The members of the masturbation were worried in the face of Zhong Xiaoshan's suppression, and they couldn't think of any way to counteract. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhong Xiaoshan is indeed a little anxious, as soon as the time of sixty seconds is up, Wei Biao will stop, and he who is passive will definitely be judged to lose, and the loser will become Wei Biao's ghost.

Twenty seconds later, Zhong Xiaoshan added a new injury to his back. The audience shouted and scolded Yuan Min non-stop, as if his sister was being bullied, his face was red, and even the crocodile group was implicated in being abused.

Whether it was a masturbation or a crocodile group, they didn't expect that Zhong Xiaoshan would be so popular, and the image of the cute and unpretentious little girl made everyone feel good.

Yuan Min was very unhappy in his heart, the golden silk soft whip accelerated and slashed, the angle became more and more tricky and rapid, and his body quickly swam around Zhong Xiaoshan.

The stunning woman who judged the high platform always had a faint smile on her face, and when she got up to leave, she said to the middle-aged general: "If she wins, arrange it after the competition." ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly got up and arched his hand towards the departing back, "Miss Chu, go slowly!"

At the time of thirty seconds, Zhong Xiaoshan took a strong potion with his free hand, and his body suddenly froze in place, no longer rotating with Yuan Min's detour, and carefully perceived it with his focus on sharing strong pressure and impetuousness.

A slash sounded from the left side behind her, Zhong Xiaoshan stood like a mountain in his steps, and when he heard the sound of the whip, when his left arm sank back to intercept, a square war hammer with clear water chestnuts suddenly appeared in his right hand.

'Smack' ——!

The crisp sound of the whip sounded on the heavy shield surface that sank back, and when the soft whip touched the heavy shield, the whip tip immediately turned around and rolled around the arc towards Zhong Xiaoshan's front.

Yuan Min's speed was very fast, and his body had already surrounded five meters at the same time as the whip struck, and when he saw the square war hammer in Zhong Xiaoshan's hand on his chest, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

'Xiu Xiu ——!'

The whip turned and struck in an arc, but was stopped by the erected war hammer, which instantly wrapped around the handle under the hammer head.

Yuan Min's footsteps slammed, and he waved his arm to withdraw the soft whip. Zhong Xiaoshan was suppressed for more than thirty seconds, and the suppressed killing machine was already full of his body, how could the fighter plane that had been brewing for a long time be allowed to slip away.

Almost as soon as the tip of the whip touched the front of the handle, he stepped up violently, and his right arm suddenly intertwined with the tip of the whip.

"Beautiful!" Amon and Wen Yiming said in unison, fixing the whip tip is equivalent to locking the opponent, unless the opponent gives up the blade in time, it will meet Zhong Xiaoshan's top shield charge.

Wen Yiming has rich combat experience and changeability, and he has already made up his mind when Zhong Xiaoshan sacrifices the war hammer; Amon himself is an expert in the use of soft weapons, and he is quite proficient in offensive and defensive countermeasures, so he can be said to be a master in this way, and it is not difficult to see that Zhong Xiaoshan is about to thunder and counterattack.

Zhong Xiaoshan did not disappoint the two of them, locked the whip and launched it in a violent stride, focusing on the subtle perception of blessing, accurately locking Yuan Min's position, and rushing to the top shield.

When the audience showed the signs of a counterattack in Zhong Xiaoshan, they had already erupted into a tidal wave of shouts, all of which roared wildly.

"Bump him to death, don't keep your hands, girl!"

"Let that miscellaneous skin spit out the entrails, damn it!"

"Fuck the dogs, die!"

"Rise to the storm!aha~~~!"

The corners of Wen Yiming's mouth twitched, and he said secretly, this line is very familiar!

Yuan Min panicked, he was not good at close combat, he was able to lift an iron pier on the third layer of the Great Martial Arts Cultivation, completely relying on a bottle of intermediate giant power potion gain, although he was a big step higher than the opponent, in fact, in his heart, he still had a great sense of fear of Zhong Xiaoshan's cookie-cutter violent collision.

