The old-fashioned Nangong prince, the Nangong prince who forced himself to practice desperately, knew that this was the case, and he wanted to keep him alive or dead, and dragged him here to take a look.

Let him know that sometimes, even if he doesn't have as much force as he expected, just by using his crooked brain, his sister can actually destroy all the nerdy opponents on this stage without much effort.

As long as your skin is thick and firm enough, it is safe.

Not long after such a fallacy was drawn, Xiao Yu was really shocked again.

Unlike the first group, which has a clear hierarchy and even strength, the strength of the second group seems to be generally relatively high.

It was so high that Xiao Yu sat there and searched for a long time, but he didn't find even a drinking friend he had met at Lu Jiaotou's house.

It's a pity that Feng Tao, who knows many campus secrets better than her, has never sat by her side at this moment.

Otherwise, Xiao Yu really wanted to catch his arms and ask carefully, what is the matter, the strength of this second group is generally so strong, isn't it, they are all masters selected from the old monsters who have been practicing here for I don't know how many years they have been in the third grade?

Different from the members of the first group when they competed in martial arts, all the members of the second group seemed to be more comfortable when they competed.

Xiao Yu sat there dumbfounded, staring all the way, looking at those people, just a simple wave of his sleeves was enough to raise the wind and sand in a place; No matter how simple you hook your fingers, you can see that the small objects that are unintentionally idle in the ring, in the strong palm wind, like some elves who suddenly come to life, fly around flexibly on the four sides of the bodies of those contestants.

Xiao Yu's little heart suddenly felt a little bruised.

it! This hair palm dancing sword or something, Xiao Yu asked himself if he could barely deal with it, and even, he could barely say that he was so sure of one and a half points.

However, to let those crude benzene gadgets fly directly around him as if they had spirituality, Xiao Yu asked himself, I am afraid, I still lack a little certainty.

How many masters are hidden in these third grades?

Discipline, this guy who has been practicing for so long and is so disgusting that he doesn't want to practice martial arts anymore, secretly, he has a lot of humility.

In this second group of group trials, the progress of the game is in all the games that Xiao Yu has seen. The slowest one.

Xiao Yu sat there, holding his chin stupidly, watching those people with extremely high force value flying around in the ring, fighting unrelentingly over there.

Unlike the one that Sun Tai had just now, this time, the members of the second group were all doing their best and actively fighting.

The kind of strong and powerful palm wind between them, occasionally, with those flying clothes, little by little scattered under the ring, inside the stands.

Every time, when those fierce palm winds passed over Xiao Yu's face that was still clinging to the human skin mask, Xiao Yu could still clearly feel a deep sting like a blunt knife scraping flesh.

In the face of such absolute strength, the kind of inference about ability and personal wisdom that Xiao Yu had just come to at this time suddenly melted away without a trace, just like ice and snow in the afternoon.

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