The fifth round of competition can be said to be surprising, in addition to ghost foot seven against Barton is a second kill, Ling Qixuan and others are also a few breaths to beat the opponent to advance to the next round.

The top eight came out in a flash.

Hong Yang, Robinson, Guijiao Qi, Ling Qixuan, Mei Chaoying, Feng Pingbo, Guan Yuanshu and a Western handsome man named Adams.

Regardless of Hong Yang and Robinson for the time being, at first glance, Ling Qixuan and others are handsome men with outstanding temperament. They are very attractive to girls. Among the eight, ghost foot seven is an alien.

The rustic attire and rude appearance were detested by the majority of female compatriots.

Of course, there are some girls with unique tastes. At the moment, Yang Ling is accosted by a plump young woman.

What she means is that she likes powerful men like ghost foot seven

In the distance, watching the ghost feet seven and the young woman seemed to have a good chat. Mei Ning's face was as deep as water. Her sister Mei Ling giggled and said, "sister, it seems that your little catkins taste unique?"

"Smelly man!"

Mei Ning snorted, suddenly some worried way: "younger sister, do you think his leg is really hurt?"

"Oh, just now I've been calling someone a smelly man. Now I'm concerned?"

Meiling giggled and said, "in my opinion, he is deceiving himself to lower his odds and make a lot of money."

This girl is not really a good bird. She guessed Yang Ling's scheme of deceitful injury.

"Well..."

Meining hesitated. After hesitation, she took out a small bottle from her arms and said, "sister, go and give it to him for me."

"Why? Yuan green intermittent pills? This is the healing monster of our clan. "

"Sister, are you exaggerating?"

"Exaggeration, exaggeration?"

Meining explained in a hurry: "don't think about it. He helped me on that day. You can't watch him break his leg..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller. I don't believe what I said.

When the two girls were talking, the draw of eight into four had already begun.

The draw is also on the big screen. The difference is, the four groups will be drawn at the same time.

The number on the big screen changed a while. The first fixed number was 177, but Yang Ling's opponent was Robinson!

The scene immediately became noisy. The group of people in the gambling company quickly discussed what they were talking about. One by one, they were hesitant. It seems that the performance of ghost foot seven made it difficult for them to judge their strength.

Soon, the table was out.

GUI Jiao Qi vs Robinson, Ling Qixuan VS Hong Yang, Guan Yuanshu vs Adams, Feng Pingbo vs Mei Chaoying.

The four groups were very interesting, and the discussion in the hall was very enthusiastic.

A moment later, the plump young woman beside Yang Ling said with a smile: "Mr. ghost, the odds are out. The odds for you and Robinson are 1:2.5."

"You 1, Robinson 2.5."

Yang Ling said with a smile: "I can't see the efficiency of your company is very high."

"Well, I'll beat 50 million and win by myself."

The young woman was surprised and said, "Sir, 50 million is not small. Are you really so confident?"

"This Robinson is the last champion

Yang Ling jokingly said, "why, I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for it?"

The young woman smelt speech to smile, she said earnestly: "even if you win a billion at a time, we can pay off immediately!"

"I'll give you a record."

With a smile, Yang Ling turned 50 million yuan into gambling money with her mobile phone. She waved her hand and said, "OK, tell your boss, I'll go to the underground fighting match when I have time. You can go!"

The young woman got a positive reply from ghost foot seven, and her face was full of joy. She suddenly said with a smile: "Mr. ghost, I have learned a massage technique recently, which can help men get rid of fatigue."

"When the game is over, can I help you?"

Yang Ling heard the speech and said with a smile, "why, do you have no confidence in me?"

"If I win the championship, I will be a guest of the Lu family?"

"Cluck I'll cheer you on

The young woman leaves with a smile, and Yang Ling is too lazy to look at her at all. He is not interested in such a dusty woman.

"Ding, you smash a young woman's wish to help you do a special massage, attribute point + 1."

There was a half-hour break before the battle of the eight strong powers. Yang Ling got up directly and walked out of the hall. She planned to go back to her room and open the chest of wishes.

Now that he's finished dominating in his field, he's nothing more than a second place winner and a piece of warm sun jade will be finished. He has no interest in the final champion.

Just out of the cabin, suddenly a fragrant wind blows by, and Mei Ling is standing in front of her.

She said with a smile, "I thought you were going to have a massage with that coquettish woman.""The performance just now is good, give you 5 points."

Yang Ling jokingly said, "Miss Meiling is looking for me. She doesn't want to settle accounts for your sister, does she?"

Mei Ling didn't have a good way of speaking: "willow catkins, how can our sisters say that they are inborn, do you not like to see us?"

"For someone else, I've already asked him to kneel down and call him ancestor."

Yang Ling said with a smile: "good, Meiling ancestor, what do you want me to do?"

Meiling didn't have any affectation. She threw a small bottle and giggled: "no, my sister gave it to you. I'm afraid you will become disabled."

Yang Ling took the vial and opened it, but it was slightly stunned.

"Yuan green intermittent pill?"

He was a little surprised. It was a good healing pill. In the end of the Dharma era when pills were extremely precious, Mei Ning's intention was a little heavy.

Meiling said: "what? Do you know this pill? "

Yang Ling shook his head and said, "I see you for the first time, but I know it must be very precious."

"Miss ling'er, thank your sister for me."

"Cluck, I can't see that you are quite serious sometimes."

"Good Mei, 5 points for you

This is not the first time this woman said bonus points, Yang Ling tentatively said: "just ask, how much is my full score?"

Meiling said with a smile: "of course, it's 100 points. Your score now is negative nine ten, cluck!"

"Negative, negative?"

"Why, not convinced?"

Meiling's flowers and branches trembled with laughter: "Oh, brother Liu, think about your previous performance. My sister was angry and cried by you, ha ha ha!"

"Dong!"

It seems that a small stone fell on Meiling's head, and after a slight Leng, he converged his smile, then spat out his little tongue and said, "goodbye, see you next time!"

"Ding, you satisfy Meiling's wish that you are an interesting person. The wish value is + 1."

The girl turned around and the figure disappeared.

Yang Ling held a glance at the fuzzy figure on the watchtower, and after a slight smile, walked towards his room.

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