Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 468: White raccoon’s loss trick

Chapter 468 The white raccoon's attack

When the white raccoon came to the stage, the disciples below were instantly excited.

"Junior Sister Bai turns out to be No. 6."

"Junior Sister Bai is finally on stage, I'm just waiting to see Junior Sister Bai's match."

"Junior Sister Bai vs. Senior Brother Cen, guess who will win."

Hearing the discussions of the disciples behind him, Xue Han couldn't help turning around and glaring at them.

"Is there any need to guess? It's naturally our Junior Sister Bai."

When all the disciples heard the words, they immediately shut up, not daring to speak out.

Lan Mingyu also raised her eyebrows in approval.

The white raccoon will definitely win, as far as Cen Shufeng's cultivation level is concerned, he is not worthy to lift the white raccoon's shoes.

On the stage, Cen Shufeng frowned as he watched the white raccoon flying onto the stage.

"Is that you?"

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows evilly, bowed with a smile and said, "Isn't it just me, Brother Cen please enlighten me."

Cen Shufeng's eyes turned cold, and he swung his sword directly.

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the tricks."

Cen Shufeng didn't have a good impression of Bai Lier at all.

Actually, he doesn't have a good impression of anyone who gets close to Leng Yihan.

Regardless of whether she is the leader of Iron Blood or not, they are destined not to be the same.

Cen Shufeng doesn't have a good impression of the white raccoon, and the white raccoon naturally doesn't like the thick-skinned Cen Shufeng either.

The two quickly started fighting.

Cen Shufeng is an earth-type mysterious spirit master. Obviously, this long sword is not a suitable weapon for him, and it does not show his advantages at all.

The white raccoon is not polite, and directly followed what Leng Yihan and Lan Mingyu said, and immediately used the Burning Heart Sword to hit Cen Shufeng's vitals.

Cen Shufeng was shocked, he didn't expect the white raccoon to be so fierce, he immediately condensed the earth spirit power in his body, and swung a mountain of earth towards the white raccoon.

The white raccoon frowned, and with a flick of his figure, he walked around the dirt mountain directly.

With a "boom", the mountain of dirt fell onto the stage and disappeared instantly.

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows and looked at Cen Shufeng evilly.

This earth mountain is not strong enough. Compared with the old city lord, this kid is really lacking in ability.

Seeing the white raccoon's disdainful eyes, Cen Shufeng was instantly furious.

Concentrating the curse with both hands again, he swung countless sand and dirt at the white raccoon.

The white raccoon hooked its lips evilly, and instantly used the silver fox steps.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and the white raccoon disappeared.

Cen Shufeng was also startled, and immediately turned around to the back, but he couldn't see anything, he could only drive the earth spirit power indiscriminately in a panic.

In an instant, the entire stage was covered with dust, and even Cen Shufeng could only see a shadow of the people below, let alone white raccoons.

The white raccoon walked on silver fox steps, teleported quickly, and suddenly the Burning Heart Sword was thrown out, and it slashed towards Cen Shufeng.

"Ah..."

Cen Shufeng held his face in his hands for a moment and screamed.

The dark red blood slipped from his fingers and was buried in the sand.

Hearing Cen Shufeng's cry, the disciples below all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's Senior Brother Cen's voice, what's wrong with Senior Brother Cen?"

"Senior Brother Cen seems to have been stabbed by Junior Sister Bai."

"What, Brother Cen got injured so soon?"

Everyone talked a lot, and all stretched their necks to look into the dust and mist.

Among the dust and mist, two vague figures are fighting fiercely.

"Hmm..."

"Hiss..."

As the Burning Heart Sword kept waving, more and more scars appeared on Cen Shufeng's body.

Lan Mingyu at the bottom heard Cen Shufeng's screams from time to time, instantly amused, and clapped her hands happily.

"Good fight."

Being stabbed several times by the white raccoon one after another, Cen Shufeng didn't even touch the white raccoon's hair. He desperately turned around to look for someone, but only saw flying dust.

Cen Shufeng became more and more angry, and finally couldn't help but exploded.

"Bai Lier, don't hide if you have the ability, let's have a good fight."

The white raccoon's eyes flickered, and he raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

He wants to be beaten as fast as he can, so she is naturally willing to fulfill him.

"Okay!"

The white raccoon suddenly appeared in front of Cen Shufeng, which startled Cen Shufeng.

Looking at Cen Shufeng's sluggish expression, the white raccoon hooked his lips evilly, "I don't mean to have a good fight, come on."

The wind and sand gradually dissipated, and everyone finally saw the two on the stage again.

Looking at Cen Shufeng's distressed appearance, everyone below was stunned for an instant.

How did Senior Sister Bai make Senior Brother Cen look like this? This is simply too miserable.

"Yeah!"

Cen Shulin looked at the white raccoon with a sullen face, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at the white raccoon.

The white raccoon stood still, and waited for Cen Shufeng's sword to reach him, then suddenly dodged, and at the same time, luck and palm hit Cen Shufeng's chest fiercely.

With a "boom", Cen Shufeng was directly sent flying, but he didn't fall off the stage, and stopped after barely falling to the edge of the stage.

The white raccoon controlled its strength very well, not only did it not knock Cen Shufeng off the stage, it also made him suffer a bit.

This kid has harassed Xue Fei several times, and has been trying to find out about her. She can't let him go so easily, she must teach him a lesson.

The white raccoon squinted his eyes, and then another cyan black force flew out.

Cen Shufeng was startled, and he didn't care about the pain in his chest, so he rolled on the spot, dodging the white raccoon's attack in embarrassment.

On the stage, the two quickly fought again, but most of them were played by the white raccoon pressing down on Cen Shufeng, playing tricks on him.

