The Crazy Princess Returns and Becomes the First Beast Tamer

When the smoke in the arena cleared, the two figures in the field were revealed, each standing on their own spirit beast.

"Hmph~" Ji Lingran groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The attack just now was far beyond her control, and even she herself was affected. But fortunately, she summoned the Fire Kirin to protect her master in time, and she was not seriously injured.

"Still fighting?" Di Yunli stood with her hands behind her back, her dress fluttering in the wind. It seemed that the soul-stirring blow just now had no effect on her at all.

Ji Lingran got off the Fire Qilin, walked in front of Di Yunli and looked at her.

Di Yunli did not move either, waiting for Ji Lingran's reaction.

Then Ji Lingran raised the corner of his mouth into a smile, a smile that showed he was completely convinced by Di Yunli.

She half-knelt in front of Di Yunli with a gun in hand, bowing her head in awe. "I am one of the newly-formed imperial guards, Ji Lingran, and I am here to meet the empress!"

The Fire Qilin, like its master, knelt on the ground with its front legs prostrated.

This scene shows the emperor's majestic dignity and the loyal soul of the general who surrendered.

This scene had a different kind of shock to the audience in terms of visual impact, and sparked a lot of discussion among the audience.

"Hasn't Ji Lingran always been unwilling to join the Imperial Guard? What's going on now?"

"Yes, I saw her practicing day and night to become stronger. Why did she suddenly change her personality now?"

"Of course it's the personality charm of our king. A strong man like Ji Lingran will only submit to someone stronger than himself."

"I am so envious! If I were lucky enough to join the King's Imperial Guard, I'm afraid my ancestors would be so happy."

"Green smoke? I'm afraid your ancestral tomb is on fire and you can't get in, right? Hahaha~"

The atmosphere in the audience seats of Beili was quite relaxed, but the audience seats of Xicang, who were about to compete with him, could not help but sweat for Xiyan.

"What kind of strength does this Beili Queen have? Why do I always feel like she has countless cards up her sleeve? I've never seen anyone force her to fight with all her strength."

"Why are you trying to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige? Our Xi Cang's Prince Xi Yan is at the Lingqiao stage. Isn't it child's play to beat up the Beili Empress?"

"That's right. Didn't you hear that the eldest prince said before that he wanted to pin Empress Beili down on the bed and let her see how powerful he is?"

A disgusting and obscene laughter broke out, and similar unpleasant sounds continued to be heard.

Xi Qing looked at Xi Yan, "Did you see clearly how she made that last move?"

Xi Yan didn't say anything, and there was a stern look in his eyes.

"Are you sure you can beat her?"

"Can you please stop asking these nonsense questions?" He got angry at Xi Qing like a psycho.

"How dare you! I am your uncle!"

"So what if I'm your uncle Wang? Aren't you still a loser? You haven't become the dean after all these years?"

"you!"

The war hasn't even started yet, but they almost started fighting among themselves. It's a bit funny.

Di Yunli looked at Nanhe, "Teacher, please go and check something."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"I want to know the connection between the Xicang Royal Family, Canghai College, and Fuxian Academy."

"What did you see?"

"It doesn't matter what I saw. It's just that I have too many doubts in my mind. It's too confusing. I need to find a clue that pops up so that I can slowly sort it out."

Emperor Yunli originally wanted to use the power of Beili, but thinking about it, since Fuxian Academy was involved, it would be difficult to find out anything even if the combined forces of the four countries were used.

In front of the giant Fuxian Academy, the four countries are just mortal empires, just babies fighting against giants. What they can do is really limited.

The only person he can rely on now is Nanhe, the dean of the Imperial Capital Academy, who is able to find out what Di Yunli wants to know.

"Okay, after today, I will check for you."

Di Yunli nodded and was about to say something, but he couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes.

The battlefield in front of everyone was almost in ruins, but with a wave of the hand from the representative of Fuxian Academy, it was restored to its original state, as if the battle just now had never happened.

"It's not surprising. The other party should be at the fifth level of the Spiritual Venerable Stage or above. At our level, although we can't move mountains or fill the sea, it's still not difficult to restore this small area."

Di Yunli looked at her hands, wondering when she would also have the ability to restore a broken piece of land to its original state with just a flip of her hand.

An hour later.

"Two to one, the finals begin. Di Yunli from Beili Imperial Capital College and Xi Yan from Xicang Canghai College, enter!"

This hour is the time left for the contestants to recover their spiritual power and heal their injuries.

The audience below burst into warm applause. Whether it was in the audience seats of Beili, Xicang, Nanyuan, or Donggu, the response was very enthusiastic.

After all, this is the strongest battle among the four colleges, a battle that only happens once in four years.

What’s more, the Crown Prince Xicang, who had just broken through the Lingqiao stage, was fighting against the Empress Beili, who had never used her full strength in the arena.

"Yunli."

This call surprised Di Yunli and made him stop.

She turned around and looked over. "Brother Li Xuan? Why are you here?"

Judging from Li Xuan's appearance, he must have just arrived and was still out of breath.

"You are going to fight with Xi Cang. As the national teacher, how can I let you have no one to rely on behind you?"

This battle was the final one, and someone had to come to support the team. Li Xuan, who was now in charge of Beili, was the most suitable person to support the team, no one else.

"Li'er."

"Uncle? You're here too."

"Yes, now that the war between Xicang and Beili is imminent, uncle is here to protect the country. He also wants to show your mother how wonderful our Li'er has grown up."

Hearing this, Di Yunli was like any other girl, feeling particularly happy and proud because she was the pride of her family. She smiled and said, "Li'er will definitely not let my uncle down."

"But after this battle, I have something to discuss with my uncle and the Imperial Master. I hope my uncle and the Imperial Master will not leave in a hurry."

Nangong Xiong nodded, "I came here to discuss something with you. Just focus on the competition first, we can talk about these things later."

"it is good."

Di Yunli flew onto the stage with peace of mind.

She must win this battle, and win brilliantly.

She wants to win in front of her uncle and mother, in front of the millions of people of Beili, in front of the ambitious Xi Cang, and in front of all the powerful forces that have looked down on Beili for more than ten years!

"Di Yunli, if you don't have a cultivation base above the spiritual level, you can leave now. I, Xi Yan, love beautiful women, and I would rather let you die in my bed than let you perish in this competition. What do you think?"

A smile appeared on Di Yunli's lips, but his eyes were filled with endless cold murderous intent.

"It's you, claiming to be invincible? Claiming to be the best among your peers?"

"Isn't it?" Xi Yan spread out his hands, looking very arrogant.

At the same time, one spiritual beast after another appeared behind him.

There are pseudo-ancient mythical beasts that have been out of control before, Qilin, and Suzaku, Taowu, Bai Ze, and Nine-tailed Fox.

Besides the Qilin, each one is exactly the same as Di Yunli's. Each one is an ancient mythical beast.

There was a flash of astonishment in Di Yunli's eyes, but then he found it ridiculous.

"You don't think that these cobbled-together imitations can rival the real ancient beasts, do you?"