"That's what I said, but I still feel a bit hung up." The man continued to shake his head.
"Are you out of your head? Since Ling Chuxi dares to fight, he must be sure. You're worried about eating radish. There's too much nonsense! If you really don't believe her, we'll have a bet, too? " Ling Chuxi's fanatical fans are more than Xu Changlao, said the young man impatiently.
"If you want to bet with her, isn't she looking for someone to bet?" The man pointed to the blue heart rain and Meixiu who were not far away with a face full of excitement and sweat.
"When you say you're in a bad head, you're really in the water. They bet on Ling Chuxi, and I bet on Ling Chuxi. How can I bet? If you want to gamble, you should bet. " The young man looked at him with disdain. After a long time, he turned out to be a guy with a brain problem. It's really useless to talk to him.
"I Forget it. I'm not interested in this. " The man hesitated for a moment, but finally he didn't dare to bet.
Like these two people, people on the scene had different views on Ling Chuxi's response to the war. Some people were full of doubts about Ling Chuxi, but others firmly believed in it. However, all of them were full of expectations for the decisive battle that was about to begin.
"Let's go!" Meng Zheng backhand pulled out the long knife behind his back, pointing to Ling Chuxi, and said with a fierce face.
"Wait a minute, how is this one compared?" Ling Chuxi did not immediately start, but asked lightly.
"What is it and how to compare it?" Meng Zheng frowned.
Just like the Gongxi people's knife skills, all Mongolian martial arts pursue to kill with one strike. If you don't do it, you'll have to. If you move your hand, you will gather the whole body's vitality to the extreme, thus breaking out the strongest attack. Meng Zheng just condenses the vitality and killing intention, and is interrupted by Ling Chuxi's careless words. He feels extremely uncomfortable.
"Than what?" Ling Chuxi said.
"Martial arts competition, not martial arts, do you want to compare magic?" Meng Zheng asked impatiently.
"Of course, I know it's martial arts, but you're not just martial arts, but also physical training. Do you think it's fair?" Ling Chuxi asked.
After listening to Ling Chuxi's words, Meng Zheng was slightly stunned. He practiced both martial arts and body building. However, no matter whether he practiced martial arts or martial arts, he could cultivate his body invisibly. His body defense was much stronger than ordinary people, especially the demons. However, other people's physical training was not as professional and as high as his environment. What does Ling Chuxi mean by this question? Does she still want to use magic?
"It's not fair. Meng Zheng is practicing both martial arts and body building. But this competition was agreed in advance. It's just a contest. It's not fair." Don't wait for Meng Zheng to open his mouth, on the chairman of the family, Qian's master took the lead in saying.
"It's not bad. It's obviously a martial arts competition. If the young master of the Meng family uses the skill of body refining, he will take advantage of it." Wearing a pair of trousers, the Wei family master is used to echoing the way.
"Eh?" All people are strange to see these two old guys who sing one song and another. At the beginning, these old guys don't even want to have the face to flatter the three families of Meng Zheng Fang? How to suddenly face the battle, help Ling Chuxi talk. If we say that the first two games are knowing that things can't be violated, and they are afraid of being ridiculed by others for lying with open eyes, then why should they change their flag so soon before this one has begun?
It seems that the skill of refining is a little cheaper than that of martial arts, but it's true that they don't have the advantage of martial arts.
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