The next competition scene, for Sun Yingying, can no longer be described as simple tragedy.

Song Dakui's level is actually not a prominent category in spiritual cultivation, and when others see that even Song Dakui can abuse Sun Fat so happily, it turns out that there was a problem with the fighting ideas of his own group of people before.

You shouldn't be stupid enough to accompany this group of cultivators to improve their physical fitness, the combat effectiveness of spiritual cultivation should not be expressed in this way at all.

It can be said that although Song Dakui's realm is not high, he is actually a very good thinker, and the method he showed in the battle just now gave these spiritual cultivators a great inspiration.

"Come on, Sun Fatty, let's have another game!" Chen Yi's eyes flashed with excitement, and he walked quickly to the center of the venue.

Sun Yingying looked back at Zhang Yunxian: "Boss, my body can't bear it!"

"Beauty, fat man, how can you say such a bad thing? Don't ink, didn't you run with others quite easily just now, hurry up and fight, I'll replenish your consumption after the fight!"

Sun Yingying: "......"

Chen Yi was bent on wanting to be ashamed, which would make him delay too much, and drew a semicircle in front of him with his hands, and the air around him suddenly felt like it wanted to boil.

Chen Yi herself is a fire-type ability, and after seeing Song Dakui's combat techniques just now, she immediately enlightened.

"That...... Chen Yi, Chen Da Beauty, didn't your mother tell you when you were a child, children who play with fire will wet the bed at night!" Sun Yingying felt the burning sensation coming from the surface of his skin, and it seemed that as long as a match was dropped, the surroundings would turn into a sea of fire.

"Then did your mother tell you what will become of the child who is played with by the fire?" A white flame appeared around Chen Yi's body, and the aura of spiritual power was surging, just like her full of revenge and anger.

"Come on, if you have the ability, you can stick to me again......" she said through gritted teeth.

Sun Yingying: "Girls must know how to be reserved, your request makes me very embarrassed......"

"Hmph!" Chen Yi's eyes flashed with firelight, and the overwhelming blood-colored firelight suddenly condensed into a ball of thumb-sized points of light, like a storm, all of which smashed into Sun Yingying's body.

Sun Fatzi instantly felt his heart skip a beat, and an instinctive sense of danger rose from the bottom of his heart, and he ran without hesitation, leaving only a series of afterimages in place that were instantly swallowed by the light in the sky.

"This is completely different from the battle I imagined!" Sun Fatzi was about to cry, "The spiritual cultivators are really all drama spirits, and they obviously didn't have such a strong fighting style just now!"

He didn't care too much, he thought that he could only rely on his speed and strength advantage to directly knock down Chen Yi, the arsonist, and then play with these fire groups, maybe he would really be played to death.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when his two fingers were about to poke Chen Yi's back, the white flames covered by the latter's body suddenly changed from illusory to solidified, and the terrifying high temperature that made people palpitate suddenly jumped out more than two feet high.

"I ......" Sun Fatzi trembled in fright, hurriedly turned around and retreated, who knew that it was still a step too late, and the white flame was like a small snake with wisdom, and with a whoosh, it took advantage of the weakness to drill into his eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Fatzi's face was as if he had just been scalded by boiling water, and he was miserable red.

"Pain, pain, pain......" he stuck out his tongue and screamed incessantly.

Chen Yi was obviously stunned for a moment, the flames on his body suddenly skyrocketed just now, and even drilled into Sun Yingying's eyebrows, as if it had nothing to do with her control?

"This game, Sun Yisheng wins!" Zhang Yunxian flicked his fingers casually, and the two red spiritual lights disappeared into the stunned Chen Yi's spiritual sense.

"Boss, save ...... Save ......," Sun Yingying shouted weakly.

"The fat man seems to be roasted......" The person next to him whispered, listening to Sun Yingying's ears, he really wanted to dig a pit on the spot and bury himself directly.

Zhang Yunxian couldn't help touching Sun Yingying's forehead: "Alas, what a pig's head...... Phew, that's handsome!"

Sun Yingying felt that only about half of the essence energy in his body had recovered, and he really realized that his boss was clearly deliberate!

"Boss...... I suddenly don't want to continue!"

"Hmm? A man should be a man of his word, how can he go back on his word? You look at so many eager eyes from the audience, how can you bear to let everyone's hopes be disappointed?" Zhang Yunxian was serious.

What else can I say? You only give me half of my physical strength, let me pick the whole audience? Sun Yingying drooped his head and thought, is the boss honing himself? Or is it revenge?

"Alright, alright, don't pinch it, next!" Zhang Yunxian gently pushed, and Sun Yingying stood in the center of the field again without resistance.

Sun Yingying: "......"

Why can't I fight anymore? Is there any human rights left?

"Come on, fat man, I'm still optimistic about you, the meteorites are ready for you, waiting for you!"

