Chapter 1200

"Oh? Then who do you think wins?" Lin Lao was curious.

"Miss Jiutiao Meise," Li Yao said firmly.

If it were a minute ago, he would have said Ji Yuan would win.

But it was different now.

He learned from Dean Shi that Miss Jiutiao Meise had cleared the 100th floor of the Demon-Catching Tower.

The 100th floor would grant a highly targeted item.

He himself had obtained a bowl of spiritual porridge.

It could instantly overdraft 100% of mana, but after one hour, one would fall into a 24-hour coma.

His current situation was: domain skills consumed a lot of mana,

so he came for this disposable item.

With Miss Jiutiao Meise's professional characteristics, her combat power had a very high dependence on the Dragon Nation's summoned beasts.

If he wasn't wrong,

on the battlefield,

Miss Jiutiao Meise took out a deep blue mirror

and said coldly:

"The first round of group fighting does not limit the use of bound items."

"Ji Yuan, I lost this time."

"But I have a reason I must get this advancement spot!"

Ji Yuan shouldered his wolf-tooth hammer, his expression becoming grave.

The vast majority of professional competitions

did not limit the use of bound items.

Bound meant it was obtained through one's own means and was part of one's strength.

Just for a preliminary round,

Miss Jiutiao Meise took out such an item.

Ji Yuan didn't think the other party was doing something unnecessary.

Miss Jiutiao Meise had a reason she must win,

and he also had a reason he would never admit defeat!

"Enough talk, let's see whose fist is bigger!"

"Clang!"

The wolf-tooth club was planted heavily on the ground.

The indestructible special platform even showed faint textures.

A scarlet bloodthirsty aura surged into the sky!

Even the few practitioners who were chasing Kong Jiamu couldn't help but stop their steps.

In an instant, a hideous scarlet giant beast enveloped the entire platform.

"Good heavens, is this Ji Yuan's strength?"

Some noble children simply couldn't believe their eyes.

Was this level of aura really from a practitioner of their same year?

Qin Xuejun saw this scene and sighed helplessly.

"No!"

"How did these two guys get matched together?"

"Is it necessary to get serious in the preliminary round?"

"Amitabha, this is Benefactor Ji Yuan and Benefactor Meise."

"How good it would be if I were there; if either of them attacked me, I would definitely admit defeat immediately!"

Zhang Yucheng felt this aura, and his face sank.

Exposing his aura early—

wouldn't Brother Ji be at a disadvantage when he fought me later?

No!

"Zheng!"

The long sword was unsheathed!

A sharp edge surged into the sky on Platform No. 4!

Zhang Yucheng released his own sword aura without reservation.

The surrounding practitioners were shocked.

"Brother, I've already admitted defeat, why are you doing this?!"

"That's right! You didn't draw your sword after fighting for so long, and now that the top ten list is determined, you're getting so serious, I feel very insecure!"

Only Hunting Xi Xia, who was on the same platform as Zhang Yucheng,

slapped his forehead, his head full of black lines.

"This guy is too stubborn, right?"

On another platform,

Hong Ling felt the aura erupting from Ji Yuan and Zhang Yucheng

and fell into deep thought.

After a while, a burning fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.

Before obtaining the three epic-grade pieces of equipment, I was not their opponent.

But now!

Hong Ling glanced at her long blade.

I have the strength for a battle!

Below the viewing stand,

Lin Lao was a bit dumbfounded.

The Zhang family and the Lin family had a close relationship.

Looking at the grandson of his old friend, Lin Lao didn't know what to say.

That kid Zhang Linfeng didn't seem to be this stubborn, right?

Who did this kid inherit this from?

Lin Lao glanced at Li Yao, "Now, who do you think wins?"

"Miss Jiutiao Meise."