The high-energy little cute concubine is super fierce

Chapter 166 No strength, don't pretend!
Come on with a punch!
Luo Ziyan's eyes froze, she turned sideways, and hid.

Swept over again!
She turned around and dodged again, her long hair fluttering, and she felt a gust of wind blowing across her face.

Everyone's blood boiled with excitement, and they thought that Wu Chuan would become angry from embarrassment and would knock Luo Ziyan down in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziyan was very strong, no matter how fierce Wu Chuan's attack was, he could dodge it just right.

"How could it be?" Wu Gang looked blankly at the agile Luo Ziyan. "Isn't she very weak? Why was she able to avoid Brother Wizard's attack?"

He asked himself that it would be impossible for him to avoid Wu Chuan's attack.

Could it be that they all misunderstood Luo Ziyan before?Otherwise, how could the elders value her so much?

"It's interesting!" At this time, Ji Yifan also came here, just in time to see Luo Ziyan like a gust of wind, constantly avoiding Wu Chuan's attack.

"Senior Brother Ji, Luo Ziyan's strength is obviously very weak, why can he avoid Wu Chuan's attack?" The disciple who questioned Luo Ziyan before frowned.

"She has mastered a very advanced movement technique." Ji Yifan squinted his eyes, and his eyes changed with Luo Ziyan's movements. "She knew that she was not as strong as Wu Chuan, so she didn't confront him head-on, but used her body skills to the extreme."

"However, hiding like this is not an option, is it?" The disciple said in a deep voice, "When Wu Chuan calms down, the battle will probably be over."

"Xiong San, do you want to bet?" Ji Yifan said interestingly.

"Bet?" Xiong San raised his eyebrows, looking at the smirking Senior Brother Ji with a puzzled expression. "What bet?"

"Bet on the two of them, who will win in the end?"

"You don't need to ask, it must be the legend of witchcraft." Xiong San said without thinking.

After all, no matter how good your body skills are, it is impossible to hide forever. Once your soul power is exhausted, it will be the end of the battle.

"Really?" Ji Yifan twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Luo Ziyan with burning eyes. "I bet Luo Ziyan wins."

"Impossible!" Shaking his head, Wu Chuan said affirmatively, "It's simply wishful thinking for a martial artist who is at most a third-level and seventh-level fighter to defeat a martial idiot of the seventh level."

"If Wu Chuan wins, this month's spiritual fluid will be yours, and vice versa. Do you dare?"

"Dare! Why don't you dare!" Xiong San pursed his lips and said carelessly, "I still don't believe that a level [-] and level [-] can defeat level [-] Wu Chi."

In the battle circle, Wu Chuan became more and more irritable!

He had already taken it seriously, but unexpectedly, he still couldn't touch Luo Ziyan, not even her clothes.

Shame, absolute shame! !
He seemed to have sensed the eyes of the people around him, full of ridicule.

Son of a bitch!
The person who should be laughed at is Luo Ziyan, not me! !
Wu Chuan roared angrily, and the soul power in his body surged, and a wave of vigor surged out, sending Luo Ziyan flying.

Luo Ziyan stood still, her breathing was a little disordered, the hair on her forehead was wet with fragrant sweat, and stuck to both sides of her temples, but it was a bit messy and beautiful.

Although she kept dodging Wu Chuan's attacks, the consumption of her soul power and physical strength was enormous.

"Brother Wu, I have a word for you." Luo Ziyan took a deep breath, calmed down the disordered breath, and said lightly: "If you don't have the strength, don't act like others!"

"What did you say?!" Wu Chuan's pupils shrank, and a burst of anger rushed to the sky.

(End of this chapter)