If you reincarnate into a saint, I will do it right away

The two have already stood on the ring and started doing some simple warm-ups.

Hou Shicheng did not forget to say harsh words while warming up: "It's too late for you to give up now. It's better for women to go back and warm the bed. Fighting and killing is not suitable for you."

This guy really frequently jumped back and forth on Ling Shuang's bottom line. She was very angry now. After all, she was a woman, so she should teach this kind of dog man a lesson for the majority of female compatriots.

"Haha, your mouth was so broken even before you started fighting. Those who didn't know better thought your mouth was stronger than your fist. Otherwise, why would you use your mouth to speak out?" Ling Shuang said.

Hou Shicheng's face darkened, and he sneered: "Wait for me to beat you here first, and then beat you on the bed, so that you can see where I am the hardest!"

Hearing this, Hao Jie's expression changed and he yelled angrily: "Shut up! If you want to be beaten, then beat him hard. How dare you humiliate His Highness? Don't forget that your punishment has not been cancelled!"

Yuan Zehong also frowned, somewhat doubting whether he had found the wrong person. This kind of mentality is not advisable no matter how strong he is.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Shuang felt the intention to kill someone for the first time. She narrowed her eyes and said, "I hope you can still be so arrogant later."

"Ha." Hou Shicheng spat. He was a little excited now and didn't care what he said. "If I win, you will be my woman for one night. If I lose, I will double the previous punishment." How about taking the responsibility and allowing you to serve for a month?"

"No need, I don't need to send you. If you lose, the punishment will be the same as before, but you have to run around the entire base and shout 'I am the dog of Her Majesty the Saint' while running. How about that?" Ling Shuangleng coldly.

"Smelly bitch! You..." Hou Shicheng was furious. Just as he was about to say something, his rationality suddenly returned and he took a deep breath, "Okay, let's do it like this. You are willing to admit defeat and be prepared to be played to death by me. "

The anger of both parties has been aroused to the extreme. In fact, it is not just them, the audience in the audience is also full of anger, but the target is Hou Shicheng.

"Hou Shicheng! What nonsense are you talking about? How dare you insult my goddess!!"

"Damn monkey, even if Her Royal Highness the Saint doesn't beat you up today, I will beat you up!"

"Just prepare to be His Highness's dog! Come on, Your Highness! Fuck him to death!"

"Damn it, why do you want to reward him? I also want to be Her Majesty the Saint's dog!"

It seems that something strange has been mixed in?

beep—

Without saying much, Ling Shuang took out his ice sword and took the lead in launching an attack, and a sword light was thrown from a distance.

Hou Shicheng mobilized his energy, and his right fist was covered with a layer of metal. He smashed the sword light with one punch, then shook his hand and said disdainfully: "Just this little strength? Don't be unable to withstand the output of the master even in bed. .”

Ling Shuang ignored them and raised his hand to throw the ice sword over. Then he raised his sword fingers with his right hand and swung it to the right side of his body. Three ice swords were produced and followed the one in front.

Hou Shicheng stepped forward and punched the first ice sword with his right hand. Then he stretched his left palm forward and formed a metal shield, blocking all three ice swords.

Seeing this, Ling Shuang's left hand also joined the sword fingers, and he swung his hands to both sides. Six ice swords appeared behind him. He did not throw the ice swords out, but slowly drew a Tai Chi circle with his hands, and finally merged them in front of his chest. , the ice swords behind him also turned in a circle, and finally the number doubled to twelve.

"go."

With a soft drink, the twelve ice swords flew towards Hou Shicheng at different speeds and angles.

Hou Shicheng spread out his hands and enlarged the shield to cover his whole body. After several attempts with the ice sword, it only made it tremble and could not be easily broken.

Ling Shuang mocked: "Oh? Are you just planning to show me which one is the hardest? I know now that the turtle shell is the hardest. Did you originally intend to let me move alone and exhaust my energy? Actually Can’t you use this method?”

As the saying goes, men know men best. After all, Ling Shuang was once a man, so he naturally knows how to irritate men to the greatest extent...

Sure enough, Hou Shicheng put away his shield in anger and roared: "I will make you unable to get out of bed, unable to walk, and make you regret saying such words!"

Ling Shuang was waiting for this moment. The twelve swords attacked Hou Shicheng from all directions in different orders and angles, making him feel like he was fighting twelve people at the same time, and they even cooperated with each other.

Hou Shicheng felt a little regretful as soon as he clashed with the ice sword. He was secretly shocked. What kind of soul strength is this? It can actually control distraction to this extent at the mortal level?

