() Chapter 38 is not satisfied

Uh, well, in fact, Bai Meiwei is just reluctant to store bags.

So many medium-grade spirit stones were given, but they were entangled in a worthless storage bag, and Bai Meiwei also felt very powerless. But is there a love of money? Is there a love of money? Of course not. Thrift is a virtue, so it's not about being stingy.

Everyone else left, Bai Meiwei was there thoughtfully, shook her head, and nodded again.

Although she broke her fortune, Bai Meiwei felt relaxed for a while, she had won two games in a row, and the shadow of the first defeat finally dissipated.

Half an hour later, it was finally Bai Meiwei's turn for the fourth game.

The opponent of the game, Shen Tianhao, was not only late, but also looked like he was seriously injured.

Bai Meiwei casually made a move, and he fell. And I can't afford it for half a day.

Bai Meiwei couldn't dare, there was such a good thing?

Now Bai Meiwei has no complaints about that Zhanpeng guy at all, no matter what, he just swept him out of the ring, and he didn't make a heavy hand in the end.

When it came to the fifth game and saw the opponent opposite, Bai Meiwei's good luck came to an end.

This is a tall and mighty muscular man, with crossed hands and shoulders, standing on his legs, looking at Bai Meiwei with a proud expression.

"It's the famous Iron Fist Golden Palm Duanmu Ting, why don't you surrender and admit defeat quickly!"

Bai Meiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes, and replied to Bai Meiwei, I want to learn a thing or two!"

As she spoke, Bai Meiwei threw a fire dragon, only to see that the wooden court at the end flashed, and an arrow jumped in front of Bai Meiwei, slashing with a wave of her palm.

Bai Meiwei hurriedly stepped back, and another ice blade smashed, and it flashed sideways, turning her palm into a fist, and smashed it head-on.

Bai Meiwei's heart sank, and it was really a physical cultivation.

This kind of opponent is the most difficult, forcing you to fight in close quarters, so that you can't cast your spells and attack effectively. Although there are no weapons, all parts of the body can be used as weapons.

It is no exaggeration to say that the whole body of physical cultivation is full of fists, feet, knees, hips, shoulders, back, elbows, palms, fists, fingers, and heads.

In just a few breaths, Duanmu Ting attacked more than a dozen places, and Bai Meiwei was in a hurry to deal with it.

Block the attack of his hand, he will kick the top of the leg, and when he protects the upper body, he will sneak up on the flaws in the lower body, which is really unguardable.

Suddenly, as soon as Bai Meiwei was not careful, she was hit by him, and the protective array on the sect's clothing trembled, I am afraid that if you come a few more times, it will be damaged.

Bai Meiwei couldn't help but be surprised, this is a top-grade magic robe.

Seeing that Duanmu Ting's offensive was getting more and more intensive, Bai Meiwei gradually couldn't support it.

Bai Meiwei had to cover herself with a tortoise shell again, and just after protecting her whole body, another punch struck and hit the tortoise shell.

The power of this punch was extremely powerful, although it would not be injured, but the impact was very great, and Bai Meiwei couldn't help herself, and took a few steps backwards again and again.

Duanmu Ting frowned slightly, the woman in front of him slightly exceeded his estimate.

However, Duanmu Ting smiled coldly, and the ending was still the same.

"Don't you admit defeat yet, you won't have a chance for a while. Duanmu Ting clenched his fists, struck each other, and threatened.

Bai Meiwei's heart froze, and she suddenly felt that Duanmu Ting's momentum had suddenly improved a lot.

Was he just a small test just now, so what kind of Cheng dù can he achieve with all his might?

Bai Meiwei has no bottom in her heart, but it is impossible to admit defeat.

Although there is apprehension in my heart, there is more excitement and desire to climb the mountain.

She gritted her teeth and fought hard.

Bai Meiwei held the vine Luo Ruyi spear, and smashed and swept again.

Duanmu Ting didn't care, and grabbed the head of the gun casually.

Bai Meiwei's heart moved, the head of the gun turned, pierced Duanmuting's palm, and stabbed it at once, and blood flowed out.

Duanmu Ting frowned, turned his wrist, grabbed the head of the gun, and then flicked his arm, throwing Bai Meiwei to the edge of the ring.

Bai Meiwei quickly stood up and rushed forward again.

After a while, he was thrown to the edge of the ring again.

"Do you admit defeat?" Duanmu Ting said disdainfully.

Bai Meiwei didn't listen to his nonsense, and rushed forward again, only to be thrown on the edge of the ring again.

"Don't admit defeat yet!" Duanmu Ting's disdain added to his anger.

Bai Meiwei was high-spirited, and after she got up, she fought with her again. This time, she played at a super level and persevered a lot. But there was no suspense in the result, and he was still thrown to the edge of the ring, and the annoying thing is that it was almost the same position every time.

"Hurry up and admit defeat, so as not to suffer more!"

Bai Meiwei couldn't help but secretly hate, this Duan Muting bombarded her to the edge of the ring every time, and she could have knocked her out of the ring at once, but she wanted to force Bai Meiwei to admit defeat, which was really perverted.

Bai Meiwei scolded secretly, and her stubbornness also came up, the soldier can be killed, not humiliated, and the little woman is also ambitious.

Bai Meiwei secretly calculated that there was still half an hour to come, and she might be able to find a way to tie the game.

Fortunately, the tortoiseshell treasure is very powerful, but it will not be injured, and it will not affect the next game.

Bai Meiwei made up her mind to consume herself with this arrogant person to the end, and was thrown to the edge of the ring again and again, she got up again and again and rushed to the center of the ring.

In fact, Bai Meiwei was also defeated, and she was thrown on the edge of the ring again and again like garbage, and she felt uncomfortable.

Especially as long as she turned over and could go down, Bai Meiwei was shaken for a moment, but when she heard the extremely flat and extremely disdainful tone - "You still don't admit defeat?", Bai Meiwei's blood boiled again.

Bai Meiwei really wanted to throw him a talisman in front of him, but he had been fighting in close quarters, and his skills were more agile, and he was worried that he would be injured by mistake.

In less than an hour, Bai Meiwei felt that she had done everything she could, and she felt in a trance that the nasty guy in front of her was not like an opponent, but like a coach.

He can see the flaws in all Bai Meiwei's moves, and his cultivation is also higher than Bai Meiwei's, and every time he is strategic, he fights back at every turn. And hit the nail on the head, and the results were immediate.

Bai Meiwei has learned a lot from this fall, and her skills have become more and more agile and agile, and the gap with her opponent has narrowed little by little.

Passed quietly, an hour was about to come, and Bai Meiwei felt that she had seen the dawn of victory.

Suddenly, a kick flew from the diagonal and kicked Bai Meiwei under the ring.

Bai Meiwei couldn't help but be stunned and looked up at the stage.

I saw that Mu Ting was standing on his waist with his hands forked, his eyebrows were upside down, his tiger eyes were wide, and he said loudly and angrily and became dumb, are you convinced or not?"

Damn! Bai Meiwei almost vomited blood, if you don't kick me out of the ring, I'll obey you!

I'm going to play tricks.

Bai Meiwei resolutely blacklisted this person, and never wanted to see him again until she cultivated to be higher than him and had better skills than him.

Patting the dust, seeing him as air, he turned around and found an open space, set up a protective array, left a wisp of consciousness, and began to meditate and breathe.

Chapter 38 is not convinced

Chapter 38 The service is not satisfied by the hands of the members,