Raise the flag of rebellion!Slave girls!

Aser didn't dare to rest for a moment. He closed his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground. His hands, which had once blocked an attack, were still in severe pain like fire, and there was still a horrible cracking sound in his ears. He opened his eyes wide and looked like It was a huge crater that was bombed by a meteorite and entered the eyes. This is Yinlong's masterpiece.

Let's put it this way, he admits that after the mad transformation, he is not Yinlong's opponent in terms of strength, and the vigor and blood defense and speed have already determined the winner, and it is his defeat. Not even a small amount is enough for Yue Zhan's skills.

how to win !

Can't win!Aser's heart was ashamed, he wanted to surrender, and hoped that Bai Ya could give him face and let him lose with dignity. Anyway, this is the final battle!So many people are watching!

"If the sun hadn't set, Langluo might have fought very hard, so the weather is on my side, and this victory belongs to me and Langluo." Pretending not to see the opponent's eyes calling for help, Bai Ya watched with great interest as Yinlong continued to hunt and kill Aser.

"It's really different."

Unlike Menglu and Yiyi, the slave girl [Crescent Fang] Yinlong, the racial talent "Moon Family", she has extraordinary fighting skills and rich fighting experience. During the day, her fighting ability is mediocre, but On a moonlit night, the fighting ability will become extremely strong, and all attributes will increase to an unimaginable level!It can be said that she is the overlord of the moonlit night!

That's right, Yinlong is among all the undead slave girls in the Hall of All Souls, except for herself, the girl with the strongest fighting power alone!

Who does Bai Ya always think she has forgotten?

"Does she have the potential to be an SSR even though she's an SR? But, I just met Long Luo."

The heavenly tyrant, the holy dragon of the sky, is said to be a giant dragon incarnated by the sun, and the king of heaven is a slave girl representing its bloodline.

The King of Heaven is Yinlong's enemy, and the two have very bad compatibility.Thinking of this, Bai Ya felt a headache.

Section 110#Volume [-]: In the Holy Court of Heaven, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! :Chapter [-]: Sixteen Small Field Chiefs

Under Yinlong's offensive, and after struggling for a few minutes, Aser inevitably faced defeat.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of glass cracking in the arena, and all the audience could hear it clearly.

This is the sound of the illusion magic being released, and it is also the sound of announcing the defeat of one side of the battle, the victory of the battle is decided, and the sound of celebrating the victory of the other side!

In the deepest part of the huge crescent-shaped pit, Aser struggled to half-open one eye, barely able to see things in his field of vision.

In the perception, the spirit was severely traumatized, he couldn't even lift a finger, and he couldn't move his body. With a wry smile, Aser made a declaration of surrender as if giving up, and Yinlong's claws of light slowly came from his throat. move away.

"I surrender."

There is no other way to go. If he doesn't admit defeat, his life will be lost. What's the use of dignity.

After admitting his defeat, Aser also relaxed. Fortunately, he was always greedy for money and didn't save money on mirror magic. It may take a long time to lie on the bed to eliminate the impact of death on the spirit, but at least he is still alive. When I think about it, I don't understand why I am happy.

Is this the loser's... self-comfort?

"The victory has been decided! Aser admits defeat! The elimination battle is over! Everyone! Now let us welcome the chief of the first small field! Let's cheer her name together! Our chief of the small field is——San The first area outside the courtyard! Bai Ya!"

"Bai Ya—!" The first person to respond to You Zhen's call was Long Ya, he jumped up from his seat, put his hands on his lips, and excitedly called Bai Ya's name to the audience.

Won!Bai Ya is the chief of the small field!Long Ya felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and once again felt that this joy was the reason why he liked staying by Bai Ya's side.

"Bai Ya!" "Bai Ya!" "Bai Ya!" You Long Ya started, the voice of calling gradually became louder, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic. Hair girl, she is now the focus of the audience!

"Bai Ya! Bai Ya! Strange? Little Weaving Rabbit? Why don't you call the idiot's name together? Aren't you happy too?"

"No, I am the master's slave girl, and it is very rude to call the master's name."

"What's the matter? Just be happy now! Come with Molly!"

"Bai... Ya."

"Louder!"

"Bai Ya!"

In the square of Pandel's capital city, the Weaving Rabbit held Molly's hand hesitantly, and tried to let go of her voice. Under Molly's guidance, her voice gradually became louder, and soon joined the cheering white Asia's queue.

Owner!wait for me!While cheering happily, Mingyao Weaving Rabbit also watched Yinlong standing beside Bai Ya seriously, and unconsciously clenched his small fists.

"Bai Ya! I like it! Bai Ya Bai Ya! Number one! The strongest!"

On Wangdu Square, the Queen of One Country, Stia excitedly waved her stick and cheered loudly, and a group of little girls from the Dark Warrior tribe around her also followed suit and cheered happily.

