The Sun Tai, who had won several games in a row, was also in the field.

Looking at the gray-clothed man who Sun Tai was fighting with great effort, Xiao Yu felt that the real technical game had only officially begun to compete at this moment.

Judging from the figure of the man in gray, this person is also about a third-year student, and may have stayed here for a longer time.

Different from the previous table tennis between you and me, these two people's tricks are slow, and their sides are like a huge hood, and the ashes can't fly in, and the water can't splash in.

Looking at the two people in the field, making a sticky word trick to the fullest, and slowly pushing their hands over there, Xiao Yu couldn't help but laugh dumbly:

In other words, these two guys, at this moment, aren't they like those magic sticks in their previous lives who claimed to have super qigong, what kind of qigong are they performing over there? !

Is it good to pretend to be mysterious like this, what my sister prefers is to be happy and revenge, and the knife is falling down!

There was silence throughout the stands.

Everyone calmed down and watched the game carefully.

Xiao Yu yawned and turned her head a little bored.

I thought that these guys were so exciting that they looked like a sumo wrestling match from afar, and they really didn't have a clue.

It's like a pair of old masters, bowing to each other over there, and then, humbly saying to each other again and again:

Dude, please, please!

What the hell is the point?

Just when Xiao Yu was vigorously slandering in his heart, the crowd suddenly cheered.

When Xiao Yu looked up carefully, he saw that Sun Tai, who was full of ambition, was finally dissatisfied with the simple swing, and finally slapped the gray man on the opposite side.

This move, among many conventional moves, is obviously a little more vicious.

In the astonishment on the face of the gray-clothed man, Sun Tai's palm wind smoothly passed through the airflow barrier between the two of them, and struck the gray-clothed man's chest.

With a loud "bang", the stunned man in gray suddenly opened his eyes in the midst of a lot of disbelief on his face.

Then, in the strong palm wind of Sun Tai's shooting, the thin gray-clothed man, like a delicately cut paper man, was gently and skillfully slapped into the air.

fluttering, the gray paper man, as if he had been floating in the air for a long time, only then did he "bang" and fell on a hard piece of mud in front of Xiao Yu.

Countless spectators poured in.

Countless hands, all in an instant, stretched out, trying to pull up the gray-clothed man who fell to the ground in a daze.

At this moment, the gong sound of the "boring" that Meng listened to, and the familiar shrill voice announced loudly in the ring above his head:

"The first group, the selection is over. Winner, Sun Tai! Sun Tai can go off the field to rest first, and the second group will go on the field! ”

Xiao Yu, who was sitting in the ring, looked at the chaos in front of him, and was a little dazed.

Only then did I secretly understand that it turned out that masters competed for the end, and sometimes, the decisive victory was not only ability, but sometimes, it was also a person's discipline and a person's lower limit.

What the hell, I knew that this was the case, and I wanted to wronged myself like that before, what did I do to sit on that high stone pillar and practice?!

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