The moon moved away from the eye light, and then saw the visitor.

A strong man, with a slight bow on his back and his stomach in his hands, is trying to walk fast.

A square Chinese character face, two big thick eyebrows almost close to each other, eyebrows locked, not too big eyes, this only a seam, clenching the lower lip, expression of pain.

What's wrong with him?

Everybody's thinking about it.

Yan Shu also looked at him not right, "he is not well?"

Jade Fox also can't see where the problem, immediately called out: "Wang Dali, what's the matter with you?"

"Disciple Disciple... "

Wang Dali has finally walked to the edge of the No. 3 Arena. He can't talk back. He has to sit down and talk about it.

One hand supported the ladder on the edge, and his feet could not support it. He fell down and sat on the ground.

When the elder of prison race saw him like this, he strode forward and asked, "are you Dali, the king of the river valley?"

"That's exactly what the elders said." Wang Dali spoke, and then he immediately called back to the VIP seat: "back to the jade hall leader, brother Disciple, I feel sick in my stomach, so I went out... "

The more he talked about the back, the lower the voice of Wang Dali. After all, he was embarrassed in front of so many people.

However, his words can still let everyone understand, some women can not help being a little embarrassed, the face is also a little unnatural.

Some people can't help but smile.

Yan Shu's face was dim. It was because of this that his voice sank: "well, since you are back, don't delay everyone's time. Let's start!"

"Yes." Wang Dali responds in a hurry and then holds up the ladder.

In fact, his legs are still soft and his stomach is still bothering.

"Wang Dali, are you sure you're ok?" he asked

Hearing the elder's question, Wang Dali, like a conditioned reflex, quickly replied: "sure, sure. I can. "

He was deeply afraid of the prison elders said let him not compare, speed up the pace from the opposite side of the moon.

Since he himself has said so, the elder of the prison race can't say anything, so he asked again, "are you ready?"

Month from nodded, "can start."

Wang Dali also said, "I can do it."

"Start." The chief supervisor of the contest gave a voice, and then he stepped out of the challenge arena.

However, neither of the two men in the challenge arena started first.

Wang Dali is going to do it first. As early as the supervisor was ready to shout, his eyes were fixed on the moon, and his palm power was condensed.

It's just In order to the elder's voice down, the first time to start, the stomach suddenly pumping, instant vent momentum, even pain twisted.

"Hiss Ah Ouch Wait, wait, wait, pain, pain. Belly, hiss Ouch... " Wang Dali couldn't help it, and his brow was squeezed into a ball.

The posture of the war changed in an instant, legs close together, slightly bent, bent over to embrace the belly.

The onlookers around him were also confused by his unexpected change. Many of the disciples of the meteor sect couldn't help but help their forehead, which made them embarrassed.

Long Fei night held back a smile and said, "is he so sure he can fight?"

Month Mo white light a smile way: "that must ask him oneself."

The month leaves the micro to smoke the corner of the mouth, the cold voice light said: "you this kind of situation, can still continue to fight?"? You'd better just throw in the towel! It's not too late to go to the toilet now. "

Give up? How about this?

Wang Dali said, "no No way. I won't lose I'm fine. " Hiss Pain!

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