In the stands, "It's about to be a game for Feng Zi, by the way, who is his opponent?" Boomer said happily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Oolong thought for a moment and replied, "I remember, it seems to be a guy named Immortal!"

"Oh, this fairy is going to be unlucky!" Boomer laughed. Oolong and Palu nodded approvingly: "Being Feng Zi's opponent, it will definitely be miserable!" The turtle immortal smiled bitterly on the side, he seemed to think of the unbearable past, he had suffered in Feng Zi's hands, he knew best what kind of person Feng Zi was, in his concept, no matter men, women and children, as long as it was an opponent, he would be defeated by Feng Zi.

After a break of about ten minutes, in the midst of the louder and higher waves of the audience, the host ran onto the stage again, holding the microphone in his hand, first wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and then the expression on his face fluctuated, he took a sharp breath, and said in a loud voice: "Audience, next there are Fengzi players and immortal players on stage!" Immediately, applause erupted, like a thousand horses galloping and thundering the audience, and the excited voices shouted loudly, gathering into bursts of tsunami-like sounds on this open and boundless field, which drove the oppressive atmosphere again.

In the rest area, the staff reminded Fengzi that it was time. Feng Zi said to Sun Wukong, and then walked to the ring with Xian Yi one after another. It is worth mentioning that when this immortal (god) passed by Sun Wukong's side, he didn't know what to say, which made Sun Wukong's expression become surprised, and he seemed to be aware of the true identity of the immortal.

As soon as Feng Zi stepped into the ring, he heard a burst of laughter from the crowd, and when he looked back, he saw that this fairy who pretended to be crazy and stupid actually fell on his head when he stepped into the ring, compared with Feng Zi's easy on-stage appearance, the fairy climbed up in an embarrassed way, which is why the audience laughed.

Feng Zi frowned, he didn't like the clown-like behavior of the fairy, and he felt disdain in his heart for no reason.

Seeing that the fairy finally climbed into the ring, the host held back a smile and introduced into the microphone: "The one on my left hand is an immortal player, don't look at him like this, in fact, he is a very strong master!" When the host introduced him, the immortal nodded to the audience, and the image of the master was completely incompatible. Suddenly, the audience began to discuss, and they didn't understand why a guy like this could make it to the top eight? Could it be that he was so lucky, in the preliminary round, the people who were his opponents were all disabled?

The fairy didn't care what the audience thought, it was still a contrived behavior, which made Feng Zi look very unhappy, this guy pretended to be stupid and lost all the dignity of a man.

After a few seconds of pause, the host began to introduce Feng Zi: "The player on my right, I think everyone should know, he is the Feng Zi player who once won the championship in the world's first martial arts meeting!" Under the host's passionate introduction, strong applause and shouts broke out in the stands, and many people have not forgotten that Feng Zi, who once dominated the martial arts meeting, this crazy contestant!

Feng Zi wore a turban on his head, standing in the ring, facing the sound of tens of thousands of people, unmoved, his eyes always stayed on the opponent, because he didn't care about anything other than weirdness.

Seeing that the audience was very enthusiastic, the host responded to him as he imagined, nodded with satisfaction, and said loudly into the microphone: "The two contestants began to prepare... I declare the game officially open!"

The whole audience stopped cheering and applauding, and focused all their attention on the ring, and in an instant, only Feng Zi and Xian were left in the eyes of tens of thousands of people, and there was no room for anything else.

Looking at the hippie smiling face, scratching his head and jumping for a while, he was completely unvigilant or defensive, as if he was nothing, which attracted sarcasm from the audience. Feng Zi's expression sank, he clenched his fist, suppressed the frizz in his heart, and a harmless smile hung on his face.

"Feng Zi, down with this stinky old man!" "Yes, Feng Zi, beat him up! The old lady appreciates you!" Boomer and Lang Qi stood up and cheered loudly, regardless of any manners, like shrews scolding the street.

Feng Zi ignored the two of them, but with a smile on his face, he took a step and slowly walked towards the immortal, giving the audience the feeling of a leisurely walk, but there was no tension and oppression during the battle.

The fairy standing on the opposite side was still playing with a monkey in a random posture, and when he saw Feng Zi walking towards him, although he couldn't see anything on the surface, there was a fine light behind his glasses, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Zi came to the front of the immortal, the distance was less than half a meter, this distance was very dangerous for the two people who were fighting, as long as one side made a move, it would be fatal! But the two, one pretending to be crazy and stupid, and the other smiling, did not look like opponents, but like two good friends who had not seen each other for many years.

The fairy still jumped up and down, causing laughter from the audience. After a moment of silence, Feng Zi spoke, "Should I call you an immortal, or should I call you a god?"

The immortal was stunned for a moment, his face changed drastically, but he instantly concealed his surprise.

Without waiting for the immortal to answer his question, Feng Zi continued: "No matter what it is, there is only one thing I have to do now, turn you into a monster!" After speaking, whether the god heard it or not, Feng Zi's right hand suddenly raised, and the clenched fist struck out in an instant, not partial, just hitting the immortal's face.

The "click" glasses shattered, and the muscles in his face twitched with a punch. The immortal wanted to dodge, but Feng Zi shot too fast, and he didn't dodge after all. God never dreamed that Feng Zi didn't say hello, and with an affectionate smile on his face, he raised his fist and hit him in the face.

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