155: C155 The So-called Gap

C155 The So-called Gap

"Xue Xiaochai has already reached the Ninth Layer of Sight Stage, and that Shen Yih has also defeated Monk Ling Mu and Zhang Lianqi. Who do you think has a higher chance of winning?"

"Is there even a need to ask? No matter how powerful Shen Yih was, there was still a gap between him and Xue Xiaochai. In his early twenties, he already has the strength of a Sight Stage Ninth Layer. In the entire Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain, how many years has it been since he last appeared?"

"Now, even the number one genius of Spirit River Sect, Lin Yingru, has lost. Shen Yih, a number two genius, still dares to step onto the stage. I think he is just asking for humiliation."

"If I were Shen Yih, I would admit defeat. At least I can save some face for myself."

These people shook their heads and sighed as they talked. None of them had high hopes for Shen Yih.

In their point of view, Xue Xiaochai was the number one genius of Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain. There was no suspense in this match.

"Shen Yih, Xue Xiaochai is stronger than I thought. You must be careful later." At this time, Lin Yingru forced a smile and said. It seemed that the battle just now had a huge impact on her mentality.

"En, I understand." Shen Yih's reply was very simple, and he walked towards the ring.

Lin Yingru stared at Shen Yih's back worriedly. Now, even she felt that Shen Yih had no chance of winning this battle. Moreover, thinking about the relationship between Shen Yih and Xue Xiaochai, with Xue Xiaochai's personality, she would definitely use this opportunity to humiliate Shen Yih.

Lin Yingru originally wanted to persuade Shen Yih to give up, but in her heart, she knew very well that this was impossible.

Very quickly, Shen Yih held the long spear in his hand and stepped onto the arena.

A wave of thunderous shouts immediately sounded out from below the arena.

"Shen Yih, go down!"

"Xue Xiaochai, do your best!"

"Haha, guess how many moves Xue Xiaochai can defeat Xue Xiaochai?"

The mockery below the stage did not affect Shen Yih at all. He just looked at Xue Xiaochai expressionlessly. He was his fiancée in name.

To be honest, this was the first time he had met Xue Xiaochai face to face like this when he was reborn into Shen Yih.

When Shen Yih was looking at Xue Xiaochai, Xue Xiaochai was also staring at Shen Yih.

Xue Xiaochai originally thought that she could see hatred, greed, pride in Shen Yih's eyes. But she didn't expect that she wouldn't be able to see any emotions in Shen Yih's eyes. It was as if she was just an ordinary stranger to him.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable for a moment. As the daughter of the Sect Master of Muyun Sect, she was a daughter of a golden daughter. Her talent in Cultivation was the best in the entire Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain. Geniuses of the same generation could only live under her brilliance.

As for Shen Yih... He was merely the son of a small family, an ant-like figure. Being able to become her fiancé, even if he was only her fiancé in name, it was still a great blessing.

In the end, she didn't expect him to say that he wouldn't marry her. Moreover, when she saw him today, his eyes were still so calm, which made her feel humiliated.

Xue Xiaochai said coldly, "Shen Yih. I am very surprised that you are able to reach this step. But you are still not worthy of me! "Do you know why?"

Oh? " Shen Yih really wanted to hear it.

Xue Xiaochai said calmly, "You can only see this small area. You don't even know. In the world outside Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain, I will immediately follow the Imperial Family. Your future achievements will be limitless. These are not things you can imagine. You should understand. Therefore... Marrying me is just a dream in your heart. "

Shen Yih's lips curled up, revealing a mocking smile. "Xue Xiaochai, you are really a frog at the bottom of a well."

"What do you mean?" Xue Xiaochai narrowed her eyes.

"Do you think this dynasty is the whole world?" Shen Yih sneered. "Do you really think that getting cultivated by the royal family is the end of the future? You think that you have broken free from the restraint, but in fact, you have gone from one well to another. "

Xue Xiaochai's delicate body trembled and she was unable to refute.

Shen Yih said, "How big is this world? The vastness of this world is beyond your imagination. In this world, you are just a tiny ant, an ant, yet you keep dreaming about who is not worthy of you? This is ridiculous. "

Xue Xiaochai's face turned ashen. This was the first time a man had said 'ridiculous' in front of her!

"Also, I should have said that I am not interested in this engagement." Shen Yih said lightly.

Xue Xiaochai had always thought that Shen Yih had refused her back then because he was stubborn and wanted to attract her attention. In fact, she still had the thought of a toad eating swan meat in her heart.

After all, she was high and mighty. No matter if it was her family background, appearance, or the talent of the cultivation, they were all unparalleled. Even if he tortured a man endlessly, or even wanted to kill this man, this man would still forgive him!

In Shen Yih's heart, he must still be longing for him.

The more Xue Xiaochai saw Shen Yih's cultivation increase and his extraordinary talent, the more Xue Xiaochai hoped that there would be such a 'backup' who would worship her loyally.

In the end, when he said 'I'm not interested in this engagement' today, the arrogant Xue Xiaochai became unusually angry.

