37

The next day, the hour of six was approaching.

The two teams are standing at opposite ends of the stage, facing each other in a strained atmosphere.

The stage was a special one for the Great Brawl, much more spacious and sturdier than the one used for examinations at the beginning of the school year.

At the edge of the arena, the students of Dongming who had come to watch the battle were standing in pairs, talking to each other.

"Is Sister Zhu going to fight the Second Prince?"

"Isn't the second prince bound to lose? ..."

Suddenly, one of them shouted.

"I'm afraid you all don't know that Sister Zhu is not on the field, she's only directing from outside the field! And the Second Prince is still going to be on the field-"

At this remark, the crowd was shocked.

"Then ... the Second Prince's side, isn't that a sure win?"

"How could Sister Zhu, who has always been aloof and self-possessed, make such an uncool decision!"

While the students were talking, some of them opened a betting game to see which side would win.

Yue Ge stood on the martial arts stage, quietly using her spiritual awareness to observe the situation.

When she saw that the wise scholars had all placed their bets on the Second Emperor's side, she couldn't help but smile secretly.

In order to meet the requirements of the protagonist's face, and to titillate the readers - before the protagonist fights in the ring, the crowd must not think highly of him and even his team, and even mock him.

The most obvious manifestation of this is a betting game, where everyone bets on the protagonist to win.

This is a great time for the protagonist to make a little money!

If he bets secretly on himself to win, he will win. He'll be able to make back dozens or even hundreds of times his betting money, while gaining the admiration of the crowd.

What's not to like?

As expected, Jiu Fang Jie on the stage took a glance at the gathering of students and beckoned his younger brother Xiao Junye to come over.

Xiao Junye came over shaking his folding fan ...

Xiao Junye shook his folding fan again and went over.

Naturally, they went to place bets, and it looked like they bet a lot on their team.

Yue Ge ... Yue Ge also felt her heart to earn spirit crystals was leaping for joy.

She had a lot of spirit crystals, but who would mind having more money?

Just when Yue Ge was torn about whether she should go and bet on herself to win, she saw Zhu Yu outside the field turn around and head over there.

"Zhu, zhu schoolmate ...?" The student who hosted the betting game was trembling, if he hadn't remembered that he was in public, I'm afraid he would have shrunk back and pretended not to exist.

This sister Zhu didn't want to come after him, did she?

I should have known better than to open the bet!

Zhu Yu didn't care about his apprehension, he just took out a storage bag and tapped it on the table.

"Ten thousand spirit crystals, bet on the team I lead to win."

She said in a cold voice.

The student cried out, "Sister Zhu ... you want to bet too?"

Zhu Yu raised her eyes, "No?"

"But, naturally, I can!"

Zhu Yu finished what she had to do and headed back.

A pair of clear eyes looked at Yue Ge, as if to say, "Don't worry, I've done it."

Yue Ge paused and suddenly felt like laughing a little.

She lifted up and made a gesture of "thank you".

Zhu Yu stood outside the field, shaking his head slightly, a smile passing through his eyes.

It was not long before the sparring match began.

It had to be said that the Second Imperial Slag was not a very easy pair to deal with.

He was also extremely gifted, had good enlightenment and was diligent in his training .... Moreover, his mother's family was very powerful and could provide him with abundant resources for his training.

This is not without reason that such a fierce and stubborn person is still being cultivated by the emperor of the Holy Lan Empire as the only heir.

Even in the original, Jiu Fang Jie had risen to the Empyrean realm before he was matched up against him.

When faced with such a powerful pair, Yue Ge felt her blood boil even as she was cautious.

In the past, she would always hear a saying.

Men have the blood of battle in their bones, whereas women do not. Therefore, it was up to men to lead women, so that everyone would be better off.

--But fuck that!

With an order from the great power overseeing the battle, Yue Ge released her golden spirit net, her eyes burning with a burning battle spirit.

It was time to show these men that a woman's battle, a woman's bloodlust, was not something they could simply dismiss!

------

Half an hour later.

"Stop the match-" shouted the imperial power in exasperation.

The Ninth Fang Slag looked at the Second Imperial Slag who had fallen to the ground, nose bruised and covered in blood, and couldn't help but gulp.

#This day#

#Jiu Fang Jie remembered the long-lost

#The fear of being beaten up by Echigo so badly that he couldn't see anyone#

#The fear of Kakko#

But come to think of it, compared to the second prince, he himself is still considered good ... At least Yue Ge didn't use the Golden Spirit website ... to beat him up

The actual fact is that you can't get a good deal on your own.

The royal power leapt onto the stage, anxiously examining the state of the second imperial scum, and took the time to glance up at Yue Ge: "How dare you seriously injure a member of the royal family like that - do you know what a great crime that is?"

Yue Ge had already jumped off the stage as if it was no longer her concern, and stood beside Zhu Yu.

On hearing this, she said curiously, "I'm sorry, this is the first time I've heard of a rule against hurting people in a cut-throat match."

"Besides, this second prince is bumping himself into my golden spirit net ... what can I do?"

After saying that, Yue Ge spread out in mock regret.

The truth was also indeed true.

In the beginning, the second imperial slag did rely on his own great strength to show off all his might.

However, after the crowd had figured out his fighting style, they formed a formation under Zhu Yu's strict calculation and subtle command, and united to trap the Second Imperial Slag.

