Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

The people on the stage were getting more and more energetic, while the people in the audience were getting quieter and quieter.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky above the ring, as if they wanted to see some clues. However, except for the glint of the sword and the shadow of the sword, they saw nothing.

Gu Panxia's internal energy seemed to be replenished automatically and seemed to never be exhausted. However, Lu Yuan was different. His internal energy was limited and he had been dealing with Gu Panxia for so long, so his internal energy had gradually been depleted.

The city guard elder stroked his beard and thought secretly. He was indeed right about these two young men. They seemed to be born with strength.

Lu Yuan's fighting experience is very strong, while Gu Panxia's internal strength is very strong. Compared with the two, Gu Panxia has a slight advantage.

Soon, Lu Yuan felt a little struggling. Of course, from this competition, he also probably sensed Gu Panxia's true strength.

In the silence, suddenly, a "clang" sound came from the air, and the two people who had disappeared were now standing face to face in the air.

The swords in their hands were touching each other. Although Lu Yuan's expression was still calm, the looming beads of sweat on his forehead gave him away.

Gu Panxia was not much better. Although the corners of her lips were raised, the hand holding the sword was obviously trembling slightly.

Under everyone's attention, Lu Yuan suddenly smiled.

Just listen to him whisper: "I lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

The leader of the Ziyun Sect actually gave in. You know, he was the most likely candidate to win the championship this year. I didn't expect that he would give in so easily!

In addition to the city guard elder sitting at the top, there were also heads of other sects who had been expected, and the rest were not calm.

The leaders of each faction looked at Gu Panxia with burning eyes.

If the city guard elders weren't still there, they would have really wanted to rush to the stage and ask her if she would join their sect.

At such a young age, his strength is already astonishing. If he is carefully cultivated in the future, wouldn't it be a great help to the sect?

The two men retracted their respective swords at the same time and landed steadily back on the ring.

The city guard elder stood up and said with a smile: "In this battle, the Chaoyang faction is looking forward to Xia's victory!"

As soon as the city guard elder finished speaking, the people who were shocked suddenly froze.

They never dreamed that this little girl was actually from the Chaoyang Sect.

Of course, it was Gu Panxia himself who proposed to announce himself as the Chaoyang Sect. Firstly, he wanted to use his only strength to protect the Chaoyang Sect. Secondly, it was also considered as "acknowledging his ancestors and returning to the sect."

"She is actually from the Chaoyang Sect, no wonder!"

Under the ring, the elder of the Poison Sect stared gloomily at Gu Panxia on the ring.

He didn't know what the stinky girl had said to their sect master. Ever since the sect master was carried back by them, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Even when he fell into a coma and kept mumbling, he didn't know. What are you afraid of? Even your body is trembling.

Among the crowd, a young man dressed in black with an average appearance stared at Gu Panxia with sinister eyes.

He was none other than Murong Bai, who had dueled with Gu Panxia the day before yesterday.

Perhaps the injury has not healed yet. His face is very pale, and his lips are bloodless. His long, white hands are clenching tightly, making a "clucking" sound.

"Gu Panxia, ​​you can finally take the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, otherwise, I will never let you go!"

He can't touch the leader of the martial arts alliance, but he will definitely try his best to kill other insignificant people!