The disciples below all watched the battle between the two with strange faces.

"Junior Sister Bai's profound strength is so strong."

"Is this the point? The point is that the profound energy is blue."

"That's right, Junior Sister Bai has actually been promoted to Qingling."

"In just three months, Junior Sister Bai has been promoted from Chengling to Qingling. This is too heaven-defying."

"It took me more than 20 years to go from Cheng Ling to Qing Ling, but she only used it for three months, which is too exciting."

"Not only is she promoted quickly, but you can see that her spiritual power is different from ours, and it is obviously much stronger than ours."

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the white raccoon's astonishing speed and the unusually rich blue profound energy.

After being slapped several times by the white raccoon, Cen Shufeng became more and more irritable.

"Bai raccoon, don't use your profound strength if you have the ability, we are purely fighting with sword moves."

Cen Shufeng clutched his chest, frowning and glaring at the white raccoon sullenly.

This damned woman is really as annoying as that **** Leng Yihan.

Competing sword moves?

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Okay, since Senior Brother Cen likes to compete with swords, I'll play with you."

The white raccoon stopped using his profound strength as he spoke, and raised his plain hand, and the Fenxin Sword flew directly between Cen Shufeng's eyebrows.

Cen Shufeng broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and immediately swung his sword to block it.

The white raccoon compared his sword with both hands, and made a circle on Cen Shufeng's chest with an evil smile.

Fenxinjian seemed to have sensed it, and immediately moved to Cen Shufeng's chest, and made a circle on both sides of his chest.

Two pieces of clothes on Cen Shufeng's chest fell off in an instant, revealing two spots.

"Ah..."

When the female disciples watching the battle saw this, they all cupped their eyes and screamed.

Leng Yihan also immediately covered Murong Xuefei's eyes.

Mo Beichen frowned suddenly and waved his hand casually.

Before the white raccoon had time to see clearly, a red gauze appeared on his eyes.

The white raccoon pouted depressedly, but didn't take the red yarn down.

Ah Mo is just making a fuss, she has never seen anything in modern times before, but Cen Shufeng's body like a dead chicken, she doesn't even want to show it to her.

Cen Shufeng came back to his senses, and immediately frantically covered his chest.

"You... you crazy woman."

The eyes under the red gauze turned cold, and the corner of the white raccoon's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and he drove the Burning Heart Sword again to swipe towards his waist.

With a "whoosh", Cen Shufeng instantly felt his legs feel chilly.

"Ah..."

"Hahahaha..."

The woman's screams and the men's laughter instantly resounded throughout the arena.

Elder Tu patted the table and leaned back laughing, "Bai girl, how did you come up with this bad move?"

Elder Feng and Elder Yuan were also full of smiles, even Shi Jiu couldn't help laughing.

But Bu Yangzi twitched his eyes with a dark face.

This girl is ready for a martial arts competition, why make her so embarrassed? My master is still there.

Bu Yangzi secretly glanced at Yan Junxian, seeing that she was still expressionless, he was not sure if she was angry or not.

Cen Shufeng tightened his legs suddenly, covered his chest with one hand, and held his pants with the other, staring at the white raccoon with a flushed face, "You...you..."

Cen Shufeng wanted to curse in shame and anger, but he couldn't say a word.

"Go down..."

"Europe..."

The male disciple watching the battle looked at the embarrassed Cen Shufeng, and immediately booed.

Hearing the booing from below, Cen Shufeng was even more ashamed, and ran off the stage in embarrassment with his pants up.

"Cough..."

Seeing that Cen Shufeng was gone, Elder Yuan coughed lightly and announced, "The white raccoon has advanced."

The white raccoon pulled down the red gauze from his eyes, bowed to Elder Yuan, Bu Yangzi and others on the high platform, and flew back to Mo Beichen.

Before Mo Beichen could speak, the white raccoon raised the red gauze in his hand as if begging for a reward, "I didn't see it."

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows evilly, "He should thank you for not being interested in him."

The white raccoon twitched the corners of his eyes with black lines, and directly threw the red gauze in his hand back to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen was not annoyed, and stuffed the red gauze into his arms.

The white raccoon blushed, and glared at Mo Beichen coquettishly.

This guy's face is really thicker than the city wall.

"Disciple No. 7 will compete on stage."

Hearing Elder Yuan's shout, Murong Xuefei's heart tightened, she turned to look at Leng Yihan and the others and said, "I'm going up."

The white raccoon patted Murong Xuefei's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't be nervous, just do your best."

Murong Xuefei pursed her lips, "Yes."

Actually, there is nothing to be nervous about, and she doesn't want to be the first disciple, so it doesn't matter whether she wins or loses.

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei worriedly, "Be careful."

"Okay."

Murong Xuefei nodded and flew onto the stage.

"It's Junior Sister Murong."

The group of male disciples below suddenly regained their spirits.

Leng Yihan's face darkened in an instant, and his dark eyes swept coldly at those male disciples who were booing.

Although they didn't know who Leng Yihan was, the male disciples all kept silent in a tacit understanding, but everyone still looked at Murong Xuefei on the stage with great interest.

Murong Xuefei didn't come out of Bai Yufeng very often, even if everyone was in the same academy, they would seldom see her.

Rarity is the most precious thing, so compared to the famous flower Manjusawa, the white raccoon, everyone is more interested in Murong Xuefei, the iceberg snow lotus.

When Yan Junxian on the high stage saw Murong Xuefei coming to the stage, anticipation flashed in her indifferent eyes.

Soon, another disciple flew onto the stage.

Is it him?

Seeing that man, the white raccoon raised his eyebrows evilly.