At this point, the magic gyroscope trembled all over and could no longer get up.

Everyone suddenly realized, and then looked at the magic spinning top that was still lying on the ground, and couldn't help but laugh in unison.

It turns out that this fierce and vicious brother was kicked to the second child, so he couldn't get up again, understand, understand, hahaha......

The whole people burst into jubilation and laughed.

Zhao Sanyuan also took the opportunity to stir up the atmosphere, and couldn't help shouting: "It turned out to be a trick to tease the yin legs, and the momentum of the magic top player was knocked down on the spot." He dodged the Dragon King Fist of a high-level martial art, but in the end he was defeated under this flirtatious leg that was not even a combat skill, it was really a capsized boat in the gutter, alas, unfortunately, his luck was too bad. ”

Hahaha......

The audience inside and outside the stadium laughed in unison, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Because for a cultivator who has been in a hundred battles, this low-ranking trick of flirting with yin legs is really not on the table. Ordinary masters will neither use it, nor will they make such a simple move.

Unexpectedly, in this canopy ring competition, one person used it, and one person actually got hit, which immediately attracted everyone's ridicule.

Zhao Sanyuan said loudly again: "This time our crazy pariah, Mr. Yang Feng is really out of shit luck. After his own trick martial arts was cracked by others, he made a move to tease his yin leg in a hurry, and he actually kicked the opponent's key point and ended the opponent. This leg is really the leg that has been kissed by the gods, and it is full of luck. ”

Hahaha!

Zhao Sanyuan blamed all this on Yang Feng's shit luck, which made everyone laugh even more, and nodded in approval again and again.

Only a few visionaries sneered in their hearts and shook their heads disappreciatively.

Zhao Sanyuan, a shrewd businessman, is guiding public opinion again, in fact, he should know that it is not an accident at all.

That's right, in master battles, accidents never exist.

Sima Changfeng stared at everything below, and the corners of his mouth crossed the arc of Xinran: "I really didn't see the wrong person, this kid really has a set." ”

"Isn't it just shit luck, it's still a ninth-rate trick, and this Dragon King Fist is still taught to him by Guo Tianwei, as for what he has the ability to do, I don't see it at all. ”

Hongmei rolled her eyes and shook her head disdainfully.

Sima Changfeng glanced at her and said with a smile: "As a kind of ninth-rate trick that can't be put on the table, it can't even be counted as a combat skill, and ordinary cultivators will never use it." Because firstly, this move is too indecent and loses one's identity, and secondly, it is a master battle, and this trick is useless at all. No one can use such a simple action to defeat their opponents, if there is, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and it is almost possible to kill in seconds. ”

"What are you talking about? You said that this Yang Feng has the strength to kill the Demon Gyroscope in seconds?"

Shocked, Hongmei's eyes couldn't help but turn left and right, and muttered: "Impossible, the Demon Gyro is a well-known fierce and ruthless one, and now the cultivation is probably at the peak of a first-order warrior." Yang Feng, a rookie who had just ascended to the upper realm, how could he have the strength to kill him in seconds? Is this obviously an accident. Yang Feng's kid was in a hurry, and he just kicked it. ”

"There will never be an accident in a master duel. Believing this, many people present know it, including the treacherous Zhao Sanyuan. He should have seen it, but he deliberately said this just to attract attention, not wanting to raise Yang Feng's strength too high and lose the highlight of the championship of this competition. ”

Smiling slightly, Sima Changfeng's eyes were full of profundity, and he had already seen through everything.

And this is indeed the case, after Zhao Sanyuan smiled and asked the medical staff to lift down the magic spinning top that was still in spasms and constantly being ridiculed by everyone, and then sent Yang Feng, who was calm-faced, away with a teasing face, as if he had picked it up this victory, looking at Yang Feng's back gradually walking off the stage, this profiteer who was always laughing and laughing, his face finally became solemn.

It's been 50 years, I've been hosting the ring for more than 50 years, and I've never seen anyone who can win with a flirtatious leg, and the opponent is still the famous and popular Magic Spinning Top. It is estimated that if nothing else, the champion of this competition is this kid.

However, this kind of thing can't be discovered by those people outside at once, otherwise there will be no suspense in this competition, and the income of the underground casino will also be damaged.

Thinking like this, Zhao Sanyuan immediately put on that smiling face again, and continued to host: "Then after the farce of the previous game, we will start the second competition, and the contestants are invited to ......."

"It seems that he is the one who competes with me for the championship this time!"

Off the field, the young man in the gray cloak stared at Yang Feng who had just left the field, and his eyes were filled with fierce fighting intent.

On the other hand, in the viewing area where Wan Jia was, Miss Wan Jia, listening to the waves of ridicule around her, was already so angry that her mouth was crooked, and her eyes were spewing fire.

"That waste of the magic top, our Wan Jiabai has cultivated him for three years, and now because of his mistakes, our Wan Family has become the laughing stock of all nobles and clan families. They must all laugh at us behind our backs, and it is unreasonable for a second-class nobleman to be helpless to take a fourth-class pariah, and to be humiliated by that untouchable one after another. Someone!"

"Yes, miss, what do you command?"

"Don't let that magic top appear again, he is a shame to our family!" A killing intent flashed in her eyes, and the young lady said viciously.

Sigh!

Chang exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and Guo Tianwei, who was watching the live broadcast from the outside, glanced at Linglong on the side in horror, wiped the cold sweat on his head and said: "This first level has finally passed, I didn't expect Brother Yang to be so lucky, in the case of the martial arts Dragon King Fist being cracked, he can still hit the right side crookedly and kick the opponent's goal." In this way, the subsequent competition should be much smoother. ”

Uh-huh!

Even if it is God, he thought that Yang Feng was in a hurry just now, and he unintentionally kicked it, and he won it by luck, and sighed that his shit luck was really invincible in the world.

Linglong nodded her head busily, but she was also glad that Yang Feng had successfully passed the test, and her heart was finally put down.

Then, everyone continued to watch the next competition, but suddenly, a long shout sounded: "The lord of the castle returns to the castle, and all the people welcome him." ”

What, the castle lord is back?

The body was shocked, God they hurriedly looked, only to see a convoy like a long dragon is leisurely coming here, immediately heartbroken, immediately bowed down, the body trembled, trembling.

The rest of the civilians and untouchables also prostrate on the ground to welcome the supreme existence of the entire Wujiabao.

The magnificent frame passed in front of everyone, without a trace of stagnation, and even the people in the car did not look at them, but like a high emperor, in the eyes of everyone's adoration and awe, gradually faded away.

In the canopy arena, with a deafening explosion sound sounding one after another, one figure after another fell, and one by one the winners also successfully entered the next round of the competition.

The nobles and clan lords watched and laughed constantly, as if watching a monkey show, and their eyes were full of contempt.

In the underground casino, an endless stream of gamblers are surging, guessing the top 16 finalists and the final champion of the ring competition.

All people, both at the top and at the bottom, live in a state of drunken dreams.

"The castle lord has arrived!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and the entire noisy arena was dumb. Not only the shouting on the spectator seat, but also the competition between the players in the ring, all stopped.

Then, everyone stepped forward to greet them with a reverent face, but those contestants were fourth-class pariahs and third-class commoners, and they had to bow to the ground.