Chapter Five Hundred and Fortieth: The Contest Begins
During the period from Dongfang Botao's visit to the day before the competition, Bai Xiangbing and others still focused on training and sparring. They took turns teaching Dongfang Yaomeng moves. During this period, Hei Wuyang also came to practice Xunlian's soft grinding.
Being called to train Dongfang Yaomeng
With his strong sense of perception, he occasionally worked with Qi Xiangdie to deal with Dongfang Yaomeng. If Bai Xiangbing had not opened a barrier specifically for training and repaired it as soon as there was a problem with the barrier, this area would definitely not be better than being wiped out by nuclear bombs.
Where to go.
The dirty Dongfang Yaomeng was lying on the ground, gasping for air. Bai Xiangbing, who was sparring with Dongfang Yaomeng, was even more miserable. Unable to give up all his strength, Dongfang Yaomeng forced him close to her, and was pinned to the ground.
After some friction and being ravaged by Dongfang Yaomeng, he was thrown out of the circle and is now being taken back to the room to be taken care of by Bai Xiangling.
"Eh!!!"
Bai Xiangbing's frightened screams came from the room.
Hearing Bai Xiangbing's frightened cry, several people and demons immediately went to Bai Xiangbing's room, leaving Hei Wuyang alone to help repair the damaged barrier.
Intuition told them outside the door that something interesting would happen if they broke in now.
Dongfang Yaomeng pushed the door open with a bang, and saw Bai Xiangbing in front of her after cleaning. Bai Xiangling was wearing a white ultra-thin shirt that was the size suitable for Wang Linshuang.
The long hair like ink spreads down to the waist, the soft and slender face and facial features are combined together to make even a beautiful woman admire the beauty. The two white and slender legs that are not men are exposed to the air.
In the middle, through the thin wide shirt, I could vaguely see the slender body and the flawless white skin.
"So cute!!!" Dongfang Yaomeng threw herself at Bai Xiangbing, hugged him and said, "I don't want to be the princess! I want to be the second princess's consort!"
Bai Xiangbing, who couldn't break away from Dongfang Yaomeng's embrace, just let it go. He looked at Bai Xiangling who put this shirt on him with a troubled expression. After he was knocked unconscious, Bai Xiangling should have sent him back to the room. When he woke up, he
I found myself dressed like this.
When Dongfang Yaomeng's hand grabbed the hem of Bai Xiangbing's shirt, Bai Xiangbing quickly held it down with one hand.
Dongfang Yaomeng clicked her tongue in disgust: "It's just a pair of boxer briefs, and they're all exposed. It's really confusing."
Bai Xiangbing quickly said: "Otherwise, what else can I wear?"
Mo Qianluo, who was watching the show, thought to himself: "Of course they are garter stockings and lace panties!" Looking at those white legs, Mo Qianluo had the idea of putting those socks she had kept privately on Bai Xiangbing.
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Five days later, one of the grandest competitions in the White Tiger clan ushered in.
Duanmu Chisu took Bai Xiangbing and the others to a portal: "The competition venue is very large. Our ancestors specially created a different space as a competition venue. You can just go through this door."
Along with the familiar slight dizziness, a very huge arena appeared in front of them, and they were now standing in the audience seats surrounding the arena.
A whole piece of white jade-like but nameless stone engraved with runes formed the arena. Bai Xiangbing and the others were seated in order. The space in front of them suddenly squirmed, and walls appeared everywhere, forming a private room.
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Bai Xiangbing gently touched these objects built on the spot. His natural skill is the power of space, and he can better understand how high the control of space is to achieve.
The arena can only accommodate a small number of people, only over 10,000 people, but the number of visitors who come to watch the game definitely exceeds this number. After he was teleported here, he already understood what this space was like.
The space is divided into layers that overlap each other. Except for the interconnection with the arena, the outer layers cannot directly communicate with each other to accommodate so many visitors.
In the middle of the platform to the north is sitting Dongfang Botao. He is different from the amiable uncle next door. He is dressed in rich clothes and a colorful crown. He is meticulous and full of the majesty of a superior. Under the sun, he sits down.
glowing purple gold chair.
Seated on both sides were the senior officials of the White Tiger clan and Niu X, who was specially invited.
As soon as noon arrived, Dongfang Botao got up from his chair and came forward, reading out the rules of the competition. They just said that no assassins were allowed. Bai Xiangbing did not listen carefully, and he had already understood the rules before coming, so he took the
I ate the melon seeds on the table and made a clicking sound. The table was covered with black melon seed shells.
"There is a change in the rules of this competition. This competition is no longer one-on-one, but between teams! Each qualified person can find three non-qualified people to form a team! The winner
The captain of the team will become the heir to the clan leader!"
This statement caused a stir, and this sudden change in the rules of the competition left both the contestants and the audience confused.
Dongfang Honghao, who was in another private room, said disdainfully: "Haha, so what if we form a team? Aren't we still just a bunch of chickens and dogs?"
The pink-clothed banshee said: "Brother Hao, why don't we just go up together?"
Dongfang Honghao stroked the banshee's big white legs and said: "Okay, if you win, you will be the next three White Tiger clan cabinet elders." He opened his mouth and took a bite of a purple fruit handed to him by the purple-clothed banshee: "Then
I will regret this decision in the future, hahahahaha, hahahahaha!"
In a private room, a male demon with white clothes and purple stripes but an unattractive appearance called three names. Two strong men and a beautiful female demon walked out from among the dozens of people.
"Dongfang Honghao and his henchmen are war-loving and are detrimental to our clan. Dongfang Yaomeng's bloodline is impure and he is an outsider. Although he has no conflict with us, our clan has not yet had its turn to ask for a half-demon to take over the White Tiger clan!"
"Four versus twenty? Interesting."
"...Just go as planned."
"One, two, three, four, it's just you four."
This sudden rule change gave each of the six candidates their own thoughts.
Dongfang Honghao's father, Dongfang Xiong, said: "Mr. Patriarch, with your coming, you have confirmed the first elder of the cabinet and the third elder of the cabinet."
Dongfang Botao: "Emperor and courtier, while I can still see things, let me first take a look at the future of the White Tiger Clan. Except for that kid Ying Ren, everyone else has their own small forces, as long as their brains are not defective
, I will also team up with Ying Ren at this time to create a good relationship."
The countdown ended, and four groups of people entered the ring one after another. The ring was a small space. From the audience's perspective, the ring was not suitable for a battle between candidates with the strength to match the title. You will only know when you are teleported into the ring.
, the size of the arena is very large, as big as the area of a big country, and the shape is octagonal.
There was a roar of thunder, and Dongfang Honghao led three banshees into the ring with sparks and lightning.
"You guys are so fast."
The five groups of white tiger demons looked towards the corner to the south and saw the space rippled in circles like water. A pretty middle-aged man with long orange hair was carrying an alloy sword that was longer than her height.
There were some mature women, followed by a tall, slender and elegant woman in a light green dress, and a pair of beautiful and beautiful sisters with different styles (?).
Dongfang Weiqiang looked at Dongfang Yaomeng with contempt and said, "Who are you? How dare a mere half-demon set foot here?"