The game started as usual, and thanks to the participation of Angel Leng, the Master Tian saved a lot of worry.

When it was Angel Leng's turn to compete, Zhuge Qing, her opponent, also entered the stage.

Zhuge Qing: "I didn't expect that I would fight a girl in the first game of the official match. This is really embarrassing."

Facing Angel Leng standing in front of him, Zhuge Qing was obviously deceived by her appearance.

Angel Leng: "Yes, I am hesitant too. After all, you are also an outstanding young man of the Zhuge family. If you are defeated too quickly, the Zhuge family will be embarrassed."

Zhuge Qing, who was looking sad, didn't know what to say when he heard Angel Leng's words.

Zhuge Qing: "In that case, let me see what you are capable of!"

After Zhuge Qing finished speaking, the invisible wind blade flew towards Angel Leng.

"clang!"

A crisp sound suddenly came to mind, and Angel Leng's whole body was covered in golden light. Zhuge Qing's seemingly sharp wind blade collided with the golden light and instantly collapsed.

Zhuge Qing: "Isn't this... the Golden Light Curse of the Tianshi Mansion?"

Looking at Angel Leng who was using the golden light spell in front of him, Zhuge Qing couldn't figure out for a moment how many unknown things there were.

Also puzzled were all the spectators present. Except for Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Chulan and the others, everyone else was extremely surprised.

Tian Jinzhong looked at Angel Leng who was skillfully using the golden light spell on the field. He turned his head in surprise and looked at the senior brother behind him.

Tian Jinzhong: "Brother, what's going on with this girl? Could it be you...?"

Before Tian Jinzhong finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Zhang Zhiwei.

"Nonsense! Am I, your senior brother, this kind of person in your eyes?"

Tian Jinzhong was stunned for a moment, but then he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha! Let me tell you, Zhang Zhiwei, don't I know who you are? If this girl is really your illegitimate daughter, I won't be happy enough.

But looking at the age of the girl, I guess not many girls can like you at that time.

Why didn’t I know when you took on your disciple?”

Seeing his junior brother laughing, Zhang Zhiwei sighed in his heart.

Ever since Tian Jinzhong had his hands and feet broken while searching for Zhang Huaiyi, Zhang Zhiwei hadn't seen his junior brother so happy for a long time.

Zhang Zhiwei: "Oh, this girl has nothing to do with me. Some of these things are more troublesome to explain. After today's game is over, I will go back and explain it to you."

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's appearance, Tian Jinzhong seemed to understand something. He no longer made fun of his senior brother, but instead carefully watched the starting game.

Seeing that his attack was neutralized so easily, Zhuge Qing, apart from being slightly surprised by Angel Leng's methods, also began to enter a state of mind.

When Angel Leng faced Zhuge Qing, who was a warlock, he adopted a very simple method, which was to stand still and wait for the opponent's attack.

Although the warlock's attack is very strange, as long as there is absolute power and Zhuge Qing's level of magic, it can still be forcibly broken.

Zhuge Qing quickly changed positions in the field. Since Angel Leng stood still, it was relatively easy for Zhuge Qing to find a suitable position.

Zhuge Qing: "The word Kun is Tuheche!"

Angel Leng's feet shook for a while, and the stable land suddenly rose up. An earth spear was formed from the soil, extending out from the earth and pointing directly at Angel Leng.

Faced with such a sudden attack, Angel Leng immediately disappeared on the spot.

When Zhuge Qing saw this scene, he immediately began to look for Angel Leng's figure on the field, and at the same time he was looking for a palace position that suited him.

Angel Leng: "What are you looking for?"

Angel Leng's voice suddenly sounded behind Zhuge Qing, and Zhuge Qing subconsciously used the most powerful wind blade.

And at the same time, Zhuge Qingjiang Feng's power was on his legs, and he used the fastest speed to escape from the position with Angel Leng.

Angel Leng waved his golden hand, and the wind blade summoned by Zhuge Qing was blocked by Angel Leng.

However, this time Zhuge Qing used all his strength, so the wind blade was not directly defeated like before, but had a stalemate with Angel Leng before disappearing.

But just a second or two was enough for Zhuge Qing to escape Angel Leng's attack range.

Zhuge Qing, who was far away from the angelic cold, had a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhuge Qing: "She is so fast, I can't believe it. If this continues, it will be impossible to win this battle with the means currently in use."

Zhuge Qing looked at Angel Leng with slightly narrowed eyes, thinking whether he should use a trick to suppress the situation.

Angel Leng looked at Zhuge Qing calmly, then walked towards Zhuge Qing step by step, and at some point a swinging stick appeared in his hand. The golden light spread on the swinging stick, turning it into an extremely hard weapon.

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Angel Leng: "If you have any tricks, just use them. If you continue like this, maybe you will be eliminated by me before you even use your bottom line."

Victory is certain for Angel Leng, but she is not in a hurry to end the battle so quickly because she wants to experience the warlock's most heaven-defying ability, the ability to predict the future with mortal power.

Zhuge Qing seemed to have figured something out when he heard Angel Leng's urging.

He stood straight and then slowly opened his eyes completely.

An aura burst out from Zhuge Qing's body, and at the same time, Angel Leng felt a feeling similar to being scanned by the Eye of Insight.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment. The next moment, blood flowed from Zhuge Qing's eyes.

As if Zhuge Qing had been stimulated by something, he was half-kneeling on the ground weakly, breathing heavily.

When people outside the court saw this scene, they didn't know what was going on. Only Wang Ye, a warlock, and people from the Zhuge family knew that Zhuge Qing had just used secret skills to calculate something.

Looking at Angel Leng opposite Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye's lazy eyes also showed solemnity.

Wang Ye: "This is true. Why do you feel like there are more and more troubles?"

The angel looked coldly at Zhuge Qing who was half kneeling on the ground, took back his weapon, and said to him.

"If you can't figure out some things, don't do it. If you force yourself to know the answer, it will only kill you.

The spell is indeed magical, but in the end it still depends on the ability of the user."

When Angel Leng said this, Zhuge Qing slowly raised his head, wiped off the blood on his face, and raised his hand to the referee on the side.

"I admit defeat in this competition!"

After Zhuge Qing surrendered, he looked at Angel Leng with curiosity.
Chapter completed!