Quick Wear: The Crazy Female Supporting Character Goes Crazy in the Crematorium

Chapter 56 56. The Merry Stepmother of the Demon Cult Leader (26)

Cheng Yueshu and Xu Yuanzhe were still able to maintain their composure, while the rest of the people were completely shocked, bursts of applause arose, and countless adoring gazes turned towards Shangguan.

"As expected of the leader of the Shangguan alliance, it is really rare in the world."

"I have never seen such a wonderful thing, and only the leader of Shangguan has such strength."

"It's really an eye-opener. Even the former Smart Palace may be hard to beat."

Amidst the admiration, Cheng Yueshu and Xu Yuanzhe looked at each other, and they smiled knowingly.

Being able to take out the Hundred Flower Pill that was lost in the ghost doctor's family, and possessing the skills of the dexterity palace, Shangguan's hook is really unfathomable.

What's more, both the ghost doctor's school and the clever palace were wiped out.

There are five performance stages in total, including one big and four small ones, and the martial arts competition officially begins.

There are no rules for people in the martial arts. There is no such thing as points and lottery in sports competitions. It is simple and rude.

The big fist is the truth, and whoever can stand on the stage last will be the final winner.

Soon someone came onto the stage, clasped their fists together and bowed down.

"I'm Ben Leishou Wang Buqun, please invite Wu Huamen's great disciple Wu Qing to come on stage and say something!"

Right now is not only a good opportunity to avenge grievances and grievances, but also to make a name for yourself.

The fight on the stage made people dazzled, and the mood of the people below was agitated, and some came to the stage from time to time.

At the beginning, they were all opponents with feuds, and later it was a messy melee.

Cheng Yueshu glanced at it for a while, and found it meaningless. It was like a match-fixing match, and sure enough, the big guys had to be on stage at the finale.

"A Lin, go up and let them open their eyes."

When Shao Zhuolin came to power, no one took him seriously. All martial arts masters in the Jianghu had titles and traits. This little boy was good-looking, but his reputation was not obvious.

For a while, three or four people were eager to try, planning to pick up the leak.

After jumping on the stage together, I realized that many people fell down like dumplings, and they looked at each other, which was quite embarrassing.

I don't know whether to be modest or to be domineering and push the rest of the people down.

Seeing that they were at a stalemate, Shao Zhuolin said coldly: "Don't waste time, let's come together."

Several people are angry.

"The tone is not small, grandpa will let you see a thing or two today."

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Hmph, this river and lake is not as simple as you little doll thinks."

It was probably because Shao Zhuolin's facial expressions and actions were too much to beat, and the few people didn't care about the morals of the world, so they rushed forward after saying hello.

Shao Zhuolin lowered his head and drew his sword.

His sword is fast, like thunder rushing, but very slow, like falling snowflakes, with a slight coolness.

A few people soon knew where the coolness came from.

Click, click.

The hand holding the weapon snapped off at the wrist and fell limply to the ground.

Only then did wailing and screaming follow, and the gushing blood stained the arena red.

"What a vicious heart!"

The people below couldn't sit still. Although there were many people who were carried down on the stage just now, a battle has never ended so quickly.

And so startling.

"There is the mark of the Bloody Demon Cult on his collar, he is a member of the Demon Cult!"

A voice suddenly sounded, and as several people with broken hands were helped down the stage for treatment, there was also a wave of crusade against Shao Zhuolin.

"Damn Demon Cult, get out of the martial arts competition!"

"The blood-clothed demon sect is a disaster for the martial arts, and everyone will punish it."

These insults did not move Shao Zhuolin at all, he just waved his sword, letting the blood fall to the ground along the blood groove.

No one dared to come on stage to stop Shao Zhuolin, many people turned their attention to Cheng Yueshu, who was bullied even more.

"Witch of the Demon Cult, take your people and get out of Shaocheng!"

"You sinister and vicious people are not welcome here."

Cheng Yueshu raised her eyes, and suddenly looked at the one who yelled the loudest and kept yelling at the whore.

The man didn't know why the alarm bells were ringing in his heart, but before he could react, He had already grabbed him by the neckline.

Cheng Yueshu tapped her toes, and dragged this man to the biggest stage as if she was dragging a dead dog.

A young man who had just won was stunned. He was immersed in the competition just now, and he didn't know what happened.

Cheng Yueshu smiled at him: "Little brother, can I borrow your table?"

Seeing Cheng Yueshu's smile, the man's bones immediately softened a little, and he nodded hastily.

Cheng Yueshu raised her voice and said: "The martial arts competition is all about life and death, so stop talking nonsense."

As he said that, he raised his hand and threw the struggling man off the stage. He fell on his back in embarrassment, like a tortoise, but he couldn't move at all, and his throat was directly pinched.

The woman sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't accept it, let's fight!"

Like pouring water into boiling oil, there was a din of people, shouting and cursing everywhere.

But the woman on the stage is so glamorous, like a demon in human form, captivating.

Soon a man in a blue robe couldn't help but come on stage, "Mrs. Cheng, you are despising the heroes of the world."

Cheng Yueshu asked back: "Hero, why does the word have to be male instead of female?"

The blue robe was inexplicable: "It has been like this since ancient times."

"That's right?"

Lan Pao couldn't answer Cheng Yueshu's words, so he snorted heavily.

"As expected of a woman, she has a sharp mouth."

Cheng Yueshu raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that in this world, only men can talk, and women can only talk sharply? It's like what you call the righteous way, you can kill people in an upright manner, and the devil's religion kills people, who makes all the rules?"

Cheng Yueshu's voice was not high, but the audience was speechless by what she said.

Even the man who was willing to give up the stage to Cheng Yueshu just now showed embarrassment and stepped off the stage silently.

The blue robe couldn't take it anymore: "This is for a martial arts competition, not a place for you to talk nonsense."

Cheng Yueshu smiled lightly, then stopped talking, stretched out her hand to pinch her waist, and she pulled out a soft whip, and yanked it sharply towards the blue robe.

The whip was fast and urgent, and the blue robe was caught off guard, and his left arm was whipped suddenly, the barb scraped his flesh and blood, and the skin attached to it was also taken off.

The blue robe was in pain, and cursed angrily: "Bitch, you sneak attack."

Cheng Yueshu was surprised: "I thought you meant just now that you want your subordinates to see the truth."

The blue robe was speechless, raised his long sword and killed him.

In just three seconds, it flew back at a faster speed and fell heavily on the stage.

His chest was deeply sunken by the whip, and he could see that there was too much air and less air, and it seemed that he could not survive.

Cheng Yueshu walked up to the blue robe step by step.

"I can't beat it, I can't say it, this is——hero?"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the person down, Cheng Yueshu's long whip was pulled down in the air, leaving a deep mark on the stone pillar beside him.

Everyone gasped.

Cheng Yueshu repeated what he said earlier.

"Not convinced, let's fight!"

There was no sound in the audience, only the wind blew up the woman's skirt like a flag.

(End of this chapter)