Stia's face is full of obsession now, and she doesn't care about the image of a lady at all. A group of dark warrior maids watching this scene are still surprised when they see this scene. Charmed.

Compared with the princess, in the past few days, Stia has been more focused on cultivating the identity of the leader of the support group of Mrs. Bai Ya.

I still remember that she originally planned to change Bai Ya into the belief of her country, and she and the queen took a step back, gave up this idea, and formed a support group in their own country. How much cap?

The world's number one favorite!Stia's passionate eyes were all on Bai Ya on the screen. After a while, when she mastered her abilities, she would definitely go to see Bai Ya!At that time, she has something very important to say to Bai Ya!

"How far have you grown?" Compared with the excited audience around him, Dion just folded his hands on his chest and stared coldly at the white-haired girl who had attracted much attention.

The main purpose of him giving up his training time to come to the arena to watch the outer court competition is to get a glimpse of Bai Ya's strength, but so far in the battles, Bai Ya has only used some common skills, especially in the last three battles, Bai Ya She sent three different slave girls to win the victory for herself, and her true strength added another fog.

"No matter how strong you become, I will never lose to you again!" In his mind was only the thought of defeating Bai Ya in a dignified way, and he didn't think about anything else. Next, he wanted to witness Bai Ya becoming the chief of the outer court, and challenged himself challenge!

This moment, this victory or defeat, will be a turning point in his life!

"..."

Caesar's mood is very complicated now, he doesn't know if it's a good thing for Bai Ya to be so eye-catching, but——

"Congratulations, Bai Ya." The moment he saw Bai Ya's bright smile, he couldn't do without congratulating her.

"I'm obviously not a great person. You, Langluo, won this battle, but everyone is calling my name. I always feel very embarrassed."

At this moment, Bai Ya, the protagonist of the first small scene, waved one hand in response to the audience's call, with a happy smile on his face.

"My face must be very red and hot right now. Thank you, Langluo, I am very happy. You, Yangluo, and Yiyi helped me become the chief of the small field. It is really great that you can become my strength."

Wanting to raise his empty hand to touch his cheek to feel the temperature, he finally decided to grab the left hand of the little girl beside him and convey his gratitude to her.

"Thank you, Langluo."

These words seemed to turn on a certain switch, Yinlong also grasped Bai Ya's palm, lowered her head slightly, making it hard to see the expression on her face, and her petite body was trembling slightly.

"Owner."

"Yes."

"I will be stronger in the future! Even stronger than now! No matter who your enemies are! I will knock them down! You can completely rely on me!"

"I see."

"Master! I will never be a burden to Master! I swear! Even if I die, I will never become a burden to Master!"

"Children, don't talk about death. I have never regarded you as a burden, because you are my important clansman, and I am your king. No matter what happens to the clansman, the king will never abandon the clansman anyway. This is the bond between you and me."

"Master, I, I really want to see you again now, woo woo woo, mom..."

Resisting crying, the voice still couldn't suppress the sad emotions. If the slave girl form has not been lifted, the audience can judge that Yinlong is at this time just by observing the state of the pair of white pointed ears and the white tail. mood.

The other hand gently pulled Yinlong into his arms, let her hug him, and gently stroked her hair, which was the most consoling way Bai Ya could think of.

The audience's calls continued, but Bai Ya didn't respond anymore. She just protected the little girl in her arms. From the earnest emotion in her eyes, she could find a certain great determination.

As time passed, the call gradually became quieter, the teleportation magic had already been activated, and Aser, who had returned to the holy courtyard, had already left the field, and Bai Ya also wanted to go to Wan Zhangxin to get the medicine quickly.

After all, she is already the chief of the small field, and there is no need to stay on the field, but the magic mark that keeps shining on the back of her hand reminds her that the matter is not over yet.

That was indeed the case. Fifteen beams of light suddenly descended from the sky, condensing into fifteen radiant figures and appearing beside Bai Ya. When this scene happened, the cheers on the field that were about to return to calm reached their peak in an instant!

The same thing happened in other small arenas, all of them were the heads of the small field. Fifteen brilliant figures descended, and soon someone discovered that these light figures were all the appearances of other small field chiefs!

"Up to now, the outer court competition has determined sixteen small-field chiefs. Regardless of the outcome, they are the strongest 16 in the outer court!"

The commentary voices of each small field sounded in all the small fields at the same time, and You Zhen was also among them. There were a total of sixteen commentators. You Zhen spoke first and proudly said:

"Chief of the first small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Baiya Ifel Crolom!"

After picking up You Zhen's voice, the commentary for the second session immediately announced:

"The chief of the second small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Ares Alora!"

Next is the commentary of the third small field:

"The chief of the third small field! The first area of ​​the outer courtyard! Yuetang!"

"The chief of the fourth small field! The first area of ​​the outer courtyard! Hundred ghosts and yin and yang!"

