E8> -Aor [. Ը rv 0 % v ^C vh fTE:yEgd@ bֳ ] M guys are so self-conscious?" Yang Tianlong muttered in his heart, and in his opinion, this did not seem to be in line with the characteristics of birds of prey at all.

However, since Yusuf's falcon chose to take the initiative to attack, his own eagle could not be timid, and Yang Tianlong decisively summoned the eagle out.

The eagle and the falcon met again in the air, and the two sides fought together again.

......After less than two rounds of fighting, the eagle suddenly howled miserably again, and then it suddenly lost its balance in the air.

Fleeing in the wilderness is now the best interpretation of this fierce eagle.

Soon, the time of the game came, and there was no doubt that Yusuf's falcon had won, and Yang Tianlong had swallowed the bitter fruit of defeat for the first time.

Looking at the falcon in front of him, Yang Tianlong never imagined that he would fail.

His mind went blank until the referee's whistle blew again, which pulled him back from his dazed world.

Yang Tianlong couldn't believe his eyes, he even had the idea of pinching himself to see if he was in a dream, but the reality in front of him told him that this was not a dream, but something that had really happened.

Hussein in the stands had a grim face and his fists were already clenched, but his target was not Yang Tianlong, but Yusuf.

He couldn't understand why Yusuf, the general of the defeated army, was able to tame the falcon so fiercely in just a few days.

The emir on the side was also at a loss, he had previously said to a prince next to him who had a good relationship that the championship had been decided, but now this round was slapped in the face.

The enraged emir dared to promise that if this Chinese man was in front of him, he would definitely expose this liar.

Bazar looked confused, he couldn't believe his eyes, in his opinion, Yang Tianlong is not a person who is happy with great achievements, he will not do things that he is not sure of.

Poor Huaxia Long, Bazar sweated for Yang Tianlong in his heart.

The audience was also boiling instantly, especially the gamblers who had been pressing Yusuf before, and their excitement was almost extreme.

Sarcastic voice: "Sure enough, the mud can't hold up the wall." ”

"It seems that the best falconers in the world are still in our Arab countries. ”

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Affirmative voice, "No, I think we still have to believe in this Huaxia Dragon, he can win the championship as long as he draws." ”

"Come on, Huaxia Long, you want to win the championship, my bets are all on you. ”

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Neutral: "It's a good game. ”

"I'd love to look forward to the end. ”

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At the moment, Yang Tianlong is not allowed to reflect, because the game is one game after another, since he lost the first game, then he can't always think about failure, and he must get out of failure as soon as possible.

After taking a deep breath and cheering himself up, Yang Tianlong focused all his energy on the next matchup.

Soon, the two birds of prey were once again in the air.

As before, this time Yang Tianlong's fierce eagle was defeated again.

And the defeat was done in exactly the same way as before.

Yang Tianlong was dumbfounded again, could it be that there was a problem with his tactics?

Soon, he shook his head, there was definitely no problem with his tactics.

Could it be that the pre-match match with Yusuf used a deceptive tactic?

No, it can't be, Yusuf's character is there, and he won't be shameless.

So where does the problem arise?

Yang Tianlong couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't see it.

Hussein, who was in the VIP seat, was helpless again, and he and Yang Tianlong really couldn't figure out why the fierce eagles were so unbearable in this fighting event.

Hussein's mind was also blank, and the blankness made him have no energy to be angry.

However, the emir on the side became angry, and his eyes were directly fixed on Yang Tianlong, this liar, if this guy is a native of the country, the emir swore that he would be worse off than dead.

Bazar became even more frightened, and soon his mind thought of the strange storm and lightning and thunder of the previous night.

Could it be that Huaxia Dragon has touched the taboo of the God of the Desert? And now this result is caused by the curse of the God of the Desert?

"Almighty Abti, please don't bring your sins to Huaxia Longtou, he is a very kind person, he should not bear such a punishment......" Bazar began to pray silently for Yang Tianlong in his heart.

"Is the game over?" shouted someone in the audience.

Soon, someone responded, "Hey man, the game isn't over yet, there's one more round." ”

"Haven't you already won two games?"

"This is the final, and the final result of the final will correspond to the previous score. ”

"What about the semifinals?"

"The semi-finals don't have to be all played. ”

"It's a fucking game, Yusuf Falcons, come on, hold on one more game and I'll have $10 million. ”

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"Calm, calm...... As long as it is a draw, you can win the championship. Yang Tianlong couldn't help but lower his goal in his heart.

In an instant, he thought of the Huaxia national football team, thinking that his current situation was similar to that of the Huaxia national team, just seeking peace, Yang Tianlong still couldn't help but feel a sad sadness in his heart.

The birds of prey were once again locked in iron cages.

"Di......" This time the referee gave a one-minute break and the game started again.

This time, Yang Tianlong decided to use dodge tactics.

Regardless of it, a draw can win the championship.

He didn't want to attack, it didn't mean that Yusuf's falcon didn't want to attack, but as soon as the game began, Yusuf's falcon flew fiercely.

In desperation, Yang Tianlong had no choice but to let the fierce eagle take off to resist.

The Eagle was defeated again.

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"What's wrong?" Yang Tianlong muttered to himself, the expression on his face did not lose disappointment or pain, but became calm, "What's wrong with my fierce eagle? Could it be that someone drugged it?"

"Chirp ......" Looking at the three poor fierce eagles in front of him, Yang Tianlong didn't have any temper to make, he knew that these fierce eagles had tried their best.

It is the underestimation of one's own enemy that is the root cause of defeat.

Standing on the edge of the iron cage in the falconry field, Yang Tianlong didn't look at anyone, but kept looking at the three poor eagles in front of him, these eagles were as pitiful as his own students who lost the game outside.

"Fake, this Chinese liar. Emir couldn't hold back any longer, only to see him pick up the drink on the table and throw it towards Yang Tianlong in the falconry field.

Hussein also didn't have any expression, he couldn't accept such a result.

Bazar's face was desperate, it seemed that Huaxia Long had really offended the desert god.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Yang Tianlong seemed to have broken the drum and everyone was beating.

He didn't care about any of this, what he cared about was how to give an explanation to Prince Hussein.

But he couldn't give any explanation, because he had already lost.

He had forgotten even the system that had been tied to him.

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Compared to Yang Tianlong's incomparably down, his opponent Yusuf was proud, Yusuf finally saw the feeling of his rival being crushed by himself, which was a hundred times more comfortable than having sex with those models, because he had been in orgasm for so long.

After thinking about it, Yusuf smiled mysteriously, and then got up......