Yan Shu stood in the center of the ring and stood still, while Jiang Yazhen had stopped. Her hair was windless and she automatically made a seal and scolded:

"The demon subdued!"

Countless ghost hands suddenly surged out of the ground and grabbed Yan Shu, but these were all tricks. The real killing move was the dark purple divine fire that was rootless and burned all things, ignited from Yan Shu's whole body.

The most terrifying thing about the Demon Subduing stance is that the enemy is in an illusion and does not even know that he is being eaten by the flames of hell. Jiang Xu was burned to a charcoal man at the time. If Lie Shou had not taken action in time, he would have been burping with a smile.

Yan Shu still stood still with his hands on his chest. After all, he was only a second-level and did not have the ability to see through the illusion, so he was still standing by the ring in his sight, but he felt a little heavier, and everything seemed to have not changed.

"Ha..." Yan Shu sneered, and a layer of black light suddenly appeared on his body. Then the light merged with the purple fire and canceled out each other. His body was not lit by the flames.

"Although I can't see through your technique, my black evil power can swallow the spiritual energy of all things. With you... I can't hurt me." After Yan Shu said that, the black light on his body spread out, and even the ghost hands melted.

Jiang Yazhen's brows raised. The black light on this guy's body could actually erode his spiritual power. Although the Rakshasa flame was not ordinary fire, it was transformed by spiritual power after all, and it could not cause any damage at the moment.

Jiang Yazhen's eyes flashed, and she understood why Jiang Chengyan's secret technique failed to kill this person in the last game. This ability to absorb spiritual power was too restrained by their Dong Shen Clan. After all, the attacking methods of the Dong Shen Clan almost all rely on the pupil technique in the second-grade Jade Skeleton Realm.

Jiang Yazhen shouted lightly, and changed the seal with both hands, and the flames on Yan Shu's body suddenly surged up again, suppressing the black light back.

Yan Shu frowned, and his arms were suddenly put down, and then he shook forward with a sudden shock. The black light suddenly turned into a disc behind him, sucking all the flames in the rotation of the wheel.

Jiang Yazhen continued to increase her pupil strength, while Yan Shu maintained the roulette behind her, and the two of them fell into a tug-of-war.

However, the outcome was soon decided. Jiang Yazhen's pupil power was obviously unable to be used. Soon, his face was pale and his body shook. Yan Shu also noticed something strange and laughed:

"Give up, give up can save your life!"

Jiang Yazhen gritted her teeth until she was on the verge of fainting and then half-kneeled down to remove the technique.

The illusion dissipated, Yan Shu withdrew his palm and looked around, and found that Jiang Yazhen was half squatting not far away. Just when he was about to say something, the drum beat suddenly sounded, indicating that the battle ended.

"The first day's competition officially ended! Northland won the first day's competition, and the young master from the Minghu clan entered the finals, Yan Shu!"

The announcement came from his ears, and Yan Shu's eyes turned cold. It seemed that Dayuan Kingdom did not want to give him a chance to attack this woman with phantom eyes, so he judged the outcome of the game in advance.

"Hmph...it's fine."

Since he won the victory, Yan Shu was not a bloodthirsty person like Tuoba Qian. He snorted coldly and turned around and left the venue.

Jiang Yazhen also stood up shakingly, ignored the imperial doctors who were supporting him on stage and walked off the arena by himself, and Zhu Wushi and others were waiting on the court early.

"Are you okay?" Xiang Ding asked when he saw Jiang Yazhen's look exhausted.

Jiang Yazhen coughed twice, waved his hand and said nothing.

"Is that person's ability to swallow spiritual energy?" Zhu Wushi also asked, pointing to the subject.

"Yes..." Jiang Yazhen then spoke, thought for a moment and replied: "But it's not just devouring spiritual energy... When my technique was swallowed, his momentum was rising step by step, and perhaps he had the trick of using force to fight."

"Yeah." Zhu Wushi nodded. He had already guessed this when Jiang Chengyan failed.

"Although the technique has little effect on this guy, the weapons may be effective for him." Jiang Yazhen suggested. After all, Yan Shu, like her, never carried any weapons, and seemed to rely on his skills of fist and foot.

On the other side, several people from the northern border gathered together, but they did not talk much. Instead, they sat in a corner and remained silent. Yan Shu sat on the stone steps and suddenly looked at Jiang Tanxue and asked, "Princess Jiang, where is Wei Tingyun?"

Jiang Tanxue: "..."

After the first stage competition, although the people of Dayuan were very disappointed with this result, they were more insulted than despair. After all, Xia Xiye and Zhu Wushi were the most famous strong men in the younger generation of Dayuan. They had not yet appeared, so why should they be anxious?

The officials on the stands also began to disperse slowly. Emperor Wencheng walked away under heavy cover, and did not even let everyone in the northern border see Long Yan, so he went down to the palace.

