Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 98 Nangong Gongzi
Everyone saw a figure falling from the sky, accompanied by peach blossoms all over the sky, which was very beautiful.

Amidst such grand ceremony, Nangong Zhuo finally emerged. He was dressed in a moon-white robe, a white jade hairpin on his head, and holding an ivory-inlaid gold folding fan in his hand. He looked truly dashing.

The Peach Blossom Fairy was a show-off, and when she heard the cheers from the crowd around her, she immediately became more interested.

She pretended to turn around and bow a few times, then opened her fan with a "swish", half covering her face, and gave what she thought was a charming smile: "Lord City Lord, please allow me to learn a few more lessons!"

Gong Che had not felt angry in the several battles just now, but at this moment, the veins on his forehead were faintly visible, and he wished he could kill this guy with one punch.

You, a thing that's neither male nor female, you want to get involved?!

What made Gong Che even more uneasy was that the onlookers were actually cheering for the new pretty boy. This guy looked really good and was even more charming than the young actor on the stage.

But his outfit does look familiar, and it seems to be the outfit of the male lead in a certain short play.

Moreover, Ye Nianyi in the attic immediately covered her mouth when she saw the "handsome man". The desire in her eyes was almost unconcealable, and she almost cried out on the spot, "Daddy, I want this!"

Damn it, it’s so damn damn!
Gong Che laughed out of anger, bowed to Nangong Zhuo, and said openly, "My name is Gong Che, may I ask your name, brother?"

"My surname is Nangong, and my given name is Zhuo." Nangong Zhuo's words were also sarcastic. "Your name is quite elegant, but your appearance and dress are really not suitable for a formal occasion."

"This is a martial arts competition to win a bride, not a stage!"

"You're wrong. This may look like a competition arena, but it's actually a stage. You and I are both actors. Singing a good piece of opera will also make Miss Ye happy."

Gong Che clenched his fists and suppressed his anger: "You are willing to be an actor, but I am not."

Nangong Zhuo shook his fan and said, "Now that you're on stage, it's not up to you."

In the attic, Zhuque couldn't help but ask Yun Yi, "Are you just going to let her do whatever she wants?"

"How can this be called nonsense? I hope she can piss Gong Che off to death."

"I finally understand why Nangong Zhuozhuo is such a troublemaker." Zhuque sighed, "If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beams will be crooked."

"Haha, this is a good opportunity to give her a chance to make a scene."

Nangong Zhuo provoked Gong Che into a rage with just a few words. The key point was that the bickering between the two was heard in the audience, so everyone was laughing and thought that Nangong Zhuo was interesting, much better than the wild Gong Che.

Gong Che came from an ordinary background and could not stand such comparison.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, then attacked with a killing move.

A ferocious tiger with hanging eyes appeared from between his palms, opened its bloody mouth and rushed directly towards Nangong Zhuo!

"Ha, a mere trifle." Nangong Zhuo remained calm, shaking the folding fan in his hand. In an instant, his figure turned into countless petals, leaving the tiger empty-handed.

"Good!" There was a cheer from all around.

Gong Che's eyes widened red, his palms turned into a claw and a fist, and he immediately transformed into an eagle and a bear!
An eagle swooped down from the sky, and the bear charged forward like thunder in a dry land.

It's a pity that this move was just a lot of noise but little action, and it hit the petals again. Nangong Zhuo had moved to above Gong Che's head without anyone noticing.

She chuckled and said, "Silly, it's on top of you."

Gong Che was surprised to find that his opponent was actually in the Spirit Transformation Realm, so he immediately became serious.

Nangong Zhuo suddenly frowned, feeling a strange force coming from under her feet. She quickly spun her body, her feet forming spirals, and kicked Gong Che's arms away.

Unexpectedly, once Gong Che got serious, his movements became much faster than before. He swung his fists continuously, and each one hit the soles of Nangong Zhuo's feet.

The Peach Blossom Fairy had never suffered such an injustice before. In anger, she used all her spiritual power to step down hard, with both feet stepping on Gong Che's fists!

The ground couldn't bear such pressure and cracked quickly, with half of Gong Che's body sinking into it.

Nangong Zhuo thought he had a sure win and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the next moment, an arm stretched out from behind Gong Che and punched upwards!
Where did the third hand come from? !
Nangong Zhuo quickly dodged to the side, stepped on Gong Che's arm, and used the force to step back. His body rolled over several times before he stopped.

She looked at Gong Che in surprise as he slowly crawled out from the ground, and discovered that a new, extremely strong arm had emerged from his back.

The reason why it is called fresh is because there is still blood on it, as if it had just grown out of the body.

Yun Yi watched this scene with cold eyes and said softly, "Eight-armed Vajra."

Suzaku asked curiously, "Have you seen it?"

"How could I possibly have seen him? I was just thinking of a character in a storybook."

This was clearly a perfunctory response, but Song Xinci was too lazy to pursue it. She helped explain, "This is one of the magical powers of Fusheng Temple. It seems that Master Cilan didn't treat him as an outsider."

Since it is a magical power, it is similar to the art of divine communication, and both are the sect's secrets that are not passed on.

It’s a pity that Gong Che’s magic power is low and he is not yet in the Spirit Transformation Realm, so he can only conjure up one arm. Otherwise, once he reaches the Spirit Transformation Realm, he will be able to condense another one.

There are four in the Return to Void Realm and six in the He Dao Realm. Only then will they become the real Eight-Armed Vajra.

Therefore, his current appearance looks weird, and the arm stretched out from his back is not very coordinated. At first glance, it looks like a demon in human form.

