Gloomy? Optimism?

Does this have anything to do with your current situation?

Please let it go!

After grinding his teeth for a long time, the couple of newcomers on the stage finally came to an end in the table tennis battle.

In the sound of those piercing gongs, Xiao Yu applauded vigorously and applauded vigorously.

Every creature feels for its kind.

For his peers, who have also been struggling in the ring, Xiao Yu has a kind of respect and respect that is almost instinctive.

"Don't shout. It's not good, this person who has just won will become your opponent tomorrow. ”

Nangong Ping said coldly on the side.

"The opponent is the opponent, so what?" Xiao Yu responded with great interest:

"In other words, everyone who sincerely makes efforts deserves applause and respect!"

"Your thoughts are fresh, fresh, not like they're from this five-color continent. Where are you from? Far away on the moon? ”

In Nangong Ping's low voice, there is a rare little sensibility.

Xiao Yu smirked again:

"This time, you're right once, Lord Wang! Yu'er is indeed not from this place, she is from another time and space in Jade that is different from here! ”

"Sounds fresh. It's just that the people there also need to keep fighting? Nangong Ping asked lazily.

"Yes, the pressure to survive there is actually very great."

I don't know why, Xiao Yu, who has always been eagerly looking forward to wearing it back earlier, was a little gloomy when he talked about it.

"Stupid again?" Nangong Ping's voice rang in his ears again, and the slightest bit of heat surged towards Xiao Yu's pair of small earlobes that had not been able to put on a protective film:

"It's not the right time. You see, your opponent Feng Daoming is already waiting for you on stage. ”

Hah, it's your turn again?!

Xiao Yu raised his hand and rubbed the earlobe that seemed to be a little itchy, and looked at the ring.

In the ring, a tall yellow-faced man with a sword in his arms was standing quietly there.

Is he here, waiting for himself?

Oops, but you can't be late! We can't be rude!

With a slump in his body and a twist in his waist, Xiao Yu quickly spun into the ring again.

Standing there, he gasped slightly, and by the way, continued to look at this legendary Feng Daoming.

Squinting his eyes slightly, the Feng Daoming in front of him did not speak first, but his face was sinking like water all the time, and he had a majestic attitude.

It looks like the clay judge in the temple!

Xiao Yu couldn't help but think silently.

After waiting for a long time, the clay sculpture-like opponent in front of him said coldly:

"What? Do you think, when can you do it? ”

Yes? It turns out that people are waiting for themselves?

Wait until you're done observing?

Wait until you're ready?

Wow, this person's concentration is a bit remarkable!

Hurriedly arched his hand, Xiao Yu said loudly:

"Senior brother Chi Yu, I've seen the senior! In the end, to meet a high-end opponent like the president, Chi Yu is really lucky! I hope that the seniors will give you advice! ”

It is said that thousands of clothes are worn, but sycophants are not worn.

Xiao Yu first shook a few good words very positively, which seemed to have a few effects.

The senior Feng Daoming in front of him first reluctantly showed his four front teeth, shook his fat and square cheeks, and said a little reluctantly: