There was a "boring bang", and a crisp gong sounded from behind them.

Ignoring the different colors on the faces of the three people, the dedicated referee brother struck his gong heavily and announced loudly in the ring:

"The time has come! Today's championship final has officially begun! Draw lots for the three players to choose their opponents! ”

When he reached into the stick, Xiao Yu was still silently thinking:

This time, I don't know, who will be drawn to be in a group with that Deng Weipeng? If he is unfortunate enough to be spread to him all of a sudden, it will be another vicious battle.

That guy is really not easy to deal with.

was so stunned for a while, and when his thin white hand was pulled out of the stick, Xiao Yu found that what he was holding in his hand was actually a white stick.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but secretly feel ecstasy:

Dig a slot, this can also be drawn!

My recent luck, why is it gradually starting to get better?

In other words, drawing this white slip shows that this first game should be played by Deng Weipeng against Hong Bo, in addition to being able to rest and watch the battle for the time being, he can also carefully observe the martial arts of the two opponents in front of him. For these players whose martial arts have already entered the realm of transformation, just by virtue of every number of paths, many kinds of cracking methods can be born by the way. If you can get such an opportunity, it can be regarded as a great joy.

Such a result, but Xiao Yuqiu can't ask for it!

Pursing her lips, Xiao Yu desperately held back the smile that wanted to overflow at the corner of her lips, and raised the white slip in her hand towards the referee brother with a serious face.

Looking at the yin and yang sticks in their hands, Deng Weipeng's fat face was so yin that it was almost dripping.

But that Hong Bo was still indifferent:

"This first scene, it was actually a comparison between the younger brother and Brother Deng, and the younger brother was really terrified in his heart, and he was extremely frightened......

Deng Weipeng smiled proudly:

"Brother Hong, between you and me, since we have stepped into this ring in one place, the final battle is inevitable after all, and it is difficult to survive. I Lao Deng is a rough person, I usually shoot, sometimes I can't control the severity, if I hurt Brother Hong later, please forgive Brother Hong, brother, I really don't want to hurt you. In my heart, in fact, what Dingding is willing to do is to beat up a certain little white face who doesn't know the height of the sky in the past. ”

Hong Bo's white skin, after hearing this, became more and more pale:

"Oh, Brother Deng is too worried. Although I Hongbo is thinner and whiter, Hongbo still can't afford the honorific title of these three words of little white face. Hong Bo is stupid, just think that Brother Deng is holding this name, talking about another person in this scene, right? Although, the brother's face is indeed much whiter and smoother than that man's rough yellow skin. It's just that everyone is just fighting each other here, Brother Deng just let the horse come over, Hong is desperate to take it, why does Brother Deng bother to do more here, just blame Huai and scold Sang in this ring? Brother Deng felt that there must be this?! ”

This time, the corners of his lips turned pale and his face turned blue, but he was replaced by Deng Weipeng, who was originally in a heart-to-heart posture: