"Are you still finished?"

I saw Wei Junjie stand up, pat the dust on his body, stare at Yang Keming fiercely, and said, "You actually dare to hit me in the face! Originally, I didn't want to use that trick, but since you are so hard-working, don't blame me for being polite!"

"Huh?"

Seeing that he was serious, Yang Keming didn't dare to despise him, and said in a deep voice: "If there are any moves, I'll wait and see!"

"As soon as I make this move, I will definitely be shocked, and the consequences will be extremely serious, even if it is a referee, it will be difficult to recover, have you thought about it?"

The referee teacher in the air was shocked when he heard this, and he was afraid that he would not have time to make a move in the event of an accident, so he hurriedly lowered his altitude. Everyone in the audience was also a little flustered, and they retreated one after another, and some timid people even ran away, for fear of affecting themselves.

Yang Keming swallowed his saliva and said in his heart: "This person's cultivation is mediocre, and he dares to make such wild words, could it be that he has the source to endow him?"

At the moment, he urged the peep into the sky, and the "sword pupil" was ready to go, and said in his mouth: "Less nonsense, come on!"

Seeing that Yang Keming was unmoved, Wei Junjie felt a pang in his heart and said, "Okay, you forced me!"

After saying that, he slowly raised his hands above his head and said loudly: "Source ......"

"Oops, it's really Yuanfu!"

Yang Keming's heart moved, and he decided to strike first, and a spiritual sword qi instantly shot from his left eye towards Wei Junjie.

"When is the time for retribution?

As soon as he admitted defeat, Wei Junjie was relieved. Suddenly, there was a stinging pain in his brain, as if a sharp sword was stirring in the **, making him feel pain, and he fainted to the ground with a scream.

Yang Keming couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, but unfortunately it was too late, and he secretly scolded that he deserved it.

The referee saw it in his eyes and knew that Wei Junjie was only temporarily fainting and was fine, so he ordered the two students to carry him to the infirmary.

"The one who was promoted, Yang Keming. ”

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

One person said: "This Wei Junjie is really ridiculous! If you admit defeat, you can admit defeat well, what are you doing with those useless things? It looks like you want to destroy the world." ”

A person beside him had just returned from escaping, and he gasped and scolded: "Destroy the world? I thought this son of a bitch was going to break new ground......! I think you're pretty calm, why don't you run?"

The man said hatefully, "I wanted to run, but I don't know which dog stepped on me, and now my foot still hurts!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them felt that something was wrong at the same time.

"Is it ......?"

The two looked at each other, and then scuffled.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, the referee shouted: "Those who cause trouble for no reason will be disqualified from the competition!"

The two of them gave up.

"The next group, Han Zhen, Xia Yin. ”

The two took the stage in response.

Yang Keming saw that Han Zhen's face was pale, and he couldn't help but shake his head, and said in his heart: "This Han Zhen's spiritual power is certainly wonderful, but seeing that his state is not good, if he is forced to use it again, I am afraid that he will die of anemia." This victory has been scored. ”

Sure enough, the two fought for only a few rounds, and then Xia Yin's golden gun made a false pick, forcing Queen Han Jiancang to retreat. Helplessly, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.

Xia Yin took the opportunity to take a step forward, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Han Zhen's throat. The whole set of movements is like a smooth flow, as if everything is under control.

Yang Keming sighed lightly and said in his heart: "It's a pity that this Han Zhen cultivation is ordinary, and he couldn't force her to show her true strength." ”

"Promotion, Xia Yin. The next group, Ma Hualong, Zhong Bo. ”

Ma Hualong's name once again caused a commotion in the crowd, and I saw him jumping into the ring, still chic.

The man named Zhong Bo was extremely fat, and he was probably no less than five hundred pounds by eyesight. A huge face has no expression, just because the facial features that can express joy, anger and sorrow are covered by fat. If it weren't for the barely recognizable limbs, it would be hard to imagine that this was a human being.

It is rumored that when this person first arrived in Fengling, the leaders of the seminary specially expanded the door of the school building and strengthened the bed for him. And because of his huge amount of food, the canteen has also increased the number of people, but unfortunately there is no hospital uniform that fits him. Although he will not expose his private parts when he is naked, in order to unify his dress, he finally tailors a hospital uniform.

Because of his high recognition, Yang Keming remembers this person vividly. In the first round, Zhong Bo overwhelming his opponent and won the victory. Speaking of which, his opponent is also pitiful, his strength is mediocre, but after Zhong Bo's pressure, he is also mediocre.

I saw Zhong Bo slowly walking to the ring, because of his huge weight, every step seemed very difficult, and in just a short distance, his face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Sweat flowed down and fell to the ground into flowers, and he walked step by step towards the ring in this way. For him, to be able to stand in this ring, he is already a winner.

Ma Hualong had been waiting for a long time, and was hesitating whether to step forward to help him, but who knew that Zhong Bo was blocking his vision due to his stomach, and he tripped on the last step without paying attention, and the whole person rolled forward and rolled in front of Ma Hualong in an instant. A long oil mark was left on the ground behind him.

"Long waiting!"

Zhong Bo slowly stood up, looked at Ma Hualong in front of him, and said with an urn.

Ma Hualong was stunned, seeing that the hospital clothes on his body were soaked with sweat, he hurriedly said, "It's okay, you ...... You've worked hard. ”

"Where, where!" Zhong Bo waved his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "This ghost weather is too hot, you wait for me to drink saliva and let's compare again." ”

Turn around and step down.

Ma Hualong thought that he was only afraid that he would have to wait until it got dark, so he hurriedly stopped: "Don't move, I'll help you get it." ”

Zhong Bohan laughed twice, pointed to a place under the stage, and said, "It's there, it's troublesome!"

Ma Hualong looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a half-human-high, waist-thick wooden barrel in the open space next to the ring, filled with water. Signaling to the referee, Ma Hualong jumped out of the ring, walked to the barrel, and asked suspiciously: "What about the guy you filled with water?"

"Hehe, that bucket is my water glass. ”

"Huh?"

Ma Hualong couldn't help but be taken aback, the water in this wooden barrel is afraid that there are hundreds of liters, what kind of stomach will use it as a cup? But the game is imminent, he can't care much, grabs the edge of the barrel, shakes his arms, picks it up, twists his waist, rushes to the stage with a "poof", and puts the bucket in front of Zhong Bo.

"Drink it and don't waste everyone's time. ”

"Okay, thank you!"

Zhong Bo grabbed the wooden bucket with both hands, and the barrel was really like a large water cup in his hand. I saw him "grunting" a sea drink, and in the blink of an eye, he drank not a drop of water in the bucket, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and threw the bucket aside.

"I'm done, come on!"

Ma Hualong couldn't wait for a long time, and as soon as his spiritual sense moved, the "golden rainbow stick" in his hand appeared, and said, "You ...... first Forget it, I'll come first, see the move!"

After that, he ran his body and came to Zhong Bo in an instant, and smashed his head with a stick.

That Zhong Bo was not in a hurry, and stretched out a hand to pick up the "golden rainbow stick".

Seeing this, everyone in the audience laughed at him for not measuring his own strength, and even used his flesh and blood to resist the power of the spiritual weapon. Who knew that the light in Zhong Bo's hand flickered, and a shield in the shape of a tortoiseshell appeared, which collided with the "golden rainbow stick" and made a loud "bang".

Ma Hualong only felt a tingle in the tiger's mouth, and a huge force followed, which shocked him back a few steps. On the other hand, Zhong Bo was still standing in place, as if nothing had happened.

"This fat man even has a spiritual device!"

There was a commotion in the audience, and Yang Keming also recognized that Zhong Bo's shield was the "Spirit Turtle Shield" he had seen in Baohua Pavilion.

One person exclaimed: "This fat man looks clumsy, it turns out that he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Another said: "Don't say it, this pig really looks like it!"

When Ma Hualong saw the Spirit Turtle Shield, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, regrouped, and bullied himself forward.

Zhong Bo also urged to turn into qi, and his seemingly bulky body became a lot more flexible, coupled with the spirit turtle shield in his hand, he did not fall behind in the face of Ma Hualong's attack. The two fought for dozens of rounds, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.