Chapter 632: The Battle of Self-Esteem (Subscription Request)

"Fat pig, your opponent is me."

A sinister voice came out from Zhong Dayong's mouth.

At this moment, he was standing in the air slightly above Ren Biluo, looking down at the fat woman with contempt, his eyes filled with extreme contempt.

He, Zhong Dayong, was once a handsome young man, and even had the cultivation level of a Fighting Saint.

In the whole world, if he just waved his hand, there would be countless women willing to devote themselves to him.

Although Zhong Dayong thinks he is free and easy, not all women can sleep with him.

Those he favored were all stunning beauties.

In his eyes, a woman like Ren Biluo, who looks like a fat pig, is not even a woman.

Therefore, when he saw the fat pig trying to show off to others, he almost felt nauseous and his mouth was full of contempt.

But Ren Biluo still got furious when the other party called her a "fat pig".

Her hair instantly turned into an icy blue color, with each strand standing upright. The icy hair rising into the sky was like an upside-down Milky Way, sinking straight into the clouds.

At this moment, her hair, eyebrows, and even her teeth were all covered with ice. Her eyes were as cold as ice for ten thousand years. The coldness in her eyes was even more severe than that of Zhong Dayong. She spat out large pieces of ice and said word by word:
"You, say, who?!"

How could she not know her own appearance?

But her appearance was innate, and even though she was a powerful Fighting Saint, she could not cut bones and replace flesh. After the great changes in the world, in order to keep her fighting spirit full and practice all the time, she had to eat more worldly food, so she became more and more fat.

She had fallen in love with Xiao Qianshan a long time ago.

She usually looks cold and only acts like a daughter in front of Senior Xiao Qianshan.

She had never seen impatience or contempt in Xiao Qianshan's eyes, so she was naturally happy and it was always like this.

No one has ever said anything wrong.

She also felt that there was no problem with this.

But Zhong Dayong's words today were like the most powerful steel bar, piercing her fragile heart, which was always full of suspicion, uncertainty, and extreme anxiety about her appearance.

She finally understood that her behavior might be really inappropriate in the eyes of others, especially in the eyes of Senior Xiao Qianshan.

Tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes, but she froze them into ice crystals.

She looked at Zhong Dayong with great hatred, who had shattered her daughter's fantasy, and wished she could cut the beast into pieces!

If the other person had just said "fat woman" or "fat man", she wouldn't be so sensitive and uncomfortable.

But the other party's words "fat pig" were extremely contemptuous and insulting, and even did not treat her as a human being at all, which made her explode instantly.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, and she even gave up on rescuing her master and directed her spearhead at the real beast!

"I'm talking to you. Can't you see what you look like? Are you angry? You fat pig."

Zhong Dayong doesn't take Biluo seriously at all.

The other party was just a five-star Douluo who had not been nourished by treasures for a long time, while he had already reached the peak of a six-star Douluo. He only needed some opportunities to enter the realm of a high-level Douluo.

In his eyes, this fat pig is a weakling. Even if the weakling shows his fangs and claws, why would he care?

What's more, looking at the ugly face under the other person's relatively pleasing hair made him feel a little disgusted.

The truth was told with great irony, and he greeted the other party.

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Biluo, who was diagonally below him, roared angrily.

The roar was so earth-shattering that it shook the entire space. He shook his head, and the hair that shot up into the sky, like thousands of steel bars, slammed down fiercely towards Xiao Dayong with a "bang!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Dayong was not panicked. The ghost fire on his body ignited, and with a slight sound, he moved to the side.

Although the opponent was not as strong as him, he had no intention of fighting head-on. This crude trick, like a shrew flipping a table, could not possibly hurt him.

After easily dodging it, Ren Biluo's hair, like an icy rainbow falling from the sky, flew directly into the sea.

The sea water was torn like cloth, and the scarlet color under the seabed was shaking violently as if it was electrocuted. Dozens of islands in a straight line were smashed to pieces.

Rotten wood, rotten leaves, rotten mud, and the rotten corpses of insects and snakes spread out from the hairline on the sea surface like dirty water.

The people who were resting and watching the battle on the island were terrified. Before they could escape, they were swept hundreds of miles away by the waves carrying ice crystals. They finally steady themselves and swam away.

Everyone was so horrified that they dared not watch the fight nearby and swam towards the farther islands.

After Ren Biluo missed her first attack, she did not stop at all. She roared like a beast, shook her head, and continued to sweep towards Zhong Dayong.

Zhong Dayong did not hide at this moment. He took out a sharp stick from his pocket, squeezed it lightly, and a ghost fire ignited on the stick. He then threw it at Ren Biluo's shaking hair.

The will-o'-the-wisp stick hit Ren Biluo's hair accurately, igniting a blazing will-o'-the-wisp fire.

The smell of burning filled the air, and Ren Biluo's long ice-blue hair, which was like a waterfall, was burned by the ghost fire and fell into the sea in large quantities.

Only when the ice on Ren Biluo's hair shone brightly did the will-o'-the-wisp fire that was still burning towards her head be extinguished.

When the coldness faded away, only a small piece of Ren Biluo's hair was left, with some burnt black strands, just like an inch-long short haircut.

Zhong Dayong, who had burned off Ren Biluo's hair, had a gloomy face. As he looked at Ren Biluo's hair that had lost its color after being burned and looked like a tomboy, he actually showed a satisfied smile.

It looks much better this way.

If you are ugly, don't have nice hair. This short, charred, curly hair is just right for this fat pig.

"I want you to die!! Roar~!!"

At this moment, Ren Biluo seemed no longer a woman, but a real beast.

She opened her mouth wide and spat out a huge icicle made up of countless ice crystals, which she stabbed at Zhong Da who was still looking down at her.

This attack was filled with overwhelming holy power.

The clouds in the sky and the water underground all froze into large pieces of ice, also forming huge icicles, which stabbed towards Zhong Dayong in every direction without any blind spots.

It seemed as if he wanted to pierce the opponent's body.

Zhong Dayong snorted, but did not dare to be negligent.

He took out a green wooden stick from his sleeve and slapped it on his body.

The blazing ghost fire spread from his body and stopped when it was a hundred feet away, fighting against the stabbing ice cones.

This fat pig wants him to die, but he dare not let him die.

This fat pig has the cultivation level of a Fighting Saint. Its fat meat and soul power are what the Master must obtain.

If I get hurt, I won't be able to explain to my master.

The master just asked him to hold the other party back. After the master killed the two old guys, Xiao Qianshan and You Bing, he would take action and capture this fat pig.

He would not, and there was no need to, fight to the death with this fat pig.

(End of this chapter)