In this formation, the Second Imperial Slag tried hard to break through, but always ran into the Golden Spirit Net that was hidden somewhere unexpectedly, and his head suddenly broke into blood.

Naturally, these practitioners were all outstanding talents to be selected for the upcoming martial arts competition.

The Second Imperial Slag's team members were no slouches either.

But under Zhu Yu's powerful insight of unpredictability, they froze without finding the captain who would rescue them, and watched as the other side trapped the Second Imperial Slag in the formation-

and then vacated to deal with them.

Thus, the whole army was wiped out.

Knowing that their side was not justified, the royal masters weighed their options and held their breath.

At this point in time, the Hundred Kingdoms Martial Competition takes precedence over everything else!

You can't take on the Zhu Yu girls now and damage the empire's interests ...

The imperial greats can only hold their breath and take the second imperial scum down for treatment.

Big victory!

Zhu Yu's team is also not much damage, one of the giddy, shouting to go to the restaurant again to eat a meal and celebrate properly.

Yue Ge smiled and excused himself, "Zhu and I have some personal business to attend to, so I won't be going. I'll pay for the spirit crystals."

One large man, unsure of what to do, tried to invite him again, but was stopped by the rest of his teammates, who said.

"We know - we all know, you can go!"

"We don't need to ask you to pay for the crystals, you and Miss Zhu are the ones who won the competition!"

"Let's go, see you tomorrow ..."

After saying that, he dragged the big man away with him.

As he walked away, he could still hear the big man's confused loud voice: "What's wrong? What are you guys squeezing your eyes for? Don't you want to talk about it?"

Looking at the group's distant backs, Yue Ge couldn't help but lose her smile.

She tugged on Zhu Yu's sleeve and said, "Let's go, we won't let them go out to eat today ... back to the Cold Moon Residence, I'll make it for you."

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.

After a pause, he added: "Today there should be dark moon flying camels."

The Dark Moon Flying Camel was a large demonic beast with a heavy hump on its back and fat, fleshy wings.

They are an expensive means of transport for northern desert cultivators, and are also an extremely tasty food.

The taste of the hump and meat wings in particular ... is one of the best.

The more you think about the descriptions of flying camel meat in the canonical books, the more you can't help but get a mouthful.

... two foodie hearts at the same time.

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The first thing you need to do is to go back to the kitchen.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing.

Yue Ge's steps were halted.

No matter how smoothly she was going, injuries were still unavoidable when facing a fighter of her own level or even higher.

At this moment, the fragmented wounds on her body were not much different from the ones she had sustained when she had sparred with Zhu Yu when she first arrived at Cave Ming Academy.

But now, after nearly two years, Yue Ge ... has become so used to being injured that even the pain seems minimal.

This small injury does not affect any movement at all, and there is no need to take even the healing pills, it will recover on its own in a few days.

In principle, there is naturally no need to apply medicine.

But ...

The first thing you need to do is to look into Zhu Yu's clear, crisp, transparent eyes.

She ghostly nodded: "... good."

------

Good what good!

I should have traveled back in time and covered the mouth of the one who nodded and said yes!

Yue Ge hugged her robe to her chest, while her back was naked.

It was clear that when Zhu Yu had administered medicine to her ... before, she was also in this position, with a large portion of her back exposed.

But at that time, it felt so natural that it was nothing at all - but now it was so embarrassing that she wanted to bury her head between her knees and pretend to be an ostrich.

Despite this level of embarrassment, Yue Ge did not show her emotions and was calm and collected.

Zhu Yu sat down on his knees behind her.

Yue Ge smiled: "Aiya, this wound is fragmented, it's not much of a problem, a little medicine will suffice ... don't we still have to eat the Dark Moon Flying Camel?"

Think of your dignity as a foodie!

Think of the delicious flying camel meat!

Don't delay too long in applying the medicine, sister!

Zhu Yu said flatly, "This is more important than the flying camel."

With that, she dabbed the ointment on her long fingers and wiped it on Yue Ge's back.

Yue Ge became more and more uncomfortable.

With every click of that finger, Yue Ge couldn't help but imagine what kind of scene it would be.

Zhu Yu's was so beautiful ... that even the act of smearing the medicine must have been as elegant and moving as playing the piano, right?

For a while, Zhu Yu was silent, while Yue Ge kept a smile on his face and wandered into the sky.

I thought that it would remain silent until the end, but Zhu Yu abruptly opened his mouth and said, "Do you know what kind of Xiu Luo tattoo on your back looks like?"

... What?

Yue Ge half tilted her head inexplicably, and before she could speak, she subconsciously spilled out, "Uh-!"

Finger lightly traced the touch.

Probably ... is along the line where the Shura woman feels most keenly ...

If it is not, yet it is clear and tickles the heart.

Yue Ge quickly reacted that it was the piece of Shura tattoo on her back!

As a celestial spirit cultivator, naturally there would be no Shura tattoo.

But Yue Ge had carried these tattoos since he was born, and they wouldn't hide away on their own.

Nowadays, these gaudy golden tattoos would be nothing more than floral ornaments without any symbolic meaning ...

But who would have thought that the place where that piece of grain was imprinted ... was still so, so sensitive!

I don't know - have you wiped it yet? If you dawdle any longer but you're going to miss your meal - umm ah!"

Zhu Yu retracted, his tone bland: "There's no rush."

"Don't you want to see what ... these Shura tattoos look like?"