Xue Xiaochai tried her best to see the worship in Shen Yih's eyes, but the more she looked at her, the uglier her expression became. It was only now that she realized from Shen Yih's eyes that Shen Yih really did not have any feelings for her.

Furthermore, the ridicule and calmness in his eyes seemed more like he was looking at a pitiful person.

A frog at the bottom of a well!

Am I a frog at the bottom of a well?

"Ridiculous, absolutely absurd! Shen Yih, "You are just a disciple of a small family. "Whether it is your background or talent, you are nothing compared to me. You are the true ant. What right do you have to call me a frog in a well?" Shen Yih's eyes deeply hurt Xue Xiaochai's pride. Her body trembled slightly.

The people below the ring did not know what happened on the stage. There were not many people who knew about Shen Yih, Xue Xiaochai, and the betrothed. They only thought that Shen Yih and Xue Xiaochai were in a stalemate.

"What is Xue Xiaochai waiting for? Hurry up and defeat Shen Yih. Hurry up and let us witness this historical moment!"

"Yeah, I can't wait to see Xue Xiaochai follow the Imperial Family out of Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain."

These people kept whispering.

When the discussion below the stage entered her ears, Xue Xiaochai took a deep breath and shouted: "Shen Yih, since you are so arrogant and confident. Then I will let you understand. " The gap between us! " As she spoke, Xue Xiaochai waved her sleeve and the Tianyue Zither floated in the air.

Xue Xiaochai smiled coldly and her hands slapped on the Tianyue Zither. A large number of musical notes surged out.

At the same time that she slapped the Tianyue Zither, waves of white poisonous fog rose up, completely enveloping Shen Yih within the white fog.

This white fog completely covered the entire arena, it was even denser than when he fought Lin Yingru just now.

The people below the arena were unable to clearly see what was happening on the arena.

"Shen Yih, you must be careful." Lin Yingru nervously muttered to herself when she saw that there was no movement from Shen Yih in the white fog.

Not only Lin Yingru, but also the people from the Spirit River Sect looked desperate.

Just now, even the number one genius of Spirit River Sect, Lin Yingru, did not dare to stay in the white fog for too long with Xue Xiaochai. Shen Yih could only have a chance of survival if he broke this white fog quickly.

What was he waiting for?

"Shen Yih, let's see how you can escape from my Devil Mist Miasma!" Xue Xiaochai said coldly as she flicked the Tianyue Zither.

Lin Yingru's eyes were filled with anxiety. She could not help but stamp her feet and say, "Shen Yih, hurry up and break this white fog. Could it be that you can't even block Xue Xiaochai's move?"

Lin Yingru had just fought with Xue Xiaochai just now and naturally understood the terrifying aspect of this white fog and Tianyue Zither. Once she was trapped in this white fog for a long time, she would also not be able to resist it. This was because regardless of whether it was the white poisonous fog, Tianyue Zither, or the thin needles hidden in this white fog, the longer it dragged on, the greater the effect would be.

"Bai Heecong, it seems like Shen Yih from your Spirit River Sect is going to lose." On the high platform, the corner of Xue Lingbo's mouth curled into a smile as he spoke.

It seemed like Xiaochai's quota for going to the dynasty had been decided. Although this Shen Yih had given him a lot of surprises, it was only limited to this. In terms of true strength, he was still more than a level weaker.

"Humph! The competition hasn't ended yet. Anything can happen." Bai Heecong said stubbornly. In fact, even he knew that Shen Yih had yet to break the white fog and break free from it. He was afraid that Shen Yih had really lost.1

He was slightly disappointed in Shen Yih. He initially thought that even if Shen Yih could not defeat Xue Xiaochai, he could at least pose a threat to her. But now, it seemed like Shen Yih was really just a dark horse. In comparison, Shen Yih was just a dark horse. There was still a huge gap between these true geniuses.

"Hehe, Shen Yih. Don't tell me you only have this much strength?" Xue Xiaochai said with a cold smile, "What you said just now was like a river in the river. I thought you were very impressive. It turns out that you have only relied on luck to reach this stage. In that case, this match can end now!"

Xue Xiaochai had absolute confidence in her own Demonic Mist Miasma Technique. This Demonic Mist Miasma Technique complemented the Tianyue Zither even more. As long as one was trapped in the white poisonous fog caused by her Demonic Mist Miasma Skill, if one was unable to break free from it at the first moment, one would only be able to sink deeper and deeper.

Shen Yih might still have some other skills that he hadn't used yet, but he was afraid that he wouldn't have the chance to do so anymore.

Xue Xiaochai's eyes secretly flickered with killing intent. She was about to head to the royal family and fly away from the mountain. As long as she could kill Shen Yih in the arena without anyone knowing, Even if the others had guessed it, they would not blame her for it.

"Shen Yih, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you blame me, then blame me. You are just a tiny ant, yet you dare to provoke me. You asked for it!" Xue Xiaochai secretly prepared a killing move.

Just as Xue Xiaochai was about to use this killing move, she heard a calm voice coming from the white fog. "Oh, is that so? But I did not feel your so-called disparity."

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