Tang Yi stepped into the portal, suddenly the world changed, and stepped into the arena for the third time.

At the same time, there was a notification from the gladiator.

"In this scene, the battlefield newcomer Saint Emperor clothes, against the six-star Saint Emperor An Zimo!"

The sound circulated, echoing the world.

Hearing this announcement, the audience at the Kamikaze Arena was again in an uproar.

"This is the rookie's clothes again! The third game today!"

"It seems that the Kamikaze Dojo wants to test the strength of this clothes emperor, so he will arrange for him to test one after another."

"Hey, have you made the wrong point? Isn't the point the key to his opponent? Oh my god, his opponent is actually Six-Star Saint Emperor An Zimo!"

"One arrow destroys the **** An Zimo! It is actually the beautiful lady Emperor An Zimo! The clothes Saint Emperor actually matches the Miss An Zimo!"

"Ms. An Zimo is ranked 15th in the ranking of the Holy Emperor, and she is extremely strong! But she rarely tries to compete. If she often competes, she may have a seat in the top ten!"

"The clothes emperor can match Miss Anzimo, that is to say, this clothes emperor has the strength of six-star holy emperor level? It's amazing! Who is this clothes emperor? How have he never heard of his name before? number?"

"Actually, the clothes emperor can match the six-star emperor-level warrior, which is not surprising. After all, in the previous competition, he defeated the four-star emperor Ning Jingyao in one boxing, and he certainly has the six-star emperor. Emperor-level strength. But what I did not expect was that he actually matched Miss Anzimo."

"Ms. An Zimo rarely shoots, but she didn't expect that she suddenly came to match today!"

"Wow, I'm looking forward to this battle. It's my pleasure to see Miss Anzimo shot."

"Me too! Miss An Zimo is my goddess!"

"Come on, return your goddess, but the people are strong emperors. What kind of green onion do you qualify for admiration?"

"I'm afraid the Saint Emperor's winning streak is about to end here. It's okay for everyone else, and for Miss Anzimo, he has absolutely no chance of winning."

"Yes, Miss Anzimo will win!"

"..."

In the auditorium, there was a lot of discussion.

Although the scene was very warm when Tang Yi and the other emperors were compared before, but compared with this moment, it is simply a rare thing.

The appearance of An Zimo and Tang Yi's competition seemed to ignite a huge gunpowder barrel, and the whole audience was ignited at once, making the atmosphere of the entire audience warm and extremely close to the level of discussing the uproar of the audience. .

It can be seen how popular An Zimo is.

"Wow!"

In the discussion of everyone, the mask of the gladiatorial field disappeared at once, revealing the true faces of both parties.

Tang Yi went on for three times in a row, and his face full of scars was already well known to the audience, so the audience would naturally not pay attention at this moment.

On the other hand, although An Zimo appeared not too often, and he was considered an old acquaintance in the eyes of the audience, his appearance still received attention from the audience.

Whether it's a man or a woman, they all focused on An Zimo's body.

Nothing else, because An Zimo is beautiful!

The cold and proud temperament, the tall figure, the beautiful face, the extraordinary strength, such a perfect woman, the audience does not want to pay attention!

It is so perfect!

Not to mention the audience, even Tang Yi, when he saw An Zimo's first glance, was a little surprised, and then sighed in his heart, so beautiful and cold woman.

Yes, it is a woman, not a girl!

This Anzimo exudes the smell of a mature woman. This feeling, I have to say, is fascinating.

No, to be precise, it fascinates the majority of men.

"You are that clothes?"

As soon as the reticle disappeared, An Zimo glanced at Tang Yi with a pair of cold eyes, his expression full of pride and disdain.

To be honest, Tang Yi did not like this kind of gaze, so his attitude was also very cold: "Yes, I am."

"I received news that you defeated Ning Jingyao, a four-star emperor, in a boxing match. Its strength is comparable to that of the six-star emperor, or even stronger. So, I came to the Kamikaze battlefield to participate in the match. Take a look at who is the so-called clothes with a level of even greater strength than the six-star Holy Emperor, but I didn't expect it to look like this now, but I think it is not the case. The people of the Kamikaze fighting field exaggerate you.

An Zimo said disdainfully.

Speaking of such disdainful words with a beautiful face, I have to say that this lethality is extremely amazing.

No matter which man is said in this way, I am afraid it will be unbearable.

This is like a pretty woman, glancing at you and saying you are not good.

Man, how can it be said no?

This will definitely not work.

So Tang Yi fought back.

"You're not too good," Tang Yi said lightly. The look was indifferent.

When I saw An Zimo before, Tang Yi was still a little amazed, and had some good feelings in her heart. After all, a big beautiful woman stood in front of her and couldn't even hate it even if she wanted to.

But seeing An Zimo's arrogant attitude, and hearing such a proud word, all the goodwill in Tang Yi's heart suddenly disappeared.

"Hehe. You are the first person to say this to me." An Zimo sneered and said coldly.

"You are also the first person who looks so beautiful but disgusts me." Tang Yi responded.

"Ok?"

Somehow, after hearing the words from Tang Yi, An Zimo was inexplicably dissatisfied in his heart. Although he did not know why he was unhappy, there was a feeling of discomfort in his heart.

Although she didn't care whether other people hated herself, but after hearing Tang Yi's words, her heart was inexplicably turbulent.

If it had been before, someone else said that she would have ignored it, and there would not be any waves in her heart.

However, I don't know why ~lightnovelpub.net~ The strange scarred man in front of him casually affected her state of mind.

"Speaking indiscriminately, that has to pay the price." An Zimo said coldly.

"Ha ha."

Tang Yi sneered and said, "I'm not here to talk to you and love you. I want to pay the price and come up with strength. Don't talk about other nonsense."

After knowing An Zimo's attitude, Tang Yi had no affection for An Zimo, so he didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

"Okay, you asked for it. I originally wanted to learn from you, but now, you are angering me, so I plan to teach you a lesson."

An Zimo said.

With that, her prime hand shook slightly, and a long white sword appeared in her hand.

Holding a long sword, An Zimo's feet were slightly raised, his posture was swung, and he shouted, "Xue Ling!"

(End of this chapter)