The cannon fodder beauty in the book is attached to the demon lord villain

spectator stand

Li Mi was surrounded by several senior sisters and walked towards the stage. She was very conspicuous.

Gu Ziqing looked in the direction of Li Mi from time to time, feeling extremely anxious.

Xiao Xingchen glanced at Gu Ziqing, who was feeling very uncomfortable, and asked with a frown, "Ziqing, what's wrong?"

Gu Ziqing: "Brother Xingchen, there is a treasure."

Xiao Xingchen: “…”

Li Mi's gaze passed over the crowd and fell on Xiao Xingchen and Gu Ziqing who were whispering to each other.

His eyes were full of scrutiny.

His fingers stroked the luck bead on his wrist and he lowered his eyes to hide the determination in his eyes.

"The competition has officially begun. The rules of the competition are to stop at the right time and not to hurt anyone's life."

As Jiang Qin finished speaking, four disciples from Baiyin Pavilion and Shengyang College flew onto the fighting stage one after another.

Five competition platforms are lined up in a row, creating a spectacular scene.

On the first competition stage, Qingyun from Baiyin Pavilion and Luo Bingdie from Shengyang College stood opposite each other.

On the second competition stage, Lingyun from Baiyin Pavilion and Fang Chong from Shengyang College nodded to each other.

On the third competition stage, Youhuang from Baiyin Pavilion and Mu Xinglan from Shengyang College looked at each other expressionlessly.

On the fourth competition stage, Zi Yuan from Baiyin Pavilion and Ling Fanxiao from Shengyang College, one had a sweet smile while the other had a stern look.

On the fifth competition stage, Li Mi from Baiyin Pavilion and Xiao Xingchen from Shengyang College stood face to face, neither of them spoke.

Gu Ziqing clenched his fists nervously.

He looked like he couldn't wait to rush onto the stage to help.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Gu. Senior Brother Xiao will definitely win the competition." Qian Yue moved closer to Gu Ziqing and spoke to comfort him.

I was afraid that Gu Ziqing would rush onto the stage and cause trouble.

Gu Ziqing nodded absentmindedly.

His eyes uncontrollably fell on the luck stone on Li Mi's wrist, wanting.

Xiao Xingchen, who was on the fighting stage, keenly noticed Gu Ziqing's covetous gaze, and a fleeting feeling of helplessness flashed through his mind.

Then, he collected his thoughts and bowed in the direction of Li Mi, "Please teach me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his right fist and punched hard and accurately, each move going straight to Li Mi's vital point.

Li Mi curled her lips, tapped her toes lightly, and stepped back gracefully.

He gracefully took the flute from his waist and placed it to his lips.

The solemn and murderous sound coming from the long flute made people's blood boil.

Then, the wind blades turned into substance and burst out, and the silver-white light covered the entire stage in an instant.

Xiao Xingchen nimbly avoided all the wind blades that attacked him.

The figure is real and unreal, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

While avoiding attacks, constantly change angles and look for opportunities to launch counterattacks.

Gu Ziqing, who was standing on the waiting platform, had his heart pounding as he watched the fight between Xiao Xingchen and Li Mi without blinking.

He no longer had time to care about the treasure on Li Mi's wrist.

When seeing something exciting, he would slap his thighs with his hands and cheer at the top of his lungs, not caring about his image at all.

Li Mi fought and retreated, constantly testing Xiao Xingchen's fighting ability.

Whenever Xiao Xingchen's attack was about to hit, the luck stone on Li Mi's wrist would emit a faint white light, helping Li Mi to avoid all attacks safely.

The more they fought, the more stalemate the battle became, and neither could do anything to the other.

After some attempts, Li Mi finally came to the conclusion that Xiao Xingchen's luck was not as strong as the ancestor of the Fate Clan imagined.

In other words, as the most talented person among the side branches of the Fate Clan, he can completely replace it.

"The Holy Son of the Fate Clan is nothing but this." Li Mi looked disdainful and gave Xiao Xingchen a weird smile.

Xiao Xingchen only felt an invisible force locking onto him.

Before he could react, he had already fallen off the stage.

Li Mi put the flute back to his waist in a graceful manner.

He looked down at Xiao Xingchen, curled his lips and smiled, his voice pleasant and pleasant, "Thank you."

Gu Ziqing was stunned for a long while before he jumped down from the waiting platform, ran to Xiao Xingchen and helped him up.

He glared at Li Mi fiercely. If Xiao Xingchen had not stopped him in time, he would have rushed up and bit her.