Chapter 287
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"Now, get off, you can still have a little face." Bailihan said in a cold voice without looking at E Shulan. There was disgust and disdain in his voice that could not be concealed.
Under the stage, everyone was stunned by Bailihan's words. This sentence is not just a simple contempt, it is a humiliation, a complete humiliation.
Aside from the difference in strength between the two sides, E Shulan was the daughter of the goddess, but she was ruthlessly humiliated by Bailihan. I remember that in the previous game, Bailihan never said a word, and he was calm and calm. what is it today?
The sensitive person realized immediately that Bailihan had a festival with the temple, or he had a festival with E Shulan himself, no matter which one it was, today's game is destined to not be dull.
E Shulan was also stunned for a while, and then her fair face flushed red, obviously her heart was burning with anger. Of course, she could hear it. Bailihan had made it clear that she was going to have a hard time with her. Thinking of this, she really had the urge to quit the competition. The strength of Tianlei's body-quenching great perfection was definitely not something she could compete with. However, if the dignified servant girl does not even have the courage to fight, it will definitely damage the reputation of the temple.
After hesitating for a while, E Shulan stayed. Even if you lose the battle, it's no big deal. Anyway, your strength is a little short. As long as you keep the reputation of the temple, you will be punished.
She doesn't know it now, and in a short time, she deeply regrets her decision. There are many kinds of defeats, some of which are more humiliating than defeating without a fight.
The bell rang and the game began.
E Shulan slowly pulled out the child and mother sword, recalled the ancient scriptures, and the eight-layered fighting spirit was quickly condensed to the extreme. Facing Bailihan, who was far stronger than herself, she was stunned as soon as she came up. exerted the strongest strength.
E Shulan's only thought now is to try his best to end the game in an elegant manner. Even if he loses, he must show the majesty of the temple. But she never thought, will the other party give her this chance?
The long sword emits the light and aura that only comes from the eight-layered fighting spirit. Everyone in the audience held their breath and stared at the two of them intently, for fear of missing any detail.
With a calm expression on his face, Bailihan slowly approached E Shulan step by step. Every step he took put unparalleled pressure on Eshulan. The pace was like a thousand pounds, stepping heavily on her heart. And Bailihan never drew his sword. Such a move is humiliating Eshulan. She doesn't deserve him to draw a sword at all!
Facing the strong confidence between Bailihan's brows, E Shulan only felt the pressure was increasing. As soon as she gritted her teeth, Zijian flew out from the hilt, shrouded in a thick white cold light, and moved towards Baili. Cold shot away.
There was a sound of exclamations from the audience. I remembered that in the last game, she used this sword to shatter the golden whip in the hands of Lan Xinyu, who was also on the eighth level. At this time, the light on the sword more intense.
Bailihan didn't stop, his hand stretched out lightly and pierced into the white light. In the blink of an eye, Baimang disappeared, and the delicate little sword appeared between his two fingers, trembling and making a whining vibrato.
That little sword that could even shatter an eight-layered golden whip, was caught by him with just two fingers!
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