Chapter 133

When the fighting platform began to emerge amazing candidates, Wang Nuo Nuo in the half empty annular suite had been unable to maintain his image of a lady.

What's the meaning of a group of men fighting and killing! Really, it's still interesting to fight with mecha, but it's not.

It's a pity that Miss Wang didn't think about the evil deeds she had done in Po battle net. The name she had already broken out could simply walk across the forum.

Now Wang Nuo Nuo has a new title.

Pretty girl! This is the top title that has been crowned since the video of that war came out!

Unfortunately, Wang Nuo Nuo recently did not go to the forum, do not know his reputation.

Now she's fiddling with her playful hair, twirling around with her white fingers.

Boring and boring

"Glutinous, Yuanren is on the stage, don't you want to see it?" Suddenly Wang Nuo Nuo heard his grandfather's call and looked up.

Zhang Zongyao and Wang Ji are standing together talking and laughing. At the moment, both of them are smiling at themselves.

That hateful Zhang Yuanren is going to play? People don't want to see it.

At this time, I have to praise Miss Wang's acting skills.

"Is it? Then I must have a good look at Yuanren's heroism. " Wang Nuo Nuo got up with a look of surprise and a little joy on his face. He stood up with his long legs and looked down.

……

"Is it my turn at last?" Zhang Yuanren's ten fingers were bent. He was not happy to see Mu fan show his face before. After that, there were many candidates with outstanding strength. For a time, the fighting field was full of wind and clouds.

This is not the result I want. Is there a lack of a strong scene now?

Start with yourself.

Looking up into the air, he believed that there must be many people watching him.

Provoked by the corners of his mouth, Zhang Yuanren walked to the No. 1 fighting platform. He wanted to make people who watched him subvert the impression.

His confidence is not the 18 grade constitution which is no longer amazing.

It's his hidden level 19 peak power, and Sanmen Combat skills above level B + never appeared before!

Standing still, Zhang Yuanren raised his head slightly and looked at the opponent with special fighting cloth wrapped around his wrists.

It's like fighting skills that are characteristic of a small, remote planet.

In particular, they are famous for their close combat, but their killing moves are actually on their feet. At that time, the real Yin moves were the foot Kung Fu of the cold shoulder.

Looking at the eager expression in the eyes of the people in front of him, Zhang Yuanren showed a sneering smile.

"I'll give you a hand." Gently spit out this sentence, Zhang Yuanren really left behind.

The face of the young man with dark complexion changed, and his eyes were filled with anger. The fierce fist style hit directly.

"How can Yuan Ren carry a hand on his back?" Wang Ji said.

"I guess I have confidence in myself. I also have confidence in dogs. I might as well continue to read on." One side of Zhang Zongyao said with a smile, listening to Wang Nuo Nuo secretly straight mouth.

Zhang Yuanren's intention this time is to set up prestige. His eyes are cold and cruel.

The five fingers of the right palm suddenly close together and the fingertips point inward.

Then, when the dark boy's ferocious blow came, it turned into a mirage.

All the heavy blows of the opponent were lost.

But the dark boy's ability was more than that. The wrist combat cloth belt suddenly brought a strange whirlwind, and the speed of his fist soared again.

Here it is, huh.

Zhang Yuanren's eyes are staring at the opponent's legs, and suddenly his eyes stare! The right elbow swings, then the hand knife suddenly divides into four illusions. Tap! Chop! Bluff! File!

Then I saw the figure of the opponent flying and kneeling on the ground with a plop.

The bones of both legs were broken in an inch.

The dark boy's face was full of pain, and he could not understand what had happened in a moment, but the pain of his legs could not move at all.

Hum, eight inch! Half of A-level fighting skills are cheap for you.

Zhang Yuanren looked at the man cruelly and suddenly reached out.

"What is he going to do?" Someone saw Zhang Yuanren's move.

Holding his opponent's neck, Zhang Yuanren looked at the dark face of the other party and began to blush in constant struggle. He said softly, "please, I will spare your life."

The dark boy suddenly stopped shaking, staring at Zhang Yuanren.

Pooh!

A mouthful of bloody spit spat on Zhang Yuanren's face. The dark boy laughed happily, but he was stuck in his throat and could only make a hissing sound.

Zhang Yuanren looks cold, as if looking at a dead man, his right hand pinching his neck suddenly throws it up, and then turns around and throws a flying kick in the air.

The dark boy was kicked down and flying body left a series of blood heavy fall under the stage, life and death do not know.

"Waste." Zhang Yuanren shook his right hand and stepped down with his negative hand.For a while, people around him looked at him with a little dodgy eyes. This man was so cruel.

Wang Nuo Nuo in the middle of the air no longer wants to see it any more. He sits back on the excuse of his discomfort.

Zhang Zongyao had a pleasant chat with Wang Ji, who did not change his face. Neither of them knew what they were thinking.

Mu fan over there didn't pay attention to the situation here. He looked at Eli. After a struggle, he finally got hurt and won the final victory.

Two hours have passed by now.

Finally, with the major's announcement.

"At the end of the first round, please leave. The remaining candidates will continue to compete in the second round. "

The scene is in a state of uproar, and there is no time for rest?

But the military didn't mean to explain. You can't leave by yourself. No one will stop you.

The scene was tumultuous for a while and then quieted down.

The major looked at the crowd without expression and said, "the second round of competition begins."

And then he turned and left.

Many electronic nameplates on people's hands began to vibrate, but now all people's faces are no longer as relaxed as before. Instead, they are dignified and worried.

Some people have not recovered from a terrible battle, others have just finished the last one.

At this time, no one wants to be the first group to be called out, because the later those who come to power, the longer the rest time, the greater the comparative advantage.

If the first match is just over, the second one will go up immediately, which is the worst.

Yi Lai and Pajie are worried about waiting for the notice, but at this moment, Mu fan's electronic name plate suddenly shakes.

At the same time, the sound of electronic broadcasting spread all over the fighting platform.

"208 vs. 1578, 43."

When you hear the first number, Paje and Eli look up at the same time! Staring at the 43 fighting platform in the field.

They didn't forget that it was on this stage that Phil was beaten to pieces and his life and death were unknown.

Who is 1578?

All of a sudden, they saw Mu fan, who had been sitting quietly in front of them, got up and walked quietly to the field.

It's bad luck that I went to the first round.

No!

Recalling the number of Mu fan in the last scene, they looked at each other and opened their eyes at the same time.

Mufan, 1578.

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