Sure enough, in the first game, the opponent was just an ordinary person. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The game was about the same level as yesterday, and in the eyes of most people off and off the field, it was just a warm-up.

I thought it was evenly matched, but Wushuang already had a target today, so he didn't waste too much time, and solved the opponent with the fastest speed, which can be regarded as a one-move to defeat the enemy.

Although this kind of game is not interesting, it can also provoke the nerves of the spectators the most, and many people who did not witness yesterday's game were surprised by the unparalleled strength, and it also made her gradually move towards the altar.

There was no break, and the second fight was Black Fist.

Wushuang had already learned about Black Boxing before, and knew that the other party was a man who was famous for his unpredictable boxing skills. When I saw the deity today, I was still a little surprised.

Since the other party is famous for his boxing, he will definitely not be a thin character. Before, the picture that Wushuang sketched in his mind was a man with five big and three thick, maybe he was obviously hideous, and people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

I haven't looked at the evaluation of Black Fist in the entire West District, they are all men who dare not violate them like beasts!

Since it looks like a beast, it must look scary.

But......

The man in front of him with wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, distinct muscles, and exuding a man's explosive power and wild beauty all over his body, is it really a "beast" black fist?

At this time, the referee's announcement sounded outside the field, and the voice was still a little familiar, it turned out to be Bingyun himself.

"The next one is our new beauty warrior, Drunken Mushuang, and the famous beast Black Fist. The two of them, one has a long-standing reputation in the West End, and the other is a dark horse who has just entered the battle, which of them will be the winner of this battle? Let's wait and see—"

Wushuang was really sure that the person in front of her was Black Fist, and she looked at the other party carefully, as if she was going to see a flower from his body.

Black Fist's appearance is very good-looking, I don't know how to describe it. is different from the handsome and good-looking of ordinary men, his eyebrows are very thick and his eyes are very bright. The lips are also thick, and it looks like an urge to take two bites.

Most of the men in the Metaverse have always regarded Qingjun as beautiful, and Qingjun is indeed beautiful, such as Jian Lin, Jun Zimo, and Hejing, all of whom are very handsome. Including the ruthless sect master of the Demon Sect, he is also a type that is handsome to ethereal and makes people forget the vulgar at a glance.

However, I was used to seeing a handsome man, and suddenly such a wild man broke into sight......

It's really beautiful.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Not to mention appreciating beauty.

Wushuang has always been a lustful person, whether male or female, as long as he is good-looking, he is very advantageous in front of her. Mu Liukite, Li Jia, Jian Lin, Feng Wuxie...... Even the city lord who wanted to kill them before Yudu, Wushuang has always been very beautiful.

Now, suddenly seeing such a handsome person, even if Wushuang has no intention of developing any relationship with the other party, he still treats the other party very favorably subconsciously.

Musou struck first, giving up on winning with strength, and she kept getting closer to Black Fist, attacking him from all angles. Each attack seems to be fleeting in the blink of an eye, but if you really feel it, you can understand the lethality of this attack.

The black fist is also very flexible, at least it didn't let Wushuang take advantage of much, but between the entanglements, he accidentally touched the Tao a few times.

The people watching the game off the field are going to boil, a man and a woman, the fight is so fierce, so close......

The fist is bloody, and the palm is deadly, it is really enjoyable to watch!

The combination of tyranny and lust, the collision of strength and beauty, although I know that the two are just fighting, but inexplicably I see what is going on with a red face and a heart like a drum?!

Jun Zimo was watching the beast's blood boiling, and he was extremely glad that Jian Lin was locked up this time and did not come out. Otherwise, if he saw such a situation, how could he get it!

Thinking about it, he remembered what Wushuang said to him before he came to the stage just now.

Beautiful jade.

What a long time that is, so far away that even Jun Zimo himself doesn't quite remember that time. But by the title of Wushuang, all of them woke up.

Beautiful jade.

It was a time when he should have been abandoned a long time ago, carrying the mature demon seed on his body, and his conscience was constantly tempted by the desire of the demon seed, making him waver. At that time, the only one who cared about him and helped him was Wushuang.