After enduring the baptism of battle, the arena finally smelled of blood. Gong Che's fighting spirit surged, and he attacked again. This time, not only did his fists transform into various beast forms, but the arm behind him also looked for the right opportunity to launch a sneak attack. The force of his strikes was already comparable to that of a Spiritual Transformation Realm cultivator, quite terrifying.

Nangong Zhuo had never fought with someone with three hands, so he was a little restrained. From time to time, he would be successfully attacked by the third hand, and he would have to hurriedly dodge to escape.

For a moment, a wonderful scene appeared where the peak of Qi Refining suppressed the middle stage of Spirit Transformation Realm.

Yun Yi exclaimed in amazement: "He is indeed a son of destiny. His ability to cross borders and suppress the enemy is truly terrifying."

Song Xinci couldn't help but sarcastically asked, "Didn't you do something similar?"

"It's quite different. I was using the Green Lotus Sword Intent to surprise the enemy, and Mu Fanzhi happened to be using his spiritual energy to maintain the barrier, so he needed to focus on the earth veins. With all these favorable conditions, I was able to kill the enemy with one strike."

Yun Yi's words were not out of modesty, but came from the heart: "On the other hand, this brother Gong Che is a true hero who is using his Qi Refining Realm cultivation to challenge the Spiritual Transformation Realm. In the storybooks, only the Son of Destiny can be treated like this."

In his previous life, Gong Che was indeed a son of destiny. He obtained the Fangyuan Sword in the Feitian Secret Realm and the Tiger Talisman in the Crescent City. He could be said to have soared to the sky and made a stunning debut.

But things are unpredictable. Now that he is missing the key opportunity, he still has this ability.

Suzaku was a little worried, "Is she going to be okay?"

Song Xinci shook her head and said, "Zhuozhuo is not serious yet. The gap between the two is too big. That person has no chance of winning."

As the person with the highest cultivation level in the field, Song Xinci, although her cultivation level had been damaged, still had the vision of the Hedao realm. She could tell at a glance that Nangong Zhuozhuo was just new to the game and probably had very little actual combat experience. Once she got used to the other party's rhythm,

By then, Gong Che would find it difficult to even fight back.

The fact was just as Song Xinci said. After getting used to Gong Che's three-handed attack, Nangong Zhuo gradually became relaxed. He moved left and right with the advantage of his body skills and easily avoided all the fatal moves.

Gong Che was not discouraged. The spiritual energy in his body seemed endless and he was able to maintain his offensive.

Seeing that he could not hurt the other party, he suddenly fell to the ground, his body like a toad, and the third hand on his back made a sword-like gesture.

This posture is really not elegant, and the flowing cloud cloak on the back has long been torn to pieces, looking just miserable.

He doesn't look like a righteous young hero at all, he's clearly a demon from the evil sect.

It would be difficult for Ye Nianyi to be attracted to such a man.

Gong Che also thought of this, and decided in his heart to make Nangong Zhuo look bad, completely tearing apart the dignity of that pretty boy, and eliminating the possibility of Ye Nianyi falling in love with him!
He let out a wild roar, and a wave of sound spread out. Nangong Zhuo was raising his arm to block it when he saw through the gap a ray of golden light shooting out from the fingertips of the third hand!
mean!

In a hurry, Nangong Zhuo could only bend down, almost collapsing, but even so, his clothes were still cut by the sword energy from his fingertips.

There was a long scar from the neck to the chest.

If the wound was deeper, it would probably be split in half.

"You!" Nangong Zhuozhuo was so angry that he could no longer speak.

She chose to take direct action to vent the anger in her heart that had nowhere to go.

The next moment, she finally completely released her cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm. Countless peach blossoms in the field moved without wind. They seemed fragile, but in fact, they were full of murderous intent.

Nangong Zhuo appeared in front of Gong Che in the blink of an eye, carrying his fan. He quickly threw a punch to meet the attack, but unfortunately it missed.

Then a huge force came from behind, and Gong Che was kicked to the ground, doing Nangong Zhuozhuo's favorite "dog eating shit" thing.

This was not the end. As Gong Che stood up, Nangong Zhuo came behind him at an extremely fast speed and kicked him again.

This time Gong Che was prepared and immediately turned around to block the attack, but he didn't expect that he would miss again.

When he turned around, he was hit in the eye socket by another punch. He flew backwards quickly and was about to fall off the ring.

Gong Che was unwilling to admit defeat, and used all his strength to stop his retreat, finally stopping at the edge of the ring.

He couldn't stop breathing heavily, but it was obvious that the sword finger just now had consumed a lot of spiritual power. Now his body was empty and he no longer had the strength to use the same trick again.

Nangong Zhuo was just the opposite. She stood still, put away her folding fan, and used it as a sword, swinging it from a distance.

The square and round sword intent in Yun Yi's body faintly echoed it.

After practicing in the Feitian Secret Realm for a thousand years, she had naturally seen the Monkey Boss's White Ape Sword Technique countless times. Now, whenever she swung her sword, a sword energy would appear.

The sword energy accompanied by peach blossoms blew away the dust and smoke.

Neither fast nor slow, neither hurried nor relaxed.

The sword just pierced through Gong Che's fists and directly pierced a bloody hole in his chest.

Even so, Gong Che was still unwilling to retreat and fall, and was still struggling!
Nangong Zhuo no longer underestimated his enemy. He decisively flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Gong Che.

She cut off the third hand that attacked her with a slap, and then kicked the man hard in the chest, finally kicking out the troublesome cockroach-like man.

Nangong Zhuo turned around gracefully, bowed from afar towards the attic, and did not forget to throw a coquettish glance at Ye Nianyi.

(End of this chapter)