Hearing the name of the red line, Qing Han and a few people who were still in the team changed their faces at the same time.

"What's wrong?" asked Sun Yuanyuan.

"This woman is very strong, and she has already broken countless records in less than a year since she joined the team. Moreover, she is specifically aimed at us, and the few records held by you and Xiao Xuan have all been refreshed. No, this woman turned out to be in their ranks. Qing Han explained.

Everyone present had a very bad premonition, the record they refreshed, it took a few years, two records of killing, and even more death. Being refreshed by a woman for a year, this person's strength makes them feel the pressure.

"Since you want to compete, let's come. You have come from afar, do you need to have a glass of wine first?" Sun Yuanyuan also wanted to meet this woman for a while.

was trampled on the top of her head, if she endured it, how could she hold her head up in the future?

"Haha, no, let's start now, shall we have four of us, how about you choose any four? Even if you choose the strongest, don't let us compare. Wang Qing smiled, walked to the opposite field, and opened the formation.

"Who else is here for me and Qinghan?"

Zhang Ling took the lead and walked over, and today he wanted to be ashamed.

Another boy stepped out and into the battlefield.

Sun Yuanyuan smiled slightly, and took a straight long leg, but was pulled by the people around her.

"If I'm not mistaken, this feud was provoked by someone, right? Don't you want to make a statement at this moment?"

Several girls looked at Mu Zixuan together, and what Mu Zixuan did today made them very dissatisfied.

"I..."

Mu Zixuan was taken aback, her strength was in the middle and lower reaches of the team, and she was not good at fist and foot kung fu. The other party came prepared, didn't he ask for trouble when he went?

She had been sitting in her position and had never intended to come out on top.

Sun Yuanyuan also retracted her foot: "Zixuan, go ahead, among our sisters, you are the one I admire the most." At this time, I can't steal your limelight. ”

"I'm afraid of embarrassing my sisters, Yuanyuan, you are the most powerful, and the best among us. Mu Zixuan said hesitantly.

"We believe in you, even if you lose, it's nothing, if you don't even dare to go, it's a joke for nothing. Sun Yuanyuan responded.

In desperation, Mu Zixuan could only stand up. If you are beaten, you can beat it, and you can't break your bones and tendons anyway.

Between gritting his teeth, there is a feeling of a strong man breaking his wrist.

Eight people each took up a position in the clearing. Others sat around the fire again, drinking and eating barbecue.

"Xiao Xuan, we respect your choice, we are brothers, brothers are not here to dismantle the stage. But Yang Mo and Zhang Ling had to have a discussion. If we lose, we won't be able to pass this level. As a man, you have to have strengths, right? His strengths can't just be faces. ”

Yang Jasmine, who had opened her mouth to let Mu Zixuan go to the battlefield before, touched Yang Mo very arrogantly and drank the wine.

"Exactly, if we win, we won't say more. If you lose, come to my sister's side and be a sidekick. Sun Yuanyuan threw a wink at Yang Mo.

Having said that, she didn't think that Yang Mo could really defeat Zhang Ling. How can a club boss be compared to those of these special forces?

Compared to the ease here, the battle on the battlefield is very intense. When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed, and every move is a lore.

"Zhang Ling's strength has improved again, it seems that he has not dared to relax in Kyoto all these years, this hook of the soul, even if it is me, may not be able to dodge. Sun Yuanyuan commented.

The battle between Zhang Ling and Wang Qing has always been in the upper hand, and Wang Qing, who is suppressed, can only resist, and if it goes on like this, it will inevitably mess up the rules.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't have a cheerleading team, they would definitely cheer for Zhang Ling.

In contrast, Mu Zixuan was very embarrassed, her hair was already messy, and there was a kick on her chest.

"Yang Mo, you have to take a good look at Zhang Ling's body, we are all strictly trained, and everyone has a special master to guide us. It's not something that other wild roads can contend with, you be careful, don't embarrass our Yang family. Yang Jasmine reminded.

"He's going to lose. Yang Mo said slowly.

"What? Who do you say is defeated?" the crowd couldn't believe their ears.

"Zhang Ling. Yang Mo responded.

Although Zhang Ling was swift and fast, there were no flaws, but the other party did not show full strength, but was teasing Zhang Ling.

A group of people sneered, Zhang Ling's situation was the best among the four, how could he fail?

Everyone is a little dissatisfied with Yang Mo, it seems that this person's character is indeed not very good. Isn't it just that Zhang Ling is calling out for it? As for cursing people behind his back?

At the same time, the situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant, Zhang Ling fell short with one foot, and Wang Qing took the opportunity to counterattack and directly pressed Zhang Ling into the river with his body.

Boom, boom, the river poured into Zhang Ling, no matter how Zhang Ling resisted, he was pressed to death.

On the other side, Mu Zixuan was kicked to the ground by the red line, covering her stomach with a distorted expression.

"How is it possible? How can Zhang Ling be defeated?" Several girls looked at Yang Mo with incredulous faces.

Mu Zixuan was defeated, and everyone expected it, this person was a cannon fodder, testing the strength of the red line. But Zhang Ling's failure shocked everyone at the same time, but also under pressure.

If one person fails, the situation can be recovered, but if two people lose, that is half the chance of losing.

If Qinghan and the two can't win, even if it's a draw, they will lose.

"Wang Qing, you are despicable, what kind of fighting style do you use? How can anyone pounce with his own body? As a person with special training, are you disgraced?"

Zhang Ling finally pulled his head out of the river and asked loudly.

"The art of war, the way of ghosts. On the battlefield, there is only victory or defeat in life and death, do you care what means and don't means?" Wang Qing said with a smile: "Zhang Ling, if you eat too much mud, you should rinse your mouth with river water." ”

After speaking, Wang Qing laughed out loud, like a sharp blade, inserted into Zhang Ling's chest.

"Wang Qing, you are despicable, do you dare to continue with Lao Tzu?" Zhang Ling scolded, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

"What, Zhang Ling, you can't afford to lose?" Wang Qing did not answer. Win, that's enough.

"Lao Tzu can't afford to lose you a cheap thing, you don't want to fight, but I can't help you. Zhang Ling roared, and Taishan's fist slammed out again.

"Brothers, pull Zhang Ling back, if this continues, he will still lose. Yang Mo said to everyone.