It was because of this that when Jian Lin wanted to take away Wushuang, he took the initiative to expose himself as a son of the devil and let him shift his target.

Even so, Jian Lin's attention to him is just average, not like he is full of interest like Wushuang.

At this point, he didn't think there was anything bad, after all, how many things that Jian Lin was interested in had died, and it was not easy for him to leave a life. What's more, it is enough to be able to exchange for unparalleled peace and joy.

didn't expect that when he thought he was dead, he would be able to come back to life in the identity of Junzi Mo. When I thought that I had completely lost my life with Wushuang, I could reunite with each other in the field of Sijiang selection.

It's just that I don't know what's going on, she and Jian Lin have become a Taoist couple, and after such a long time of observation, he found that the two are really in love.

The matter has come to this point, what reason does he have to recognize Wushuang again, so that she is worried in vain! It made Wushuang feel that Kun was dead, so it was good.

But I never thought that Wushuang would call his name today.

The name that he had deliberately forgotten, but which appeared in his dreams every night, was domineering.

Of course, no matter how chaotic your heart is now, you can't think about it too much, and the main focus is on the game in front of you.

The fight between Wushuang and Black Fist continues, and the two are inseparable.

The fierce battle situation made everyone in the audience enthusiastic, and the gentleman Mo who watched it was terrified.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this match is a matchup between real masters, especially those who have watched yesterday's 20 games, and can clearly see the difference between the two.

At this time, they suddenly realized that this woman named Drunk Wushuang yesterday had been hiding her strength!

Not to mention hiding his strength, at least he is temporarily avoiding the edge.

Finally, Musou ended the long-running contest with a perfect dodge and a right hook.

The atmosphere on the field was about to go crazy, Bingyun also hoarsely screamed, "Victory, victory, our dark horse, Drunken Wushuang has won - congratulations to Drunken Wushuang for winning this competition-"

Indeed, at this time, the whole person of Black Fist was suppressed on the ground by Wushuang and could not get up, and Wushuang even used his entire knee against the opponent's chest, leaving him without the power to resist.

In an instant, the entire arena, including the live broadcast outside the stadium, the audience below was like a chicken blood, boiling over. There are also many people who have other opinions, thinking that their dignified black fist in the west side could be defeated by a female doll who appeared out of nowhere.

But here's the thing, it's chaotic here in the West End, but it's occasionally reasonable. That truth is that the strong are respected, and strength is supreme.

Wushuang has the strength to defeat the Black Fist, and naturally has the ability to make them respect. There are still many voices of opposition, but the facts are in front of us, and there is no room for reversal at all.

In an instant, Wushuang's status in the Western District suddenly rose to the second level of the pyramid, even above the Black Fist.

This is a big honor, if she can win the next game, it will be a big event that will shock the West District.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, the only one who can be its opponent will be the top man of the pyramid - Daylight.

Now the reason why Wushuang is challenging is not yet understood, and it will not cause much turmoil. If they knew that Wushuang's target was the Red Flame King, I am afraid that here, with all their might, they would have to strangle her.

Bingyun still has some humanity, at least he didn't let Wushuang and Black Fist fight against Zhan Tian immediately after this fight, and at least gave her half a day of rest.

Maybe it's to win over Wushuang, or maybe it's to add highlights to his life and death scene. Regardless of his reason, now Wushuang can be regarded as the beneficiary.

During the break, Jun Zimo found Wushuang.

As usual, he intimately prepared the things she needed to use, as if the title before Wushuang came to power never existed. But they all knew something was different.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Wushuang leaned on the railing obliquely, with an intoxicating dreamy feeling on his expression, and asked Jun Zimo.

"What can I say, what do you think I should say." His attitude was not too good, and now it was a bit rude compared to the intimacy or politeness before.

Wushuang stood up with a "rub", her height was almost the same as that of Junzi Mo, she looked directly into his eyes, "Why don't you admit it?" Since it's already here, why not admit it? What the hell happened in those days? How did you change so much? ”

Jun Zimo was speechless by Wushuang's sudden persecution, he was dumbfounded, what do you want him to say? Talking about his hard days under the Demon Venerable? Or is it the friendship that gradually gets along with Master Jianlin? Or was it his death process that was so real that it made him tremble? Or does he still not know how to run to Jun Zimo's strange experience?