Sun Yingying turned his head and saw that in the open space in front of Zhang Yunxian, there was suddenly a small pile of black meteorites, and his eyes instantly became fanatical again.

Come on, why are the meteorites so seductive......

However, the later competition style has obviously deviated greatly from Sun Yingying's initial cognition and expectations, and it can be said that it has directly turned into an exhibition match of fancy abuse of 'Sun Fatzi'.

The spiritualists are scrambling to take him to practice their new skills, the key is that these guys are really a little aggrieved by Sun Fatzi on weekdays, but on this competition field today, I don't know what's going on, Sun Fatzi is like being cursed by someone, regardless of whether the opponent is strong or weak, it seems that he can be abused in the end.

"Fatty, try my 'Drowning Three Thousand'!"

"Fatty, how does this trick 'Thunder Rolling' I just created taste like?"

"Fatty, I improved Uncle Song's mist array just now, you can come in and try it again!"

"Fat ......"

The point is that these spiritual abuses are good for abuse, and after the competition, you can't help but exchange experiences and experiences.

"Hey, I didn't find it before, Sun Fatzi turned out to be such a dish?"

"Isn't it, if I had known it was so easy to clean him up, I used to endure listening to him so much trash?"

"It's okay, it's okay, he's going to make another mistake in the future, we can smoke it if we want, so esay!

"Yes, yes, if you are in a bad mood in the future, you will find a fat man to practice your hands, not to mention his fat body, the feel is still very good......"

Sun Yingying suffered double torture physically and mentally after every game, and when he heard these people talking about what would happen in the future, he suddenly felt that he couldn't see a glimmer of light in his life.

How so?

Why did this group of guys who usually behave so weakly become so perverted all of a sudden?

One or two of you broke out, and I recognized it, this special collective plays with me as a family, where is the self-esteem of this hero?

You have fought and won, and you have won, is it interesting to destroy my spirit like this?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Is it my fault that I'm handsome?

Will you gain anything from being jealous of me?

If you let the big guy know his psychological activities at the moment, I don't know if I can't help but get started again, and measure how thick his skin should be?

Twenty-six games were fought.

Lost twenty-six games.

Rao is Sun Fatzi's optimism and self-soothing ability are far beyond ordinary people, and he has become so numb that he doesn't know what kind of psychological activities to use to fill his full wounds.

If you say that you can win twenty-five games, you can get ten meteorites?

Looking at the last eight remaining opponents on the field, he counted with his fingers again, even if his character suddenly broke out and won all eight games, it would not be enough to make up three times the reward!

I blame myself for being too confident at the beginning, and I forgot to ask the boss, if I only won one, two, three or four games in the end, did I say that the reward was doubled?

These opponents can double with only one win, and this is not too much to ask, right?

Zhang Yunxian didn't deliberately suppress Sun Yingying's physical strength later, after all, the last eight were originally all strength and agility players, and everyone is now in the same realm as Sun Fatzi, even if the strength is not completely equal, but the difference is not big.

Feeling that his body was suddenly restored to full energy, Sun Fatzi almost cried with joy like a long drought and Ganlin, but then he secretly scolded himself for being so cheap, this is a special thing that was said from the beginning, isn't it?

But what is the touching emotion that can't be suppressed in my heart?

"Boss, you see, I'm really under a lot of pressure! Can the matter of rewards be discussed again......" Sun Yingying couldn't help but look at the eight wolf-like eyes, he felt that in their eyes, he was no different from a whitewashed white lamb, not to mention anything else, this time, how could he get a little compensation for the psychological destruction he suffered, right?

Zhang Yunxian looked at Sun Fatzi's wilting appearance, and seemed to be a little unbearable, in the previous twenty-six games, he almost every one of them had secretly shots, otherwise with the real strength of this fat man, it would be more than enough to win fifteen games.

"Alas, fat man, you are really too weak beyond my imagination!" he made a distressed expression, "That's it, boss, I'm not such a hard-hearted person, the remaining eight games, as long as you can win more than three games, I will give you double the reward, if you can win six games, I will give you three times the distribution, how about it?"

"Really...... Really?" "Fat Sun didn't expect Zhang Yunxian to suddenly become so talkative, and he actually stuttered a little for a while.

"Well, no matter what, you are the 'whetstone' I chose, I'm not such an unkind boss! You play hard, don't be pressured! Just play your true level!"

Listening to this tone, it was like a coach in the Olympic arena, making the final encouragement to the players who were about to play, and in normal times, Sun Fat Man could believe it, but at this moment he actually had an urge to tears.

"Boss, I shouldn't have misunderstood you...... Thank you for believing in me and encouraging me......"

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and continue to ...... "Zhang Yunxian saw that the fat man was about to sensationalize, and suddenly kicked him back to the center of the venue with an unmistakable kick.