Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

The demons were busy planning a riot in the Warcraft Forest and then invading the continent, while in the far northeast region, Saint Violet of the Chu State welcomed the 198th Martial Arts Tournament Championship. Since both contestants were rare beauties and both were among the top ten beauties in the academy, some gossipers called this match the 'Duel of the Two Prideful Women'.

The huge St. Violet Square was already packed with people. In order to allow more students to watch the competition, Dean Xiao Xingtian specifically instructed the workers who were setting up the arena to build it higher.

Under the power of the beautiful Chu, Chu Lingfeng had to come out from the warm embrace of Xiaoyue and lead his brothers to cheer for Aunt Chu.

"Boss, why are you looking so sad? We are going to cheer for Sister Feiyun, we should feel honored!" The fat man looked proud. Ouyang Zhenping and Wen Dongdong also agreed with him, which made Chu Tiange speechless. These three guys have been completely fascinated by Chu Feiyun, and they simply obey what the beautiful Chu says.

Chu Lingfeng said with a frustrated look: "Nonsense, if you were pulled out of the milky fragrance of a beautiful woman, would you feel good?"

The three dandies were all upset!!!

Compared to Chu Lingfeng's reluctance, Jia Qi was much more diligent. Without the beautiful Chu asking, he brought a group of brothers to help, hoping to please the beautiful Chu. However, it was true as the saying goes, comparison is the thief of joy. As soon as the beautiful Chu saw a certain playboy, she reached out her slender jade hand and grabbed the man's ear. Her coquettish look seemed as intimate as it could be. On the contrary, no one paid attention to Jia Qi. After seeing this scene, his face turned pale and blue. Li Wan saw that her brother looked very unhappy, so she hurried to comfort him.

The bell rang, and a black shadow flashed through the crowd and appeared on the ring in an instant. It was Mo Xue.

At the same time, a red shadow jumped up from under the ring, turned gracefully in the air, and then landed lightly on the ring. The audience immediately cheered loudly.

"Oh~ Fairy Yun, I love you~"

"Moxue, you are the best~"

Chu Feiyun was wearing a red warrior outfit today, showing off her curvy figure to the fullest. Her golden hair was tied up with a purple ribbon, making her look less charming but more heroic. Mo Xue was still wearing a black warrior outfit, with a calm face. With her appearance and figure that were no less beautiful than Chu Feiyun's and her seventh-level strength, she could compete with Chu Feiyun in popularity.

Who says women are inferior to men? Ever since they learned that the finalists were Chu Feiyun and Mo Xue, the female comrades of Saint Violet were very proud. Look, the champion and runner-up are both girls, how awesome! The male comrades felt a little ashamed, and were too embarrassed to refute when their girlfriends teased them. Who told them that they were not as good as them!

No matter what, the duel between the two heroes was highly anticipated by both gays and lesbians. After all, this was the first time in the history of Saint Violet. Not to mention the students, even the four deans were sitting in the front row of the arena, rubbing their hands and waiting to watch the game!

"Xiaoya, who do you think will win this game?"

"Of course it's Senior Sister Mo Xue, she's a seventh-level expert! Although Senior Sister Fei Yun's strength is also very impressive, the gap between the sixth and seventh levels is huge after all!"

"You don't know. As far as I know, on Senior Sister Feiyun's last birthday, the old Prince of Zhenbei specifically asked His Royal Highness the First Prince to bring back a sixth-level peak Red Luan for Senior Sister Feiyun. A sixth-level peak Red Luan bird, even though Senior Sister Moxue is at the seventh level, I'm afraid she won't be able to get anything out of it!"

"I still think Senior Sister Mo Xue will win. Besides, how do you know that Senior Sister Mo Xue doesn't have a seventh-level magical pet?"

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On the stage, Chu Feiyun and Mo Xue smiled at each other.

"Chu Feiyun from Class 1, Grade 3, nice to meet Mo Xue. Please teach me!"

"Mo Xue from Class 3, Grade 3 meets Fei Yun. Please feel free to give me some advice!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Fuck! This is so boring. Aren't they just two girls playing against each other? Is there a need to scream so loudly?" Chu Tiange looked unhappy. He still missed the alluring scent of Little Moon!

The three playboys looked at each other in bewilderment. The eldest brother was really possessed by evil spirits today. He was dissatisfied with everything he saw. It was better not to provoke him!

The fat man suddenly looked around cautiously, and when he found that no one else noticed this place, he swallowed and whispered, "Actually, I was just gesturing. Who do you think has a better figure, Princess Feiyun or Mo Xue?"

Chu Lingfeng glanced at Wen Dongdong and Ouyang Zhenping and found that their originally handsome faces seemed to have changed. Their eyes were glowing green and the words "Silver Drifter" were written on their foreheads.

Wen Dongdong looked around vigilantly, then whispered: "Of course it's Princess Feiyun! In fact, I've been comparing it just now, and finally found that Princess Feiyun's is indeed a little bit bigger than Mo Xue's!" As he spoke, he squeezed out half a nail, with a lustful look on his face.

Talent! The three dandies' six eyes lit up, and they all looked at the beautiful Chu and Mo Xue on the stage, and their six hands began to gesture.

"Third brother, I found that you have the potential to be a mathematician!" said Ouyang Zhenping.

"Third brother, next time I suggest you try to imitate Liu Yiyi!" The fat man said and hurried away.

"Don't run, Fatty! I'm going to kill you..."

"when"

The referee instructor stood up, first bowed to the four deans, and then said loudly: "The final of the 198th Saint Violet Martial Arts Competition has officially begun!"

There was an immediate uproar in the audience!

"Fairy Yun will win!"

"Fairy Yun, I love you..."

"Moxue, you are the best!"

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On the ring, a red figure leaped up, and dozens of identical figures appeared in the air, sweeping towards Mo Xue like a storm.

At the same time, Mo Xue's face was also slightly solemn. She had naturally heard of the name of Storm Sword Technique...