After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

Mu Nanxi defeated the enemy with one move without any intention of hiding her strength. As for what other people thought, she didn't care.

Because the second round of the competition was about to begin, the fifteen winning sect disciples, plus three more advanced to the resurrection competition.

18 people drew lots to choose their opponents for the second round.

In other words, it’s not like enemies don’t get together. In the second round, Mu Nanxi drew the silly big guy from the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, and Ji Yunheng drew the skinny monkey.

And Yu Menghuan won Tang Mumu...

When she learned that her next opponent was Yu Menghuan, Tang Mumu couldn't hide the surprise and excitement on her face.

In comparison, Yu Menghuan's reaction was much more bland and normal. She just took a look at the results and went to prepare.

Tang Mumu saw that the girl didn't take him seriously, and he felt a surge of dissatisfaction and hatred in his heart.

Yu Menghuan, just wait, later...I will make your blood splash on the spot! !

Mu Nanxi was keenly aware of a hint of murderous intent, and turned around to see Tang Mumu who had just turned around to leave.

As her mind wandered, she probably guessed what Tang Mumu was thinking, but it turned out that she still underestimated Tang Mumu's malice.

The two of them were the first to take the stage. As soon as the game started, Tang Mumu made a preemptive strike, and whipped Yu Menghuan's face mercilessly with a long whip wrapped in flames.

If he was really slapped on the face by this whip, Yu Menghuan would be disfigured even if he didn't die.

Yu Menghuan's reaction was not slow either. He took out his life fan and directly blocked the attack of the long whip.

When Tang Mumu saw that one blow failed, she whipped out several more whips, each whip hitting Yu Menghuan's vitals.

Because Tang Mumu struck first and had the advantage at the beginning, Yu Menghuan was beaten very passively.

Looking at the menacing whip, Yu Menghuan could only retreat and avoid it.

Tang Mumu: "Yu Menghuan, aren't you very proud? Weren't you quite crazy before? Now you are beaten like a drowned dog by me.

Haha, I know that things that are not on the table will never be on the table! "

Yu Menghuan ignored Tang Mumu's shouting and still nimbly avoided the girl's long whip attack.

Tang Mumu's voice was not suppressed deliberately, so the surrounding disciples of the ten major sects heard it clearly.

There were disciples who didn't know the inside story, and when they saw Tang Mumu's aggressive appearance, their hearts began to lean toward the weak Yu Menghuan.

Disciple A: "Is this a disciple of the Wuji Sect? Why does it seem like he has a grudge against this female disciple of the Tianyi Sect?"

Disciple B: "Yes, yes, those blows are aimed at killing people."

Disciple C: "Didn't you say that the competition point of the sect's conference is over?"

As soon as the disciple's words came out, the people around him instantly came back to their senses and looked at the two people on the competition stage.

Although Yu Menghuan escaped in time, she was still accidentally slapped a few times, and the bright red blood dyed the girl's white dress red.

When Tang Mumu saw this scene, his eyes turned red. He completely ignored the rules of the martial arts competition and attacked with more and more fierce attacks.

With a "snap" sound, the long whip hit Yu Menghuan's arm again, leaving a deep scar visible to the bone.

When Tang Mumu saw that Yu Menghuan was injured, she couldn't hide the pride on her face, "Yu Menghuan, you and your short-lived ghost mother are destined to be defeated at the feet of my mother and me in this life.

You mother and daughter are the lowest...ah! "

Before Tang Mumu finished speaking, several tongues of fire with scorching temperature swept toward him.

The girl was so frightened that she quickly took several steps back and dodged in some embarrassment. However, she did not dodge the last step. The tongue of fire touched the hem of the girl's skirt and started to burn.

"Ah! Yu Menghuan! What did you do to me!"

Seeing the fire on her skirt quickly devouring her clothes, Tang Mumu panicked and tried to put out the fire on her skirt, but she couldn't put it out at all.

Yu Menghuan held the natal fan and looked at Tang Mumu with cold eyes, "Tang Mumu, I have already said that you will not be so lucky next time."

"You! Yu Menghuan! You little bitch, what do you dare to do to me? Daddy won't let you go!"

"Oh, I told you, that's your dad, not mine. Don't worry, it's you first, then your mother, and finally he!"

Yu Menghuan held the fan in her right hand and slowly raised it to her ear. A wicked smile appeared on her fair face, "Now... it's my turn to take action!"

The girl condensed blue spiritual power in her left hand, and a huge water ball formed in her palm. "Aren't you going to put out the fire? I'll help you!"

As he spoke, the water ball flew out and hit Tang Mumu, who used fire to transform into a shield to block it.

However, water defeated fire, and Tang Mumu's cultivation was not as good as Yu Menghuan's. The fire shield disappeared shortly after it was formed.

There was a sizzling sound, which was the sound of Tang Mumu's fire shield being extinguished by water balls. The water balls hit Tang Mumu hard one after another.

The flames almost burned away the hem of Tang Mumu's lower body, and the remaining fabric could only cover the girl's last glory.

As a result, before Tang Mumu could even try to cover up, she was immediately turned into a drowned rat, "Ah - Yu Menghuan, I'm going to kill you!"

Tang Mumu was wet and her anger surged uncontrollably. She held a long whip and began to whip Yu Menghuan crazily.

However, Yu Menghuan changed from his previous helter-skelter evasion and began to move forward against the girl's long whip.

Tang Mumu knew that it was not appropriate for him to fight in close quarters, so he kept retreating. Yu Menghuan took advantage of the victory and pursued her, waving the feather fan in her hand.

With fire on one side and water on the other, Tang Mumu was beaten and retreated, falling to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Yu Menghuan pressed her feather fan against her throat, "You lose."

Tang Mumu looked embarrassed, biting her lower lip with her teeth, and stared at the girl in front of her, looking like she had been bullied.

Yu Menghuan didn't bother to look at this person again, put away her feather fan, clasped her fists, "I agree!"

Tang Mumu stood up unwillingly, and when Yu Menghuan was about to walk around her and leave, he gathered fiery red spiritual power in his right hand and struck the girl on the back without thinking.

"Meng Huan, be careful!"

Ji Yunheng's voice sounded, and everyone was shocked. No one thought that Tang Mumu would be so ungraceful and actually hurt people behind their backs.

But on the other hand, Yu Menghuan seemed to have expected such a result. He turned around quickly, raised his foot and kicked Tang Mumu off the competition stage mercilessly.

Tang Mumu screamed and fell in front of many onlookers.

Originally, she was only wearing a dress that could barely cover her beauty, but due to this big move, the girl had sex directly in front of many male disciples.

Fortunately, before those male disciples could see anything, Qingshu put a cloak on Tang Mumu's body.

His expression was serious and he looked a little unhappy, but it was not because of Yu Menghuan's actions.

But because of Tang Mumu's shameless sneak attack later, Tang Mumu was already stupid when he was kicked down.

Holding tightly on her cloak with both hands, the girl raised her head and looked at Yu Menghuan on the competition stage with sinister eyes.

Looking at Tang Mumu like this, Qingshu sighed helplessly. It seemed that until this moment, Tang Mumu didn't feel that he was wrong.

"Go down and freshen up and change clothes! Stop making trouble, Master is already very unhappy."

There was a hint of warning in Qingshu's tone, and Tang Mumu's sinister expression instantly turned into fear. She nodded nonchalantly and went down to freshen up.

The farce quickly subsided. Yu Menghuan returned to his original position and sat down. Ji Yunheng said worriedly, "Menghuan, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."