The more cheap people are, the more they often have no real talent and learning, and they can only use this seemingly powerful appearance to hide the reality that they are vulnerable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the free fight with Zhao Ritian began, Lu Jie was still cautious around Zhao Ritian at the beginning, he subconsciously thought that Zhao Ritian was really a man with two brushes, and he was so angry at him, and he had to respect him on the surface.

Zhao Ritian saw that Lu Jie was so cautious, he immediately turned on his pretending switch, full of confidence in the result of this competition, he thought that Zhao Ritian was a man of destiny, how could he fail here so easily, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, he would not fail!

"I'm Zhao Ritian, the nameless young general is coming to suffer ~ death!"

is still a big singer......

Lu Jie listened to Zhao Ritian's strange tune, he didn't know much about the Peking Opera, which was known as the quintessence of the country, but with Zhao Ritian's broken gong voice that was worse than a male duck hanging, this was simply insulting the art of China!

Whoosh –

Striking without warning, Lu Jie leaned down like a ghost, and struck out like a hunting leopard, cold and killing with one blow.

Zhao Ritian almost didn't have time to react, he was still immersed in his fantasy world, he had easily defeated Lu Jie, and any opponent after him surrendered under his own strength, and he walked on the road to the top unimpeded, trampling the Emperor Ou under his feet, inheriting the title of the strongest admiral......

A fist appeared directly in his sight, making a close contact with the bridge of his nose, and then the power carried by Lu Jie's fist hit him directly.

Zhao Ritian, the dragon set, was beaten upside down by Lu Jie with a fist just in one shot, and the appearance time was one and a half chapters......

"Damn, is this the end?" For such a result, even Lu Jie himself didn't expect it, he looked at Zhao Ritian's awesome appearance, and arranged his strength to a more powerful level for no reason, he didn't use much strength to punch Zhao Ritian, at most half, maybe because Zhao Ritian is too bad, and it will be a little more.

It's just that he still overestimated Zhao Ritian, this thing was not beaten at all, and when he was punched by Lu Jie, the whole face collapsed a little inside, needless to say, the bone of the bridge of the nose must have been broken, as for the mandible and other bones of the head, it is difficult to say, maybe some connective tissues of the face will be implicated, the only lucky thing is that Zhao Ritian is not in danger of breaking the phase, otherwise Lu Jie will really feel guilty.

is already ugly, and no matter how bad the appearance is, it will be even more ugly.

But these things are actually useless, Lu Jie quickly reacted after Zhao Ritian was beaten up by him.

Don't care how tortuous this process is, you should be considered to have won, no matter how you look at it, you won, that Zhao Ritian has been beaten by him so much that even his mother doesn't know him.

The Admiral of the Dio Fish Island Town, Lu Jie, won the first battle!

Well, defeating Zhao Ritian is just the beginning for Lu Jie, and it is the same for others, in the auditions, some people defeated their opponents, but many more were eliminated.

The competition project is too bad, and many admirals knelt down directly after drawing their own competition items, damn it, this is going to be black.

Really, just like the Governor said, many things in this world do not depend on what your true skills are, but on what your luck is.

Luck is also part of strength, and this sentence can be said to speak to the hearts of the majority of African governors.

But in the game, because there are too many competitions for the cheaters, and almost all the competitions for both Africans and Europeans are the cheats of the Governor's group of ship girls, which makes the majority of the African Admirals who are eager to smuggle out of the Daddy Race, and finally you can see those who are blinding their titanium dogs every day in the Admiral's communication network, and the group of evil Europeans suffer the same miserable treatment as them.

Well, to be precise, the treatment of Europeans in the competition is actually a little worse than that of Africans, because in the total base of the navy, the number of African admirals is more than that of European admirals, and in this randomly assigned audition mode, each European admiral will have more than one African admiral reinforcement class.

Under the premise of the feud between Europe and Africa, the treatment of Europeans can be imagined, not only to worry about the opponents who are competing with them, but also to pay attention to the surroundings at any time, otherwise there may be a "warm audience" at some point to stab themselves in the back.

Hawkers, in short, evil Europeans, let's have a good look at the so-called Africa, the power of the tribes!

As for Lu Jie, who defeated *** Zhao Ritian in the first game, he had a drink in a small café, and after not waiting for long, he ushered in his second battle-

This time, Lu Jie once again realized that life often likes to forcibly stuff him with grass and mud horses, his first opponent Zhao Ritian is a very capable but useless admiral, and this time, his opponent is even more unique than Zhao Ritian's character image.