"Chief of the fifth small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Sea and air!"

"Chief of the sixth small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Long Ya!"

"Chief of the seventh small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Da Luodao!"

"The chief of the eighth small field! The first area of ​​the outer courtyard! Ming Qi!"

"Chief of the Ninth Small Field! The First District of the Outer Court! Rebellious Thousand Warriors!"

"The chief of the tenth small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Garm!"

"Chief of the No.11 small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Critia!"

"No.12 chief of the small field! The first area of ​​the outer court! Steel angle!"

"No.13 chief of the small field! The first area of ​​the outer courtyard! Angel!"

"Chief of the No.14 small field, the first district of the Outer Court! Xuan Sheng!"

"Chief of the No.15 small field! The first area of ​​the Outer Court! Death!"

"Chief of the No.16 small field! The No.20 area of ​​the outer courtyard! Ito!"

The sixteen commentators loudly announced the name of the chief of the small field they presided over the small field one by one, and then they spoke at the same time tacitly, all voices overlapped, and said loudly:

"They are the sixteen chiefs of the small field in the big competition of the outer court. The chiefs of the outer court will be determined among the sixteen chiefs of the small field! Tomorrow, the first round of elimination will be held in the first small field. After tomorrow, there will only be eight small field chiefs. The field chief can still stay on the field!"

"The respective opponents of the small field chiefs have already been determined after all the small field chiefs have been determined. Tomorrow's first battle will be between the first small field chief and the ninth small field chief! Baiya Ifel Crolom! Fight against the Thousand Warriors!"

"Rebel Thousands?!" Hearing this name, Bai Ya looked at the shining figures beside him, trying to distinguish his opponent from them.

The guy with the same magic imprint on his hand is the rebel Qianwu, and Bai Ya quickly found the target.

A ferocious wound seemed to divide the handsome face into two obliquely. With thick hair like a lion, the majesty of the king was fully displayed in his eyes. As if he noticed that she was looking at him, the man slowly turned his head and met her gaze. .

Is he the one who rebelled against Qianwu?Bai Ya had a feeling that Rebel Qianwu was not an ordinary person, and his first impression was that he was a very powerful guy.

"..."

Rebellious Qianwu moved his lips, but did not make a sound. After all, the sound could not be conveyed from other small venues to the scene, and Bai Ya could only remember his mouth shape.

Just as he was interpreting his words in his mind, the air in front of him suddenly distorted, and the appearance of the rebel Qianwu also changed dramatically.

It's almost like a different person, from a majestic man with the demeanor of a king to a tall and mediocre warrior.

"Tomorrow's first battle! The chief of the first small field vs. the chief of the ninth small field! Baiya Ifel Krolom! Battle! Mamon Yuritus!" This is You Zhen's voice.

'The time in this world is very strange, the ruling goddess of this world, dusk has come, I can do nothing but tell you one thing - your real enemy is yourself. '

After the interpretation was successful, it was just this sentence whose meaning was unclear, Bai Ya thought that maybe she was under too much pressure and had hallucinations.

"Enemy? Do you want me to kill... myself? I kill myself?!"

Sure enough, it's still an illusion.

After this episode, Bai Ya's mood became heavy for some reason.

Section 110#Volume [-]: In the Holy Court of Heaven, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! : Chapter [-]: You are my master

After seeing Wan Zhangxin, Bai Ya's heart became even heavier.

"What are you doing?" Wan Zhang's letter came up with such a sentence, coupled with that serious face that has remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, it made her feel that she had made some big mistake that cannot be justified.

"Why did you send the slave girl on stage?"

"Why are you using forte forte now?"

"The opponent's strength is far inferior to yours. You can win easily. Why do you expose some of your hole cards? Are you underestimating someone? Are you getting carried away with some abilities? You just haven't met a real genius yet. Do you think you can 100% win the chief of the outer courtyard?"

When Bai Ya turned her head guiltily, kept intertwining her five fingers, and said nothing, Wan Zhangxin's questioning was pressing on her step by step, with no intention of letting her go.

"Bai Ya, do you remember how many things you took from me?"

This can no longer be silent.

"Remember, remember." Cannibal's mouth was short, Bai Ya obediently turned her head to meet Wanzhangxin's cold gaze, sighed, and began to count, "As for the props, there are spiritual bombs, extremely strong sounds and super heavy flame bombs. Undead Firebird, four heart crystals and Thunder Dragon Seal."

"Martial arts hit a little, thunder thorn and super recovery, magic immune shield, advanced trap dispelling and full perception, these skills are all taught to me by you personally, yes, I have received so many favors, the students are very grateful, thank you Teacher Wan Zhangxin! I like you very much!" Bai Ya continued to play dumb, tilting her head and showing a happy smile.

"As I said, these are all investments in you." Wan Zhangxin really wanted to pinch Bai Ya's face with one hand, so that she couldn't laugh anymore.