Chapter 83

Honest Qingbao thought very well, but the fact is not as he expected to develop.

In the middle of the air, the little dancer kicked Qingbao's neck straightly. The strength was lighter than Qingbao imagined. This made Qingbao more firm in his heart. Sure enough, how could such a lovely girl have strength!

But the next moment.

The little dance is a little bit raised, her script is not to attack, only see her kick on Qingbao's neck did not bounce off, but hook Qingbao's neck.

At the same time, her other leg is also lifted up, pedal in Qingbao waist.

The pink soul power light diffuses in the small dance body, two orange hundred year soul rings rise.

In the VIP room, Tang's three corners of the mouth revealed a faint smile and said softly, "it's over."

The first Soul Ring of the little dance, waist bow, at this moment, start.

It's a pity that there's a small force in his neck, but he's afraid of it.

The next moment, his body of more than 200 kg was lifted from the ground by the legs of Xiaowu, and the whole person flew into the air like a cooked shrimp.

Then, the little dance ran up after landing, and jumped up in front of Qingbao's body falling from the air. As soon as they fell and looked at each other, the little dance's face showed a lovely and charming smile.

The leg is merciless and forceful to kick out, Qingbao body in mid air, can not escape, was kicked on the spot in the waist eye, body oblique fly out, "bang" fell under the challenge arena, half a day can not get up.

With the help of a kick, the little dance somersaults 180 degrees in the air and lands smoothly.

This fight soul, with Qingbao fell out of the ring, crisp end.

After a moment of silence in the audience, there was a sudden burst of cheering and support.

The lovely appearance and strength of Xiaowu immediately attracted many fans for herself.

Hearing a burst of cheers around, the little dance was not afraid of life at all. She waved to the audience seats around her with excitement on her face. She did not expect that she could win such a relaxed life. It was all the credit of the big man. It was so stupid that she could not open her arms.

Speaking of the big man, the little dance just glanced at him. Seeing that he still didn't get up, he couldn't help skipping to the side, squatting down and saying, "are you ok? I don't seem to use much effort. "

"No... nothing. Sister, you are very good. I lost. " Qingbao covered his waist and lowered his head. He was beaten by a girl less than 15 years old when he was 25 years old. It is estimated that he would be laughed to death.

"What sister, don't you know that the capable is the greatest? I want to call you little dancing sister. " The little dance is ancient and weird. It's hard to hold your chest with both hands.

"Oh... Dancing girl." Qingbao called out very honestly, covered his waist and left with a red face.

Xiaowu looks at his back, and his eyes are strange. This man is really a simple man. He just said it casually. I didn't expect that he was really called. He was so silly and cute.

After that, Xiaowu followed the staff to do the point registration. There was no exclusive referee in the secondary arena. The loser left the arena, and the winner registered for bonus points. He could also receive 10 gold soul coins. This is the common sense of big fight soul field. (with a fine adjustment)

after the battle in the southern arena, a strong man's voice sounded from the loudspeaker on the ceiling of dadouhun arena: "please come to the South arena to participate in soul fighting within five minutes."

"Please respect Ye Zhiqiu..."

this voice has been echoed three times.

The sound insulation of VIP rooms is very good. The special materials used can absorb the rebound sound. This is not the waiting area of the competition, but the entertainment area for those nobles. Rao is a powerful man, and he did not hear the sound.

At this time, the door of the private room opened and Xiaowu came back. The waiter with her was still wearing the professional smile, "is zunye Zhiqiu in? It's your game, the South arena. "

"Yes, let's go." Ye Zhiqiu smiles at Shrek's seven people and leaves the door with a relaxed face. This kind of competition, for him, is just to fulfill the task, it is really not interesting.

At Shrek college, no one seems to be able to teach themselves anything, not even a companion. Zhao Wuji doesn't dare to fight with himself now. As for Flander, he is not better than Zhao Wuji. He has a headache! I'm looking for a chance to go somewhere else.

Ye Zhiqiu thought all the way, walked through the channel of soul master and came to the South challenge arena. Ye Zhiqiu was lazy to take a look at his opponent.

However, he does not look at others, others seem to be very interested in him.

"Oh, my little brother is so beautiful. It looks so tender that my sister is reluctant to start." After that, the woman on the opposite side covered her mouth and gave out a light giggle. Her voice had the charm of silk hook people's mind, which seemed to be a special ability of her.

"Female?"Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyelids and looked at his opponent.

She was wearing a flame red translucent cheongsam style dress, and she could see the snow-white underwear inside. She was tall, with black hair like a waterfall, protruding and backward. Unfortunately, she had a veil on her face, which covered most of her face. She could not see it clearly. She could only see her eyes and bright forehead.

Just looking at her appearance, the woman is selling well. She is about 20 years old.

"The elder sister's name is Qingcheng. You must remember it, little brother." Qingcheng said with a light smile. She walked gracefully towards Ye Zhiqiu. During the walk, she could occasionally see the snow-white skin from the fork to the opening of the Qipao skirt at the foot of the thigh.

This scene full of temptation, let the appearance of the field boiling, whistles and laughter everywhere.

In the VIP room, Ning Rongrong grinds his teeth and slowly spits out the three words "fox spirit", which she learned from ye Zhiqiu.

The little dance saw this, and his nose shrugged in a pretentious manner, laughing and joking: "it seems that something has been overturned. It tastes sour. It seems that someone fell into the vinegar jar ～ "

" no! " Ning Rongrong glared at the little dance, making a gesture to scratch her itch, the two people in the blink of an eye on the fight together.

On the challenge arena, ye Zhiqiu looked at the graceful figure that was coming towards him. He turned his mouth and said, "Qingcheng, the name is too rustic. Sorry, I can't remember! "

Qingcheng's pace is a meal, and then it is back to normal, eyes full of a charming meaning, smile: "ha ha, little brother does not seem to develop well, look at the outside, those men's eyes are like to eat sister, how, I am not beautiful?"

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