he cupped his fists and said: ”Master, anything will do.”

”What if Master wants you to sleep in your room at night?” Puppet Zhou Tong suddenly laughed sinisterly.

”Hiss.” Zhou Tong gasped, her gaze turned to look at Xiao Hanqing who had already left the stage, and seeing her mischievous smile, she could not help but feel anger rising from her heart, anger rising from the depths of her heart.

”No problem, as long as Master commands me, I can secretly undress Senior Sister Qing's underwear. Master, don't mind me, Senior Sister Han Qing often says that she wants to warm your bed. If I were to ask her, she would definitely give me the bed, it would still be the same as before ~”

”Pfft!”

The crowd below the arena was in an uproar. No one knew who spat out the blood in front of them, but quite a few people were sighing in their hearts. Why did this seemingly gentle and cute girl speak in such a valiant manner?

”Cough, when did I ever make you do such a thing?! ”Nonsense!” Puppet Zhou Tong seemed to be embarrassed and coughed lightly, but Zhou Tong could clearly see that below the stage, Xiao Hanqing's face was pale white.

Smiling contently, Zhou Tong then used that charming voice to bow towards the puppet Zhou Tong: ”This disciple knows his wrongs.”

”Alright, stop messing around. Let's begin. I want to see how well you are doing with your [Obscure Sword Art].” Puppet Zhou Tong waved his hand and said indifferently.

Zhou Tong spat out a mouthful of blood.

[Sword of Truth] was very famous in the lower realms. Only women could learn it. Its moves were soft and smooth, and its essence lay in four words —

Luring! Charm!

Zhou Tong glanced at the tall and sturdy brutes beside Fifth Prince Xue Tao, and then looked at Xiao Hanqing who was gloating by the side. He was so angry that he grimaced, and almost pulled out his fake chest, throwing it towards Xiao Hanqing.

And then, all of the cultivators from the Ten Thousand Feet Sect sat down and went up on stage, their faces full of anticipation.

After hearing what the sturdy man said, Xue Tao wanted to grab a chair and throw it at him.

”Alright, then let me use one hand.” Zhou Tong tilted his head and replied, ”Be gentler ~”

Hearing that, the sturdy man was startled, and immediately nodded his head, and then, really, he quickly took out a rope from the Sumeru Pearl, and tied his left arm together with his body.

”Fuck, so a lady's outfit has such an advantage?” Zhou Tong did not know what to say, and lightly patted his forehead as he sighed.

After pondering deeply for a bit, Zhou Tong then let out a cold snort, and pulled out a blue long sword from the side of her skirt. This was the first old water-cold sword that Zhu Yunxin had used, and Zhou Tong had no time to reforge it before he took it out to use.

Then, Zhou Tong's feet habitually sank down, and wolf howls sounded from all directions. The face of the muscular man opposite him reddened, and a stream of blood flowed out from his nostrils.

Zhou Tong might have even forgotten that he was wearing a sexy miniskirt that had just covered his thighs.

”Ah!” It's all gone, it's so embarrassing. ” Zhou Tong immediately pulled her legs together, covered her skirt and cried out. Qiu Qiu who was hanging up the phone did not know why, but he suddenly felt a wave of indescribable retching.

Of course, this was only an accident and did not fall into the category of [Sword of Truth]. However, it did not affect the desire of the muscular men for the [Sword of Truth].

After getting into such a small accident, Zhou Tong seemed to be extremely embarrassed and angry. Holding onto the water-cold sword, his legs moved, and pounced forward, as if he was going to kill the sturdy man in front of him, scaring him to the point that he lifted up his sledgehammer, and smashed down right on Zhou Tong's head.