"Hahahaha, I'm sorry I'm late, please forgive me!"

The drunkard respectfully marched towards Wu Su on stage forty-four, and almost knocked himself down.

"Alright, hurry up!"

Pu Fei looked at the drunkard disciple who bent his waist at ninety degrees, and the green tendons on his forehead couldn't help but appear.

"Hee-hee-hee, here it is, hiccup, here it is!"

He grinned and climbed onto the fighting platform a little bit, and almost fell down in the middle.

"Hahahaha..."

Everyone in the audience couldn't help laughing when they looked at him like this.

It's really rare to see such a funny way of going on stage!

The drunkard on the stage grinned and wiped the sweat from his face.

The already messy face became even more muddy.

He saw Wu Suyou, who had not yet stood up after meditating, and greeted him very warmly.

"Yo, hello junior brother!"

Wu Suyou patted the dust on his body and stood up.

"In Xia Wu, I also ask my senior brother to give advice!"

The drunkard grinned, "Hey, it's not a matter of teaching!" My name is Yi Ti Pot, known as Daigo Fairy, and I am a nameless junior in the Chime Gate! ”

"Hiccup, looking at my junior brother today, why don't we bow to me?"

Yi Tiju's whole body trembled, and he stumbled a few more steps in his direction.

Wu Suyou frowned: "Senior brother, we have been delayed for too long, let's hurry up and compete." ”

"Alas, it's rare for a junior brother to meet a confidant in life, he should drink and sing, why bother with fighting and killing?"

Yi Ti Jug Hee untied the wine jug on his body, and was about to push it towards his hand, Pu Fei was upset.

With a direct wave of his hand, a strong wind pushed the wine jug out of his hand, and the jug was stopped by Yi Ti Jug before it fell.

"Oops, alas! Uncle Shi, look at you, how can you get angry with wine! ”

Yi Ti Jug screamed, holding the flask with a painful face, he couldn't help but rub his face against his beloved flask.

"Tut-tut, pitiful! Poor thing! This good wine yo, almost gone, fortunately I reacted quickly! ”

The sound of the easy pot was wailing, it sounded very mournful, and others didn't know what they thought was the loss of their father.

"Alright, Yi Ti Pot, Wu Suyou is ready to start the game!"

Pu Fei activated the array disk, and a huge protective shield on the No. 44 test bench was not completely formed, and Pu Fei heard a scream.

"Wait! Slow me in the towel! Uncle Shi, look at how you move so fast! I'll just blink an eye, how can you start competing! ”

Yi Tiju cried with a sad face, ran quickly on the edge of the test bench, patted the protective shield and cried: "Uncle Shi! Let me out! ”

Pu Fei's face was gloomy: "The competition has begun, and there is no talk of stopping!" ”

Yi Tiju sniffed, Wu Suyou stared at his back, his eyes were blank, what is the situation?

"Alas, since that's the case, junior brother, let's start here."

The easy pot is full of sadness, and there is no intention to fight!

Yi Tiju put his baby wine jug aside respectfully, and then looked at Wu Suyou's expression and suddenly became serious.

"Ahh

Wu Suyou dodged and snatched the easy-to-pick pot that came from the roar, and watched as the easy-lift pot crashed into the protective cover of the fighting platform.

Hearing only a bang, Yi Tiju fell to the ground dizzily.

"Ah, Senior Brother Wu, you are too strong! I'm ashamed of myself! ”

Wu Suyou looked at the Yi Ti pot with a embarrassed face, what is this person doing?

Would anyone believe such a fake thing?

"Uncle Shi, look at it, I really can't beat Senior Brother Wu Suyou, you quickly command the results of the competition!"

Pu Fei's face was pale, he took out the array plate, and lost a lot of aura inside, only to see that the protective shield that appeared out of thin air became thicker.

"Yi Ti Pot, you play well, otherwise you will let you go into the Tianguang Cave tomorrow to mine!"

"Hiccup!"

This loud sound made the pots suddenly wake up.

Mining in the Skylight Cave?

It's going to die!

This Pu Fei really doesn't lose his status as a disciple of Miao Li in the Criminal Law Department.

is so domineering and unreasonable, isn't he just giving up the race?

As for such an innocent disciple to himself!

Yi Tiju's brain turned, crying and crying ghosts and gods.

"Uncle Shi! Open your eyes and take a good look at me, I really can't beat him! ”

Pu Fei said: "If you can't beat it, go to Tianguang Cave to mine." ”

Yi Tiju smiled awkwardly, and lay on the protective cover: "Hahahaha... Uncle Shi, aren't you embarrassed for me! ”

"Wu Suyou, make a move!"

Who Pu Fei ignored him at all, and spoke directly to Wu Suyou, and the Yiti pot had no choice but to hold the wine jug in his arms again.

He said pitifully: "Senior brother, start lightly." ”

Wu Suyou didn't know how he should fight in this competition, and when he met such a living treasure, he felt that competing with him was an insult to himself.

There is no way, this must be requested by yourself, and you can't get off the stage if you don't compare it.

As a result, Wu Suyou could only take out an extremely ordinary flying sword, and with a few ordinary sword moves, he hit him.

The teapot would break out in a cold sweat and quickly throw the flask he was carrying at him.

The blade of the sword struck the silver wine bottle, and there was a burst of white lightning, and the flying sword shattered.

Wu Suyou looked at the flying sword in his hand in surprise, and he suddenly remembered that this person had formed a ball of magic weapons that could almost be called good.

Wu Suyou may have underestimated him, his strength may not be low, maybe he should test this person.

Thinking so, Wu Suyou threw away the flying sword in his hand that had become a defective product, and changed it to his bare hands.

Wu Suyou's hand was extremely ruthless, and he swung it hard towards the face of the Yi Ti pot, and the fist wind shattered the void. The fist formed a huge friction with the air, and the flames lay on the fist.

The easy pot seemed to be frightened by this scene, and suddenly fell to the side.

Wu Suyou looked at him seemingly disorganized, but in fact contained rules, and fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, he has the power to win, but he doesn't want to confront him head-on.

In Wu Suyou's eyes, the winning method is not martial, what is it called winning!

This kind of opponent doesn't win, Wu Suyou's desire to win or lose was successfully stimulated.

Wu Suyou finally took out the magic weapon that he had never taken out from the storage bag.

An unpretentious ancient sword appeared in the eyes of everyone, with a bladeless blade and no anger.

But no one who saw this sword would despise these swords.

Bladeless Poor Heaven!

This sword was actually in his hand, and Wang Menzhengyi, who was always paying attention to Wu Suyou in the audience, looked at this bladeless blade, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was bound to be sharp.

With such a good body and such a good sword, if he doesn't give it up, it will be intolerable.

His body was killed by Gu Buxi, and this person named Wu Suyou regarded Gu Buxi as his own benefit.

He will never forget the old hatred and new hatred!