Forty contestants from various countries gathered on the stage, including monks with bald heads and incense scars, practitioners in ragged clothes, sumo wrestlers like Roshan, etc., becoming a strange sight. In stark contrast to them, the female assistants who are flamboyant are all big and tall, and the kind that makes men think about it is very annoying, and of course, the kung fu on the bed is also quite good.

Most of the female assistants had the players in charge, being held in their arms by the beastly ugly ones, some of whom were still touching their bulges or backs. The girls did not have the slightest disgust, their faces were intoxicated, for them, it is also an honor to have a relationship with the world's first-class powerhouses, besides, these players are not only strong in fighting, but also quite strong in hand-to-hand combat, brave and durable, so that they can get the strongest feeling possible.

In contrast, Qiu Yu was not so boring, he was a low-key one among the contestants, but Susan next to him was as enthusiastic as fire, stretching out a white arm and holding his waist tightly.

Even if the female assistants are carefully selected and have good looks, Susan is definitely top-notch among them, making the surrounding players salivate, glancing at her face and uneven body from time to time, and jealous of the iron-masked warrior who can monopolize her, and wants to strangle him to death immediately, and then throw Susan to the ground and ravage him fiercely.

Not far away, there is a middle-aged bald monk, with thick black eyebrows like a sharp sword, eyes flashing with fierce light, and a medium-sized figure wearing a set of short monk's clothes, also from Huaxia, nicknamed Yilong, nicknamed Shaolin Toutuo.

Yilong is not really a Shaolin disciple, he is strong in martial arts as a young man, because the Shaolin Temple is famous, he pretended to be a Shaolin disciple when he went out to mix the rivers and lakes, and over time he broke out of the name of Shaolin Toutuo.

At this time, this guy hugged the brown-skinned mixed-race girl, and reached into the girl's miniskirt and groped restlessly, making the girl muddy, and she couldn't help but scream when she was squirming.

Although he is also from Huaxia, Yi Long does not have the slightest affection for the Iron Mask Warrior, and he thinks very clearly that all the players on the stage are his enemies, and he wants to defeat those guys with a dead hand. In addition, he also hated Susan, the assistant of the Iron Mask, who was prettier than his chick, Naiko was bigger, and had super white skin, exactly what he had dreamed of. As for his female assistant's brown skin, she is very good to live, but she is not as rare as the white one.

Yi Long was jealous in his heart, and secretly snorted coldly, damn, the little cub wearing a mask, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with Lao Tzu, when you fight me, Lao Tzu must kick your third leg off!

Host Edith said: "The tournament is about to start, and each player will have to play five matches tonight, and the order of appearance will be determined by the draw......

A beautiful redhead in a bikini arrives on the stage with a tray of envelopes, and she smiles as the contestants draw lots.

The stakes are high, and the players all want to play in the back and don't want to meet strong opponents, some of them are nervous, and some silently pray for a good draw.

The envelope was taken away by the contestants individually, and when the bikini beauty walked up to Qiu Yu, he casually said, "Susan, you can draw a lot for me." ”

"Ah......" Susan was surprised, because the order of appearance is particularly important for the players, and the other players are drawn by themselves, and there is no female assistant to do it for them. She was pleasantly surprised and said, "You...... Are you asking me to help draw lots?"

"Yes. ”

"I'm so honored to be there, and I hope I can bring you good luck. Susan rubbed her hands together excitedly, first made a gesture of prayer, and said softly, "God forbid!" before reaching out and pulling out an envelope.

This qiē was recorded by the camera and displayed on the big screen, so that all the audience could see Susan's beautiful face and angry figure, and she was very happy to receive such attention.

The host Edith joked with a smile: "Look, our Iron Mask Warrior is still a romantic, and after two days of getting along, he has a lot of trust in Miss Susan, and I don't know what romantic things happened between the two of them, maybe...... Susan has another kind of martial arts that is good enough to compete with the Iron Mask. ”

The metaphor in the words was understood by the audience, and they laughed in return, and they knew in their hearts that over the years, the contestants would have a relationship with a beautiful female staff, and it was no big deal.

Susan smiled charmingly on the big screen, and she handed the envelope to the Iron Mask, "You still have to open it yourself, right?"

Qiu Yu didn't take this matter seriously at all, and said casually: "You can open it for me." ”

Susan was overjoyed again, and threw a wink, "Okay, I hope I can draw a good lot." She cautiously opened the envelope and took out the paper inside, only to see that it read "No. 1 field, order of appearance, second place." "It made her face look less good, and there was no doubt that it was a bad sign.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yu asked curiously.

Susan whispered, "You're the second to play, I'm sorry, I'm not very lucky......"

"It's okay, I think it's good. Qiu Yu looked indifferent.

Susan's face softened a little, "yes, don't you blame me?"

"Don't worry, I won't blame you, no matter how many people play, I'll be the winner. Qiu Yu said confidently, domineering leaked.

Susan laughed again and said sweetly, "You are so good, I like you more and more." ”

After the draw, a group of contestants walked down from the stage and went to rest behind the scenes. The first eight players to compete directly entered the iron cage to start the game, and the dragon fought against the tiger.

Backstage is a spacious lounge with dozens of single sofas, and four large screens embedded in the front wall live broadcast the battles in the arena. The players waiting to play sat on the sofa, holding the female assistant in their arms, paying attention to the event.

Qiu Yu leaned back on the last row of sofas, although there was an empty seat next to her, Susan didn't do it, and like other female assistants, she had to sit in his arms, snuggling Qiu Yu tightly, and the two white legs under her skirt were particularly eye-catching.

Not far away was Yi Long, the fake monk who was absent-minded with his arms around the female assistant, turned his head to glance at Susan's long legs, and swallowed his saliva vigorously. He couldn't help it, and he shouted, "Hey, the masked kid?"

This guy is very fluent in English and has standard pronunciation. Hearing this, Susan quickly pushed the iron-masked warrior down and said, "That contestant called you." ”

Qiu Yu turned his head to look at the other party and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yilong showed a lewd smile on his face, and said shamelessly: "Dude, you are also Chinese, we are also Chinese, we met and we were fated, the foreign girl is really good, it is very enjoyable to do, but I will definitely get tired of playing one old time, let's change the play, I will play for you, you let me play ......"