Chapter 436: Reversal

On the black screen, two large scarlet characters emitted a faint light on it, but these two seemingly extremely ordinary words did make the audience below look shocked, and immediately, different people showed different looks.

"How is that possible!"

Looking at the scarlet eight-point handwriting on the black screen, Liu Kuan's eyes showed a rich and incredible look, the arm holding the teacup was distracted, and the power was not controlled, the teacup actually made a clicking sound, the leather surface trembled slightly, and it actually cracked open, and the tea spilled Liu Kuan's body.

However, Liu Kuan didn't care about this at all, and his eyes were still extremely frozen.

Obviously, Wei Wang and Hu Yunhua's actions are far beyond Liu Kuan's imagination.

"That's what it is, that's the way it is. ”

For all this, the calmest one is indeed Han Xian, he shook his head and sighed, his palms clenched slightly, and the expression on his face was extremely gloomy, as if he was dozens of years old all of a sudden.

It can be seen that this old man in his eighties is in a bad mood.

"The only hope is all hanging on Wang Feng's god. ”

Sighing, sitting weakly on the chair, Han Xian's face was like a withered yellow leaf, and he suddenly flashed a little bit of vitality, and whispered.

The voice was only audible to him.

"Adou who can't hold up the wall. Yan Lao on the side said. I don't know who he's talking about.

...

"How is that possible?"

When he learned about the results of Wei Wang and Hu Yunhua, his face suddenly turned white, and the image of the noble son just now became a little funny in the eyes of everyone, like this kind of feeling, like this guy in front of him, like a clown.

"It's simply impossible. ”

As if talking to himself, the Korean medicine muttered a few words and said again, but the look in his eyes became extremely panicked, and deep in his heart, he didn't believe this statement.

"Waste. ”

Seeing that the Korean medicine actually looked like he couldn't afford to lose, Hu Yunhua, who was as cold as frost, mocked coldly, and such a sharp voice made the Korean medicine's face pale with grammar.

"You..."

After being ridiculed as a waste, Han Yao's face turned red instantly, as if it was a red balloon, he gritted his teeth and locked his eyes on Hu Yunhua's black robe, his teeth rubbed slightly, looking like he wanted to fight.

At this moment, he no longer has any image.

Think about his actions, he is proud when he wins, and he can't afford to lose if he loses, this kind of person is undoubtedly the type that most people hate.

"Korean medicine, why don't you come back to me soon, are you still embarrassed enough to lose face?"

Just when Hanyao's face was flushed and he wanted to find Hu Yunhua desperately, Han Xian's voice swirled in Hanyao's mind, like a huge sharp thorn, which instantly made Hanyao sober.

"Click!"

After Han Yao woke up, his fists creaked, and he looked back at Han Xian, and there was a bit of resentment in the background of his eyes, but he was still a little self-contained, and he could only walk to the audience at the moment.

"Han Xian's character is indeed very good, but his disciple is ...... bad."

"Hanyao looks like it can't afford to lose, it's really annoying. ”

"The appearance of a small belly and chicken intestines is really contemptible. ”

...

When the Korean medicine walked to the audience, the audience from other countries inevitably chewed their mouths, but the Korean medicine itself is a warrior who is not weak, and these sarcasm and ridicule are all in their ears at once.

"Soul is faint, this is all made by Wang Feng's little mess!"

Listening to the insults of these people, Han Yao's face suddenly became extremely ugly, his fists were clenched, the killing thoughts in his heart moved wildly, and his eyes turned red with some blood.

A narrow-minded person is like this, if he loses, he can't afford to lose, he just blames all the fault on others.

Han Yao thinks so now, he thinks that Han Xian is wrong, he should not ignore himself, do not cultivate himself as a hole card power, and Wang Feng is wrong, the latter should not rob his glory......

Wang Feng is the super martial arts in the hands of the king of Hades, how did he provoke him?

"Go back and reflect on yourself. ”

When the Korean medicine returned to the audience, Han Xian still saw at a glance that he didn't have the slightest idea of reflection, and he was faintly disappointed in his heart, sighing, not punishing the Korean medicine too much, hoping that he didn't hurt this guy too much.

But Korean medicine doesn't think so.

"Again, you don't even bother to punish me, you don't care about me at all. Han Yao's gaze fell on Han Xian's back, the resentment in his eyes became more and more intense, and the killing thoughts in his heart instantly became like a painful wave of fire, eager to ignite the storm immediately.

"Little bastard, it's better not to come out, otherwise, I will ravage you to death in the back competition!"

Looking at the position of the curtain where Wang Feng was, Han Yao thought viciously.

...

The time above the leak passed slowly, and as these times passed, countless tattoo artists also came out from behind the curtain, forming a team to test the things they had refined.

"This, the plover, five points, is not qualified. ”

"This, red, one point, unqualified. ”

"This, the plover, six points, pass. ”

...

As the tattoo master walked out, on the test bench, all the tattoo masters were extremely drunk and dreaming of death, the difficulty of refining this black thick imperial leaf was indeed very great, about one of the three was a suitable person, and when one person was happy, two more people cried and stepped down.

Their emotions are complex and unbearable.

Yes, I came with great expectations, but I was eliminated in the first game, and no one was in a good mood.

Among all the qualified people, most of them are six, only two are seven, another special-qualified tattoo master in the Korean medicine and guild, and eight points are Wei Wang and Hu Yunhua, nine points, and there is no one!

"This guy, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Looking at the shady room where Wang Feng was, Han Xian's eyes were slightly worried, and his face looked extremely ugly, because the latter was his hole card.

Time flies by on the hourglass, and most of the tattooers at the moment have already completed the test, and there is not a single person around the test table.

Finally, the time is about to arrive.

"This knockout round is about to ......."

With a bitter sigh in his heart, Han Xian looked at the little hourglass sand left in his hand, so he had to stand up and announce slowly.

He was extremely helpless, the people he invited couldn't pass the first round, which was really embarrassing.

"Wait a minute, sorry, it's late. ”

At this moment, a voice came out of the dark curtain where Wang Feng was, and in an instant, a slightly embarrassed figure came out from under the black curtain.

Is it finally here?

Han Yao's face suddenly tensed, Sen Ran's color boiled, and killing thoughts burst out of his eyes.

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