Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"It is said that the outside world says that the Holy Maiden of the Fire Spirit Cult is incredibly beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as stunningly beautiful. I don't know if it is true."

"I don't know. Let's turn off the beauty filter first."

"If it's true, then I can marry her reluctantly."

"??? You're just going to die quickly, you low-level man, you ordinary man, bah."

A large crowd gathered in the battle square, murmuring in low voices.

As the crowd was talking, there was suddenly a noise from the back, and then several girls in fiery red robes, each with a pretty face, were seen walking through the crowd, escorting another girl.

The girl is extremely tall and stands out among the crowd.

However, when the crowd saw what the girl was wearing, they were a little dumbfounded.

The girl had a high ponytail, sneakers, a short shirt on top, and casual jeans on the bottom. Her face could not be seen clearly because she was wearing a SpongeBob mask.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Is this... a girl from the Fire Spirit Cult?

In the past, it was rumored that sects like the Fire Spirit Sect all had their own beliefs and relatively traditional thinking.

But looking at the girl in front of me, she doesn't seem to have anything to do with tradition, right?

Everyone's fixed thinking was instantly broken.

“It’s different than I imagined.”

"This is... too fashionable. It's not that all religious sects are conservative."

"It's fashionable, but it's blurred. I like to show my face."

At the same time, many people were muttering in low voices, feeling a little disappointed, because the girl was wearing a mask that concealed her true face.

After successfully entering the field, several Fire Spirit Cult girls surrounded the Fire Spirit Saint.

The Fire Spirit Saint had a gloomy look on her face, yet she remained calm and composed despite facing countless gazes.

At this time, the girl next to him stood up. She was the girl who was slapped by Li Xiaoqi yesterday.

With the Saint Maiden beside her, the girl's low voice seemed to be much stronger. She raised her head and said loudly, "Ning Feng, Southeast Martial Arts University, do you still dare to come out and fight?"

"If you don't dare, hand over the box obediently and announce in public that the number one prodigy of Southeastern Martial Arts University cannot beat the Saint of my sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a lot of commotion among the crowd.

Many people glared at the girl with deep disgust.

Because in everyone's eyes, this battle was because of the box of Saint Su Tianwu, so it was only a personal matter between Ning Feng and Saint Fire Spirit.

But this yellow-haired girl insisted on involving Southeast Martial Arts University and the Fire Spirit Sect.

……

On a tall building, one can overlook the southeast direction of the Wuhan University playground and training ground.

"What do you think the Fire Spirit Saint's chances of winning are?"

On the reception floor, a young man in white clothes, holding a folding fan, spoke with a detached demeanor.

Next to her, another young man had an indifferent expression, like a snowy mountain that had not melted for thousands of years. "Chance of winning? Where does she get the chance of winning?"

The young man was Jiang Nianchu, and sitting next to him was his fiancée Liu Guiting.

Listening to Jiang Nianchu's words, the young man paused with his folding fan, not quite believing it, "It's not like there's no chance of winning at all, after all, Huo Ling'er is one of the most outstanding martial arts geniuses besides the martial arts forces."

Jiang Nianchu said calmly: "But his opponent is Ning Feng, this."

The young man was silent. "Is Ning Feng, this playboy, so strong now?"

Jiang Nianchu shook his head and said in a daze, "You will know in a while."

The boy still didn't believe it.

However, he didn't dwell on the topic, and smiled at the two of them and said, "When are you two getting married?"

"Before the battle in the Ancient Blood Territory."

The boy was silent again.

Then he smiled and said, "That's good, otherwise I'd be really worried that one of us would die in the battle and the wedding would turn into a funeral."

Liu Guiting rolled her eyes at the young man and said, "You crow mouth, can you please say something nice? My Nianchu won't die."

"Then I'll die, hahaha."

The young man was not angry, he laughed and said, "It would be a pity if I died and couldn't attend Nianchu's wedding."

Jiang Nianchu laughed and said, "That's my regret. You're already dead, what do you know?"