Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

The mirror was exquisite, with intricate and gorgeous carvings on the edges. It clearly showed the person on trial, struggling and running around in the sea of ​​fire.

"Go ahead, go directly into the mirror refining." Ye Chenyuan embraced his baby and pushed her over. His eyes were full of interest, he was looking forward to seeing more of Ah You.

Ye Youran raised her eyebrows, turned around to look at the man, then decisively walked into the big mirror.

The people in the Ten Refining Hall looked at the girl in surprise as she went in. Seeing the doting look on Lord God's face and thinking about the news that had come out recently, this should be the legendary mistress!

Everyone speculated like this, and looking at the eye contact of the Chizi adults, they could get some information, which made her identity more certain. However, the mistress was only a ninth-level power. Wasn't the Lord God afraid that something might happen to her in there?

Just as she was thinking this, the little red figure appeared in the mirror, and when everyone saw the man who appeared opposite her, their eyes widened in shock. Because, that man was a ninth-order peak god!

They have been conducting trials here for many years and are very familiar with the rules. The levels of enemies in the Ten Refining Realm are determined by the strength of the trial-taker. It will condense enemies of a higher level than the trial-taker and give them trials.

And this ninth-order powerful enemy is not a lower-level god, but a ninth-order god? ! What does this mean? Everyone knows it.

The mistress's power is comparable to that of a god!

The hidden contempt in their hearts was slightly suppressed, and everyone stared at Lian Jing seriously, as if they wanted to see how a ninth-rank master could be judged to have such impressive strength.

Ye Chenyuan had a dim look in his eyes as he sat on a dark gold chair beside him, smiling faintly.

Mensao Chi Si: The mistress is truly extraordinary!

Seeing that no one around him paid attention to his gaze, Chi Si silently paid attention to the situation in the refining mirror.

……

Here, Ye Youran entered a white space, empty. But a moment later, an ordinary-looking man in black appeared in front of him, with spiritual power of the ninth-level god system.

She looked at him, without thinking too much, and took the first step!

The spiritual blade was swung, but the man dodged it instantly and rushed forward with a punch.

Ye Youran snorted. Close combat? Since it's a trial, we should abide by the rules.

She grabbed the fist that was coming at her with one hand and started a physical fight with him. However, she frowned the moment she resisted the punch.

So strong!

She lowered her eyes and twisted her hand, trying to break the man's arm, but he broke free and kicked her with his leg.

Ye Youran kicked him head-on. Crack! Crack! Crack! Her joints made a sound, but she became even more excited and took the initiative to attack!

Every punch and every kick collided with the man with unparalleled force!

And she also understood that the theme of this first training was strength.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them had been fighting for an unknown amount of time. Given how tough her body was, her hands and legs were aching and numb, which showed how much strength she had used. It was a physical collision, without too many fancy moves, not even tricky attack angles, just a pure strength contest, with fists and feet hitting each other, and the wind whistling in her ears and the air fluctuating, all caused by the excessive strength.

And painful collision sounds also frequently rang out in this space.

The fight between the two was fierce and violent. Such a tyrannical and direct fighting style made everyone in the hall stare in amazement.

They had only seen such a tough competition of strength during the trials of the Deficit Gods. They had never expected that the Mistress could reach such a level.

Ye Youran was panting heavily, her hands were already red with blood, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, but she clenched her hands again and rushed forward.

She didn't stop until the man stopped and stood there without attacking, and then she looked at him quietly.

The man moved, but instantly moved to her side and swung a spiritual blade towards her heart.

The second step is speed.

Ye Youran's pupils shrank. So fast. She bent back and retreated to avoid the close attack. Her eyes blurred, and it turned out that the man had caught up with her again, with a close-range spiritual blade.

Ye Youran exerted force with his legs and sneered, "Comparing speed?"

She dodged quickly, and moved forward, imitating the man's behavior, and struck him with a spirit blade at close range. However, the man also dodged very quickly.

In this way, you chased me and I retreated and I advanced in the space, one was black and the other was red, with afterimages flying around, and there was a chaos and stalemate.

The man suddenly swung a heavy punch at Ye Youran, who was suddenly startled and stepped back quickly. The wind from the fist brushed across her cheek, cutting off a few strands of hair, which fell to the ground.

Ye Youran's face darkened, but she found that the man was instantly divided into more than a dozen identical figures, rushing towards her rapidly.

The third step is observation.

She sneered. Although spiritual power was not used, she did not say that supernatural powers were included.

The psychic power covered the area and found the man's true body in an instant, and the two of them started fighting again in an instant.

The man retreated, and once again split into hundreds of figures, attacking in chaos.

Ye Youran still found his true body accurately and directly and started fighting with him.

……

The people in the hall were shocked and puzzled as they watched the girl quickly and accurately find the enemy, and they all speculated whether she had divine consciousness at the level of a god. It took them a long time to detect the subtle changes in the distribution of spiritual power and find the real body.

Ye Chenyuan cursed inwardly, "You little rascal."

……

Ye Youran ignored the thousands of phantoms that appeared again and went straight for the man's real body.

But in an instant, her body suddenly became unable to move, as if she was being stared at by some terrifying enemy. The powerful pressure locked onto her, making her body feel as if it was carrying a thousand-pound weight.

The fourth level is pressure.

Thousands of phantoms in the space dissipated, and the man looked at her, locking her firmly with his strong and tyrannical pressure. In an instant, he rushed forward and punched her hard.

Ye Youran flew backwards instantly.

boom!

It hit the ground hard.

Ye Chenyuan in the hall smiled even more intensely, tapping the edge of the chair with his fingers, his eyes filled with strange excitement.

Ye Youran lay on the ground, unable to get up. The pressure was still there.

She struggled secretly, trying to stand up slowly, but before she could adapt to the pressure, she was interrupted by the subsequent attack and was beaten passively.

Bang!Bang!

The man swung out two spiritual blades and hit her heart!

Danger is approaching! Ye Youran's pupils contracted rapidly, his eyes widened, veins bulged on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and struggled to turn sideways, but he could only barely avoid the attack.

Although the spiritual blade did not pierce the heart, it did penetrate the left shoulder blade, leaving two deep bloody wounds, splashing scarlet blood that sprinkled on the white ground, making it so eye-catching.

Ye Youran's expression did not change at all. She focused on adapting to the pressure and ignored the wound on her shoulder, even though it was really painful.

The man didn't give her any chance, he came up and punched her in the head!

Ye Youran's body tensed up, as if she was trapped in a quagmire of pressure. The clear difference in pressure made her so embarrassed. The man's fist was almost in front of her in an instant, but she still couldn't break free.

The ice wall was hastily erected, but was broken in an instant. She raised her hands suddenly and decided to take the heavy punch without hesitation!

Bang!

Click!

Ripples appeared in the air.

The ground beneath him cracked, and the cracks spread out like a spider web. His slender arms withstood the blow, trembling and slightly bent.

Hiss! The wound on the shoulder blade was instantly torn open due to the huge force!

The bloody energy instantly filled the air, becoming extremely thick.

Ye Youran's eyes were bloodshot, and he used both arms to block the fist that was pressing down on him.

The psychic power attacked, but it did not cause the man to fall into the triple water realm.

Because he is the pinnacle god in the Ten Refining Realms.

puff!

A spiritual blade shot out from the man's hand and instantly pierced her palm. The tip of the white spiritual blade was only a millimeter away from piercing her nose. Blood from both hands splattered on her face. She licked the corner of her mouth and tasted a hint of sweetness.