The two were only six meters apart, and Yuan Min let go of the soft whip without the slightest hesitation, and slid sideways to dodge quickly.

Zhong Xiaoshan's shield collision speed is more than twice as fast as her normal movement speed, this martial art has been displayed many times in front of everyone, and it still makes the audience addicted.

Yuan Min's desperate sideways movement was not in vain, he deviated from the origin and impacted at least one meter, and he was able to do this under the extremely fast collision at a distance of six meters, which was worthy of the agile martial arts cultivation of the Great Martial Arts Generation.

Zhong Xiaoshan's baby-faced face sank into the water, not fluctuating in the slightest because of the target's detachment, and the warhammer swung outwards to meet Yuan Min's sideways route.

In the constriction of pupils, it was too late for Yuan Min to want the true yuan to control the sky.

'Poof——!'

The sound of the sternum shattering was faint, drowned out by the dull thump of the hammer, and a mouthful of blood had not yet spurted out, it had been smashed back to square one by the hammer.

'Bang ——!'

The impact of the top shield on the target with precision, the sound of the impact once again brought a dense sound of bone joints shattering, and Yuan Min's sideways figure instantly turned into an upside-down flight, like a soft burlap bag in the air, and blood spurted wildly.

As the dust flew under the ring, Yuan Min was as soft as a dead dog thirty meters away from the stage, seemingly without breath, but his body was still convulsive, and the blood in his mouth was still gushing out.

"Okay, good, girl, so good!" the audience cheered without hesitation.

"It's enjoyable, it's so enjoyable, I didn't expect this girl to hide her back hand, a violent little girl who hammers and shields, wow, I like it!"

"I really want to see the scene of my sister smashing human brains out with a hammer. ”

"What's your sister?"

"Slip of the tongue, I'm excited! What kind of, go and add to Lao Tzu, increase the bet!"

The members were also overjoyed, Sai Yaren laughed and raised his hands to make a sound, and Yiqing clapped and clapped, and the pastry that he had only nibbled on two bites was wasted on someone's head.

Sai Yaren dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, sullenly knocking on the melon seeds, the speed was like a meteor catching the moon, the melon seed shell was like a heavenly girl scattering flowers, and when he felt a trace of murderous aura coming from the right, he hurriedly put down Erlang's leg and smiled.

Wen Yiming pinched his chin thoughtfully, this fighting style should be the first time he has seen it, but there is always a hint of familiarity.

Zhong Xiaoshan's clothes were stained with blood, but in fact, it was just a skin injury, and there was no major problem, plus there were a large number of medicines on the members of the members, and the treatment of the injuries was fast and effective.

In the next few battles, for some reason, the challengers were all cultivators of the first level of the Great Martial Arts, and under the violent offensive of Zhong Xiaoshan, all of them were defeated, but none of them died, which made the faces of the crocodile group extremely ugly.

There is no suspense in ten consecutive wins, Zhong Xiaoshan's fighting style leads to a great consumption of physical strength and true yuan, and in the sighs of the audience, he did not go to the hundred-character ring to meet the challenge.

However, this did not hinder the audience's enthusiasm for her, and it was not until a few more fights in the ring that the shouting of Zhong Xiaoshan's name stopped.

"Xiaoshan, you're popular, haha!" Wen Yiming quipped.

Zhong Xiaoshan put away the sign of the tenth master, smiled embarrassedly, and cast a grateful look at Wen Yiming.

She knew very well that she couldn't win ten consecutive victories without focusing on sharing, and it would be good to be able to survive sixty under Yuan Min. Wen Yiming's status gradually increased in her heart, but she still didn't believe that he was qualified to be the captain, in Zhong Xiaoshan's opinion, the calm and not much talk Amon was more suitable, and the cultivation was also the highest in the team.

Wen Yiming naturally didn't know Zhong Xiaoshan's thoughts, and asked: "Xiaoshan, your shield collision martial arts are very good, if you can comprehend the straight turn, it will be even more perfect." ”

Zhong Xiaoshan nodded in contemplation, and the bloody battle was still in full swing in the ring.

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