With shiny black hair and a resolute and exhilarating look, his body was strong and powerful, and the muscles were erect and distinct, forming well-defined lines on his body.

As for why his figure can be described so clearly, because this thing is not wearing a shirt, to be precise, he is not wearing any clothes, the lower body is wrapped in a simple grass skirt, and the joints on his arms and thighs are decorated with animal feathers and feathers, and the hat on his head symbolizes the African chieftain, not to mention, proper, African......

He held a sharp spear in one hand, a bow and arrows behind his back, and an arrow bag and a war knife on his back, fully armed and draped into battle, before the game between him and Lu Jie began, he was already dancing in place, muttering in his mouth that people couldn't understand, but it felt very powerful and very high-pitched, the gods chattered, like the sorcerers who communicate with the gods in the African tribes, in other words, it can also be understood as the African god stick who is abducted and abducted.

But Lu Jie looked at it and felt that something was not right, this guy's pace, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a twisted Yangge in Northeast China, although the words in his mouth are not understood, but it seems to be a mixed version of the dialects of various places in the Celestial Empire.

"This big brother, the mental hospital is over here, please go this way!" Lu Jie offered his knee to his opponent, and he could use the twisted Yangge and various local dialects to make the appearance of a magic stick, even if he only made it look like a god, this was enough, enough for him to blow for a year.

"Little brother, don't be polite to me, a certain family surnamed Bu, named Chu Huo, is the current branch chairman of the Joint Council of African Governors, today's battle is fate, little brother don't have to worry, a certain self will go all out!"

probably knew that he was indeed a bit unsightly like this, coupled with the fact that he was the big chief of cosplay Africa, he also knew that he should be a goof, and Bu Chuhuo introduced himself to Lu Jie in a serious manner.

[Hey, I really can't accept that you are wearing this African chief's clothes and speaking fluent Chinese to me, and what the hell is the Joint Council of African Admirals?] You're going to scare the baby to death in this outfit! 】

Lu Jie's heart is full of emotion, as his second opponent Bu Chuhuo, how to say it, although it is also expected to match this abnormal opponent, and in other words, he has almost adapted to dealing with this kind of mentally abnormal person, and has become resistant.

"Come on, wah, goa-" Bu Chuhuo held a spear in his left hand and a war knife in his right hand, and he had the spirit of an African hunting when he opened the bow left and right, but he just moved twice, and found that the bow and arrow on his body were in some obstacles, he jumped back, threw the knife on the ground, clamped it with his toes, held the spear in his mouth, and pulled the bow and arrow with his free hands.

Lu Jie said that he was about to be scared to cry.

"Big brother, are you here to fight with me or to make me laugh?" If you want to fight, you can fight well, isn't it uncomfortable to use all these weapons you get?

Bu Chuhuo also realized that although his posture looked "extremely windy", but in this case, his movements were restricted, and he could not use all his strength to move and attack, so he thought about it for a while, and threw all the bows and arrows and war knives aside, leaving only a spear in his hand.

"Reasonable, let's use a spear then!" Bu Chuhuo stabbed a few times out of thin air with a spear, and seeing the movements in his hands immediately made Lu Jie dignified, Bu Chuhuo's techniques were refined, and it could be seen from his assassination that he was countless times stronger than the fake Zhao Ritian who just said and didn't practice.

Bu Chuhuo kicked the war knife over, and smiled arrogantly: "Good guy, you don't have a weapon, you will suffer a loss if you fight me, come, this is my weapon, I will borrow it from you first!" ”

Lu Jie took the war knife, and his arm drooped to the ground a little because of the weight of the knife, Lu Jie couldn't help frowning, it seems that this step Chu Huo must be difficult to deal with, judging from the weight of this knife, he can easily pick up this knife with his feet, and he can also hold a spear and draw a bow and shoot arrows, this strength is definitely not small.

After Bu Chuhuo saw Lu Jie holding his weapon, he frowned, thinking that Lu Jie couldn't hold his weapon, and there was inevitably some disdain in his words: "Since you can't hold it, then you just admit defeat in this game." ”

Picking up the spear, Bu Chuhuo's figure was unpredictable, and the sharp spear was ready to move in his hand: "My spear is coated with poison!" ”

He stared at Lu Jie, his eyes fierce as if he was about to attack his prey, on the eve of longing for blood to soak in, the excitement flowing in the blood became more and more irrepressible, and he was excited at this moment, as if the whole person had become a predator who coveted his prey, and his tongue licked his spear.

"Well, do you have an antidote yourself?" Lu Jie, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but ask with some pain.

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