Every sword is vivid, and it does not confront him head-on. Instead, it retreats as soon as it is touched. At the same time, those in other directions will take the opportunity to steal the output twice, and then leave after touching it, which makes Hou Shicheng extremely annoyed.

It's not hurtful enough, it's extremely insulting.

However, Hou Shicheng's body gradually became scarred.

This is the sword control technique of Snow Shadow Sword, but Ling Shuang has not mastered it yet. Now the damage of each sword is not high. The optimal number was originally three, but the damage of each sword is almost the same as that of himself. In cooperation with each other, it is even equivalent to three against one.

Ling Shuang can't do this at present, so he can only win with quantity, and use constant scraping to make the opponent break his defense, not only physically, but also psychologically.

Therefore, Hou Shicheng broke out.

He stamped his feet vigorously, ignoring the attack of the ice sword for the time being, concentrating all his energy on his hands and feet.

Seeing this, Ling Shuang immediately ordered all the ice swords to stab Hou Shicheng at the same time, but he still chose to ignore it, so Hou Shicheng instantly turned into a bleeding hedgehog.

Seeing that the energy in his hands had accumulated to a terrifying level, Ling Shuang clenched his right hand and the twelve ice swords exploded instantly.

"boom!"

Along with the roar, huge clouds of ice dust rose up, obscuring her sight.

When his vision gradually became clear, Hou Shicheng had become a bloody man, but he suddenly raised his head, stared at Ling Shuang, his eyes were extremely bright, and then disappeared in an instant.

"boom!"

The next second, Hou Shicheng appeared in front of Ling Shuang, and smashed Ling Shuang's hastily condensed ice shield with one punch, but Ling Shuang also used this to pull away a little.

An ice sword is formed in the right hand again, but this ice sword is different from the previous one only in shape. Patterns appear on it. If you look closely, the overall style is similar to the frost mark sword. It looks like a low-end replica of the frost mark.

After condensing the sword, Ling Shuang did not dodge, but faced Hou Shicheng's attack.

The best way to shatter a person's pride is to defeat him from the front with absolute power!

"when!"

There was a crisp collision sound, Ling Shuang's sword and Hou Shicheng's fist collided tightly, and the two were locked in a stalemate.

Hou Shicheng was shocked. This woman with thin arms and legs could actually compete with him in strength?

He was unwilling to accept this fact and began to increase his strength further. At this time, his Yuanli output was already overloaded, but the effect was also amazing, which temporarily made his power reach the spiritual level!

Ling Shuang was gradually losing ground, and the ice sword also made a creaking sound, as if it was wailing.

So Ling Shuang also mobilized his whole body's energy and applied it to his hands. After a little bit of strength, he suddenly exploded and directly knocked Hou Shicheng away.

Hou Shicheng looked so incredulous that he didn't react and fell to the ground hard.

"Impossible... impossible... just a woman... how could my power be lost to a woman?" He sat on the ground in despair.

"No...I won't lose...I can't lose!" Hou Shicheng raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and at the same time he began to squeeze his own potential, frantically mobilized the surrounding energy, and started to forcefully attack the spiritual steps.

Ling Shuang was shocked by what he did and couldn't help but glance at Yuan Zehong. Did I guess wrong? Isn't this an arranged script? If so, he is too into a drama!

Yuan Zehong's face was quite ugly. No matter what the final result was, Hou Shicheng was useless.

Without preparation, Hou Shicheng's advancement would naturally not be successful, but he also gained a power that did not belong to him. During the advancement process, he briefly used the spirit level to forcefully gather elements, so he is now Has a spiritual level attack.

"Hehehe...hahahaha!!! I won't lose!!!" Hou Shicheng struck out the blow with a grin.

A golden light wave roared towards Ling Shuang.

At the critical moment, Ling Shuang decisively took out Shuanghen and reluctantly took the move.

While the power of this attack was still lingering, she concentrated all her energy and glared at Hou Shicheng.

This glance directly transmitted his soul power.

After being baptized by the power of faith in the previous canonization ceremony, her soul has been transformed and she can transmit the power of her soul to a certain distance. Now it is the first time to use it.

Hou Shicheng was already mentally unstable. After being hit by this blow, his consciousness immediately fell into a trance, and the attack was forced to stop. He also suffered the backlash of Yuanli, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he became sluggish.

Ling Shuang's eyes narrowed, and in an instant, the sword flew away, stopping in front of the opponent's head.

Hou Shicheng sat on the ground with dull eyes. Ling Shuang looked down at him with a sword and said lightly:

"you lose."