All this is happening, and no one should know about it. It should all be buried deep in the soil, buried in his heart, a little bit of decay.

Therefore, in the face of Wushuang's questioning at this time, he couldn't say a word.

But he was despicably happy, glad that Wushuang still cared about him to this day, and remembered that when he was a child, he didn't even count as a playmate.

He knew that Wushuang's current actions were all because of concern. He also knew that perhaps she had been saddened when she learned of her death.

Jian Lin is his master and his master, if he is still Kun now, he can even be regarded as his heaven. Whether he wants it or not, this reverence is one-way, and he is powerless to change it, and he has no right to change.

But now Jian Lin and Wushuang have become a loving couple, and he ...... How do you find your position?

Now that his identity has been broken by Wushuang's words, does Jian Lin also know? He suddenly didn't know what to do, he was terrified, he was terrified.

It was like being splashed on his head by a basin of ice water in the middle of winter, from the Tianling Gai along the spine to the tail vertebrae, cold to the bone marrow.

The rest time passed quickly, and it was time for Wushuang to play, because of the warm-up of the first two games, the opponent in this game directly arranged the battle day.

No matter how you look at it, the protagonist of this sensational West Conference game is Mushuang. Whether it is Zhantian or Black Fist, they are the foils arranged by the organizers for Wushuang, if Wushuang wins, they are still a springboard for her progress.

Black Fist was defeated by Wushuang, and he said in his heart that there was no resentment, it was impossible, but at his height, the pursuit of an evenly matched opponent became the most important thing in his life.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have a good life, but I was mixed in the life and death arena in the West all day long, just because I wanted to find an opponent.

Fortunately, there are many strong people in the field of life and death.

Zhan Tian and he have a good relationship, and the two of them are also in the habit of "loving and killing each other", although there are many people on the second layer, there are only three or five who can really be seen by them.

As for the first layer of daylight, it was another mountain in their hearts besides the Red Flame King.

Therefore, Wushuang defeated the Black Fist this time, but he didn't say that it made the other party angry. Black Fist is very happy to find someone who shares his interests and can also be equal to him in terms of force.

Okay, okay, it's impossible for him to admit that the other party is stronger than him.

In his opinion, as long as he trains hard next time, he will definitely be able to catch up with Wushuang. It would be nice if she didn't leave, and we would have a fight or something together in the future...... Don't get too much of it.

As for Zhan Tian, this person's stinky temper is exactly the same as Black Fist, and after seeing his old buddy lose, the only emotion he has is schadenfreude.

"Humph! What are you happy about, that girl doll is so powerful, I want to see how you lose! Black Fist snorted coldly, tsundere.

Zhan Tian laughed wildly, picked up his weapon and went to the arena.

The match between life and death is not completely forbidden to use weapons, is it used? How to use it depends entirely on the agreement between the parties.

The most powerful thing in the black fist is his fist, and the most powerful thing in Zhan Tian is his knife. Therefore, every battle in Zhantian uses weapons.

Etiquette is still exchanged, Wushuang naturally also uses weapons, and she chooses the Qingsha Sword that has always accompanied her to grow up.

Zhantian's wide sword and unparalleled heavy sword are both extremely domineering weapons among heavy weapons, both sides are tough and strong, and the two tigers are fighting, and they don't know who wins and who loses.

When he saw Zhan Tian, Wushuang couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Just because his appearance is also one top and one good.

The black fist is all the wild taste of the extremely manly, and the one who fights the sky is more chic and handsome.

If Black Fist is a beast, then Zhan Tian is a ranger. The simple and wanton world is free and easy to envy.

It is undeniable that the other party is a beautiful man.

Wushuang was a little puzzled, if he didn't know that this was the life and death arena in the West District, these people would have crawled out of the pile of dead people one by one. She really thought it was going to be a beauty contest.

Why are the people at the top of the pyramid so beautiful?

Such an idea, of course, can't be known to the opponent, otherwise what awaits Wushuang will not be a fair duel but a one-sided fight.