It can be said that from the first day Nuoya joined Tianshimen, she has always been a famous figure in Tianshimen and attracted people's attention.

"oh?"

"That girl, did you also join the Tianshimen?"

The skinny man always likes to be quiet, so he didn't want to participate in such occasions.

However, when he heard Nuoya's name, he chuckled lightly, and followed the little fat man to have a look.

At this point, the battle has already begun.

Both sides of the battle are young women.

One of them, holding a long sword, brandished his sword skills and launched attacks without stopping.

While tossing and turning, a set of sword techniques danced like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This person, not others, is the goddess in the hearts of all the disciples of Tianshimen, Nuoya.

"How about it?"

"Junior Sister Nuoya is amazing."

"It is said that it has only been half a year since I joined the Tianshimen. But the way of swordsmanship and thunder can be penetrated at a single point."

"Junior Sister Nuoya has already won three rounds in a row in this Zongmen Tianjiao battle."

"Besides, Junior Sister looks alluring, and she is also the princess of India's most wealthy family."

"I don't know such a strange girl like this, which bastard will be cheaper in the future?"

While watching, the little fat man salivated.

Let such a beautiful and noble woman be a wife and bear children for herself, what a sense of accomplishment it must be.

"Well, it's really not bad that a person with no foundation in martial arts can practice this sword technique to this extent in just half a year."

"However, at this point, I'm afraid it's the limit."

The thin man made a comment.

Nuoya's fans and Yong Lei were instantly angry, "Where did this come from?"

"Junior Sister Nuoya has the upper hand now, and the victory is already in my hands."

"This vegetable dog doesn't understand anything, and is still embarrassing here?"

"Dare you say that Junior Sister is going to lose?"

Many people stared angrily at the thin man.

The fat man hurriedly helped him out, saying that he was speaking unintentionally.

Then, he glared at the skinny man in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"If you don't understand in the future, don't talk nonsense."

The fat man felt that this skinny man was a newcomer, and he definitely didn't know much about martial arts. JrNovels.com