The God of Nether Shou Hang and several clan chiefs looked from afar, and they all stood up with a smile, obviously in a good mood.

"This is just the beginning... Tomorrow, I will give Dayuan a real surprise."

At this moment, at a corner of the imperial city, a side of an unguarded moat outside the city wall... two figures were doing something that the dog admired.

"Wait, are you sure this will work?"

Wei Tingyun felt that his nostrils were covered with water. While coughing, he raised his head out of the water. He reached out and pulled La Songzhi's clothes, and said with some distrust.

Song Zhi patted his hand off, and they left the stand tacitly at the beginning of the last competition. Even at this time, Song Zhi was helping Wei Tingyun wash his head with moat water.

At this time, Wei Tingyun's braided hair was torn apart, and Song Zhi pretended to be skillful and tidy up his hairstyle, with a solemn expression: "Of course, if I have you in charge of the style, you can keep a hundred heart..."

"Absolutely fascinated thousands of girls, absolutely..."

Song Zhi's eyes were solemn and his hands were moving a lot. Wei Tingyun only felt his scalp numb. He grabbed the soft and slippery fingers on his head, and he felt like he was ascending to the immortals. He couldn't help but hiss. Through the reflection in the water, he saw Song Zhi's serious and perfect face, and he couldn't help but think that this Lord Song looked really reliable.

Little did she know that Song Zhi's head was full of the stylist's styling, of course, it was just a look.

"It's almost done."

Song Zhi shook his hand, then straightened Wei Tingyun's head, and his hands condensed into a thin layer of Taishang Divine Flame, emitting hot heat.

"I Cao." Wei Tingyun was shocked when he felt the heat on his head, lowered his head and shouted: "What are you doing!?"

"Don't be afraid, just believe me." Song Zhi straightened his head again, then kept waving his hands at a distance, and the hot wind blew, evaporating the water vapor between Weiting Cloud's hair, and at the same time it became more fluffy and stylish.

Song Zhi nodded with satisfaction: "It's me, I can even think of this artificial hair dryer."

But slowly, Song Zhi felt something was wrong. The effect of the hot air was too good. Perhaps Wei Tingyun's braid was fluffy enough. At this moment, the head suddenly became round, and it was a exploding head.

Everything happened so quickly that the explosion stood up with a bang. Song Zhi had no time to blink and stopped quickly.

He originally planned to combed Wei Tingyun into Yuan's people's hair. Wei Tingyun himself was tall and handsome, so he would definitely attract the princess's attention.

But now, ah this.

Seeing Song Zhi stop, Wei Tingyun looked up and asked, "Is it finally done?"

"Hiss..." Song Zhi pursed his lips, hammered his lips with his fists, and asked tentatively: "Why should we wash it again?"

"Ah?" Wei Tingyun was always unhappy when he spoke. The north was full of ice and snow. The man tied his hair with braids for convenience. It would be good to wash it once a year. Now someone is holding his head down to wash his hair. Just once, he will do it again?

If it weren't for the fact that your hands were so comfortable to touch, I would have to worry about him if anyone pressed the master's head into the water!

"No, no, no, I think it's better to leave, it's almost done..." Wei Tingyun waved his hand and signaled that there was no need. Then he glanced at the water in the aftermath and was stunned, and then said in a daze:

"What a fucking thing!!!"

Song Zhi patted his head. Wei Tingyun looked like now. In this era of Wenshu etiquette, he was a good person, but he was a little unwise.

"I think I can save it." Song Zhi said, taking out the clothes of Yuan Kingdom that had been prepared in advance. Although the princess knew that this was a native of the northern border, wearing Yuan Kingdom's clothes might bring her a closer look.

Wei Tingyun looked at Song Zhi but stopped talking, but in the end he put on these clothes. The robe of Dayuan Kingdom was thin and close to the body, which made Wei Tingyun feel curious and novel after putting on it. Although it was not so thick, it was a bit more noble.

The difference is that he also wore a big official hat, pressing it hard, and even condensed a circle in the brim of the hat with ice, which barely covered the explosive head.

Song Zhi looked at Wei Tingyun, who looked like a man-like man, and somewhere else he felt relieved that his good son had a blind date. He was so concerned about arranging a meeting for them, after all, it was to complete the task and unlock another kind of quest.

"Where are we going now? Isn't this the imperial city of Dayuan Kingdom?" Wei Tingyun looked up at the city wall. Although they were outside the palace at this moment, they did not go far.

Song Zhi raised his hand and greeted him and said, "Just come with me, she is waiting for us by the lotus pond in front of her. It would be too late."

Hearing this, Wei Tingyun hurriedly leaned over and drank water, trotted forward while rinsing his head and rinsing his mouth: "Wait...."
Chapter completed!