The fighting spirit of this continent is distinguished by red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.

The colors respectively correspond to the first level of fighting spirit to the seventh level of fighting spirit.

The eighth level is gray and the ninth level is brown.

A seventh-level fighting spirit is already a peerless genius in Tianli Kingdom.

Lu Zhong, the general who ruled the country, had level seven fighting spirit, so the emperor appreciated him very much.

In the entire Dongli Kingdom, you can count on your fingers those with fighting spirit of level seven or above.

Qing He was shocked and horrified, and immediately grabbed Lu Ranran's hand, "Miss, run!"

Lu Ranran broke away from her hand and looked at the three people in front of him calmly without any fear.

What Qing He didn't expect was that the next scene would make her stunned, and it was even more difficult for her to accept than what she had just experienced at the banquet.

Because the three guards who had stirred up their fighting spirit suddenly withered.

They all fell to the ground, covering their right hands in pain and struggling.

I saw that each of the three of them had a flying knife inserted into their right arm, which penetrated seven points into the flesh and blood. They were very accurate.

Qinghe's mouth opened uncontrollably again, and he stared at Lu Ranran blankly.

No!

Could it be that she is blinded?

However, she just saw clearly that the young lady took out three flying knives from her waist and shot them out.

No, the lady obviously has no spiritual power. I have never seen her play with a throwing knife?

The young lady's sword skills just now were surprisingly fast, and she didn't look like a new apprentice at all.

Why did the lady change so much overnight?

It was an instant kill just now!

Qinghe couldn't think straight for a while.

However, as long as the lady is not injured, it is a good thing.

Lu Ranran suddenly squatted down next to an injured guard, sighed and shook his head, "What a pity."

Several guards were injured. Seeing how powerful she was, they couldn't argue with her, let alone laugh at her anymore.

He thought it was a pity that she had injured a few of them, so he nodded quickly, "It's not a pity, it's not a pity, please spare my life, Miss Third!"

Could it be that these three young ladies have been hiding their true strength?

Thinking of this, several people's faces turned pale, and they desperately begged Lu Ranran to let them go.

He also said that they had dog eyes and misjudged their master.

People are so simple, they bully the weak and fear the strong.

In the past, I dared to bully the third young lady of the Lu family, just because she would not hurt others and was cowardly and easy to bully.

He was carrying her now, of course because he was afraid of her strength.

If so, her three flying knives were not aimed at their arms, but at their hearts.

At this moment, they can only go to King Yama to report.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Lu Ranran looked at one of the guards and sighed again, "It's a pity. The flying knife I just bought this morning was stained."

Several people were startled and immediately realized that it was not their arms that she was distressed about, but the throwing knife she bought.

Knowing that he might have made a mistake, one of the guards endured the pain and pulled the throwing knife out of his arm, wiped it clean on his clothes, and then handed it to Lu Ranran respectfully.

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Seeing this, the other two did the same as him, took it out, wiped it clean, and handed it to Lu Ranran's hands.

Lu Ranran took the flying knife, and finally there was a smile on his calm face. He chuckled and said, "You are too polite."
Chapter completed!