In the second ring match, the female disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace fought against the monks of Gusu Temple.

In this game, the audience showed strong interest.

"It's a lot of fun. The monks of Gusu Temple are not close to women, and these two are new disciples, so I don't know what kind of sparks there will be. ”

"Hahaha, you won't admit defeat before the fight starts, right?"

"You think about it too much, you haven't seen the thunder of Gusu Temple play a game, that's called a ruthless, don't treat women as women at all. ”

"That's Lei Zi, other monks, I don't dare to say it, especially this fledgling stunned youth. ”

"Haven't you heard this song, 'The woman under the mountain is a tiger, you must avoid it if you meet it'..."

Lin Tian listened to everyone's discussion and felt speechless, and some people sang old-fashioned songs.

"You think about it too much, the current Gusu Temple is different from before, now they all work from 9 to 5, and they can get married and have children. ”

"No, you're talking about a monk on the façade, used to make money. The real core disciples must practice the vajra body, and they cannot break the children's skills. ”

Lin Tian heard such a secret story and found it interesting.

The game begins.

The monk of Gusu Temple practiced the vajra body, he didn't look at the female disciple of the Ice and Snow Palace, and he didn't take the initiative to attack.

On the contrary, it was the female disciple who took the initiative to attack, constantly changing her palm technique to beat the male disciple of Gusu Temple, attacking more and more ruthlessly.

And the male disciples of Gusu Temple, standing like a pine, were beaten as if they were being tickled, and they did not resist.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but laugh.

However, laughing and laughing, it will be boring.

The female disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace kept attacking, and the disciples of Gusu Temple were unharmed.

Infinite loop, it's boring.

One after another, there were complaints.

The referee yawned and finally picked up the microphone to remind them.

"There are still two minutes left in the game, please hurry up and ask the players on the stage to hurry, as soon as the time is up, the winner will be considered a tie. ”

When the two players on the stage heard this, they were a little panicked.

The disciple of Gusu Temple finally raised his eyelids and glanced at the female disciple of the Ice and Snow Palace, and said apologetically: "Female donor, I have offended." ”

The female disciple was stunned for a moment, then saw that the monk moved, and a palm struck her, hitting her shoulder, and the female disciple immediately flew out of the stage.

The monk of Gusu Temple wins.

There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

"I'm laughing to death, I have to be a gentleman in the game, pick the shoulders to fight, if I hit the heart, it feels better. ”

"This is also this monk Nen, in a few years, he will not be such a gentleman. ”

That is, in the real struggle of life and death, if you hesitate for a moment, you will die, and in the face of death, there is no gender difference. ”

Lin Tian asked Cui Lindao: "Didn't you say that the disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace, martial arts are all related to water?" This female disciple, why does she use the palm technique?"

Cui Lin said: "The disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace will not be able to exert their ability to produce water until they are above the foundation building realm, and at that time, their ability will be stronger than that of our other sects. ”

"I see. ”

Cui Lin let out a sigh.

"It's my turn. ”

"Cui Lin, come on!"

Under Lin Tian's watch, Cui Lin walked to the stage.

This match is Cui Lin vs. Yuan Kun of Crazy Dragon Island.

Before Yuan Kun came to the stage, he took off his straw hat to show his respect for his opponent.

However, his upper body is still undressed, and he looks very lean.

However, Lin Tian noticed that Yuan Kun's arms were unusually thick.

Looking at the weapon in Yuan Kun's hand again, Lin Tian couldn't help but sweat for Cui Lin.

He saw that the weapon Yuan Kun was holding in his hand was a fishing rod, not Yuan Qian's kind of trident.

The fishing rod is a weapon for long-range attacks, while the Purple Sun Divine Fist is a melee attack.

Cui Lin's hands were empty, and it seemed that he didn't plan to use any weapons.

If Cui Lin couldn't get close to Yuan Kun's body, this game would be a bit hanging.

With the referee's announcement, the game began and the two sides began to fight.

Lin Tian watched the fight on the stage intently, and from the beginning, what he was worried about had happened.

Yuan Kun swung the fishing rod in his hand quickly, Cui Lin wanted to get close to him several times, but was blocked by the fishing rod, and he couldn't get close to Yuan Kun's body for a while, so he could only dodge.

Cui Lin's face was very calm, he took a few steps back, quietly watched Yuan Kun's movements, and waited for him to reveal his flaws.

After a while, Cui Lin finally found an opportunity, he quickly reached out and grabbed Yuan Kun's fishing rod.

Lin Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Yuan Kun's face froze, and he hurriedly snatched the fishing rod over.

Cui Lin belongs to the second layer of the acquired person with great strength, and Yuan Kun grabbed the fishing rod for a long time.

Then, Cui Lin moved.

The two of them turned around, came neatly in front of Yuan Kun, and punched him.

The Ziyang God Fist punched hard, and if it was hit, it would definitely be seriously injured.

Yuan Kun reacted quickly, tilted his body, and dodged.

As he dodged, there was movement in his hand, and his fishing rod seemed to have eyes, and it was tough.

His hand shook slightly, and the rod suddenly vibrated strongly, Cui Lin focused on his punch, and his other hand was shaken loose.

Yuan Kun took advantage of this opportunity and snatched the fishing rod back.

Then, he bent down, like a loach, and slipped away from Cui Lin, keeping a certain distance from Cui Lin.

The corners of Yuan Kun's mouth raised, his hand shook twice, and under his movements, the fishing rod quickly retracted and turned into a short stick.

Lin Tian was surprised in his heart, an ordinary style fishing rod actually hid such a mechanism.

Weapons have mechanisms, Cui Lin is not so surprised, he participated in the past ring competitions, and has seen people who have mechanisms on weapons.

After he threw a thunderous punch, he missed the hit, and needed a little rest to launch the next attack.

After Yuan Kun retrieved the fishing rod, he shook the line on the fishing rod.

I don't know what material the thread is made of, and he threw it like a whip, wielding it vigorously.

Then, Yuan Kun threw the line towards Cui Lin's body and wrapped it around.

Cui Lin dodged a few times and dodged.

Just when Lin Tian felt that Cui Lin had hope of winning, he heard someone talking.

"This line of Yuan Kun is not so easy to flash, and under the change of light, it will become transparent and become a blind spot for the human eye.

Moreover, the line can change tracks at any time, and once it is entangled, it cannot get out. ”

Before the man's words fell, Lin Tian saw that Cui Lin on the stage was stained with a thread, one hand was entangled, and the other hand was pulling the thread, and he couldn't get out for a while.

Yuan Kun looked at Cui Lin, his eyes were like looking at a hooked fish, and he was determined to win.

He quickly changed his gestures, and the thread contracted automatically.

Cui Lin was wrapped in the thread and dragged to Yuan Kun's side.

Lin Tian saw that Cui Lin originally had only one hand entangled, but at some point, the whole person was entangled with threads, and he was tied so strong that he couldn't move.

The man in the audience spoke again, his tone full of schadenfreude.

"I said it, Yuan Kun's fishing rod line can't be touched at all, and Cui Lin of Ziyang Villa is lost. ”