......

"Quite interesting two little guys......"

On the sofa, Feng Shenshen, who was lying down and eating grapes, said suddenly.

Perhaps because of the start of the defensive battle, the people in the room barely bothered to brace their spirits, and from time to time their eyes drifted to the LCD screen, focusing on the battle in the ring.

The horn of the battle had been sounded, and the two people on the stage did not say a bad word and started fighting.

The cheers from the audience were still fierce, but one wave of people were shouting the name of the little son of the Mo family-Mo Huai, while another group of people were shouting "Wen Yishi", and the momentum of the two sides was equal.

Green vegetables and radishes have their own loves, some people like fresh little milk dogs like Mo Huai, and some people like men like Wen Yishi.

Although their age difference is only one day.

The former, who is one day older, is soft and cute, and can inspire women's maternal love.

The latter, who is 1.85 meters tall and has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, can give women more security.

Their fans are half divided and evenly matched.

At the age of eighteen, he was known as the hope of the outer martial arts, and was nicknamed the "Martial Arts Twin Stars".

It has always been that way.

It's just that they want to upset that balance.

For a martial artist of the same level, only one person is enough.

At this time, it is time for them to decide the winner.

Mo Huai is holding a delicate dagger, Wen Yishi has a three-edged military thorn in his hand, and the competition between the dagger and the three-edged military thorn is still unpredictable.

"Sister Feng, what is the origin of this Wen Yishi? This person is a little not simple......" Shan Wushuang was lying on the sofa like a salted fish, staring at the LCD screen with a pair of salted fish eyes, and said suddenly.

Wen Yishi was the first person who could catch his attention so far in the tournament.

He exudes a certain special temperament.

The strength shown at this time is definitely not his real strength.

It's just that...... Why did he deliberately hide his strength?

Shan Wushuang was too lazy to watch the game on the balcony, otherwise what Wen Yishi wanted to hide would definitely not be able to escape his system scanning, so he could only ask.

"He only appeared in the martial arts world five years ago, as for the specific origin, I really don't know ......" Sister Feng said: "However, I heard that he is also from Shuchuan......"

"The woman's sixth sense tells me that there is a leg between Mo Huai and Wen Yishi. Miss Gu Liang moved a small bench to sit next to Shan Wushuang, nibbling on the red apple and said.

"What do you mean by that?"

Shan Wushuang glanced at her, shrank imperceptibly, and asked.

Shan Wushuang, you big pig's trotters have finally taken care of the old lady!

Miss Gu Liang yelled in her heart.

Do you know that people eat apples, but in your fantasy it is your handsome face...... The old lady may have been poisoned by a kind of poison called Shan Wushuang......

However, after all, people are girls, and how much perseverance does it take to be reserved, so they can't help but hug and coquettish with you, and they don't even take the initiative to talk to you......

A few hours have passed, and people can only sit next to you and smell the faint smell of your body......

Boom ~ The old man is aggrieved.

For a while, Miss Gu Liang looked at him with resentful eyes, and even forgot to answer Shan Wushuang's inquiry.

Shan Wushuang was uncomfortable by Miss Gu Liang's resentful appearance, he opened his eyes, looked at the screen, and put on a look of disinterest.

"The secret that Mo Huai and Wen Yishi had to say" could not arouse his desire to ask again.

What does this have to do with him?

Never mind......

When Miss Gu Liang reacted, the battle on the screen had come to the second round.

"Why don't you ask me again?" said Miss Gu Liang faintly.

"I just mentioned it casually, and you don't want to say it, so forget it. Shan Wushuang looked at the screen and said indifferently.

Click!

The half apple in Miss Gu Liang's hand was pinched into slag, and the juice overflowed.

She exhaled deeply, her eyes narrowing slightly, a dangerous emotion brewing.

"You ......" Miss Gu Liang's tone suddenly paused for a moment, her dangerous emotions instantly converged, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Not far away, Mo Yunxuan witnessed the cause and effect, and sighed in his heart: Shan Gongzi's EQ is in arrears, it turns out that the big guys who pay attention to orphans are all cultivated like this......

Shan Wushuang touched the goosebumps on his arm without a trace, and always felt that the temperature around him was a little lower.

......

In the ring, Mo Huai's dagger slashed through Wen Yishi's cheek.

Blood flowed out, and Wen Yishi's clean and handsome face was a little more ferocious, his steps changed, his body slanted, and he dodged Mo Huai's serial attacks.

He retreated to the edge of the ring, unconcernedly wiping the blood from his face, and the brief cushion allowed him to adjust his condition.

His eyes were glued to Mo Huai, and the hanging color of Fang Cai made his mood very unbeautiful.

Mo Huai just has a Zhengtai face, but he doesn't have Zhengtai's heart, and the facts tell countless people that if anyone is deceived by his extremely deceptive face, he will die a miserable death.

In Shuchuan, he is a well-known demon king of the mixed world.

The heart is cut open and all are black.

Since he was a child, the elders of the family have instilled in him a thought: the idea of the law of the jungle.

Battles can be unscrupulous, and the result of battles can only be victory.

Especially this fateful battle.

He stood on the edge of the ring with a smile, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, but the dagger in his hand never let go.

On the blade, there was no blood, and a cold light appeared.

Wen Yishi took the initiative to attack, the three-edged military thorn was placed on his chest, the spike shone with fire, and he shot out in the direction of Mo Huai.

A solemn look appeared on Mo Huai's face, his eyes flickered, and for some reason, Wen Yishi at this time gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Although he did not live a life on the tip of a knife, he also experienced a lot of life and death.

He trusted the sixth sense that had saved him many times, and the vigilance of Wen Yishi in his heart instantly increased by a few percent.

What about the danger? He's not bad.

I saw him holding a dagger, his feet moved slightly, and after a few flashes, he came to Wen Yishi.

The dagger swung out, and a sharp golden light burst out of the air, shooting straight at Wen Yishi's chest.

He was the first to use the means of a warrior.

"Wen Yishi, get out of the way!"

Under the ring, a girl shouted the names of other men in front of her boyfriend.

How high the decibels are, you can know from the action of his boyfriend covering his face.

What's going on with being green all of a sudden?

I didn't make it that loud when I played with my girlfriend this morning!

In order to regain his dignity, a boyfriend decided to let her kneel on the bed and beg for mercy after the martial arts competition.

Makes you think about other people's dogs!

At the same time, many men with dependents share the same thoughts.

They looked at Wen Yishi on the stage, and his face was not good.

Let you think about my big pig's trotters!

Eat on you!

Wen Yishi was so easy to defeat, the flames appeared out of thin air, wrapping the three-edged military thorn in it, and the military thorn was horizontal on his chest, blocking the golden light.

Bang!

Metal collided with a popping sound and sparks flew everywhere.

Wen Yishi bowed his waist and took half a step back, his thorns were red from the flames, and he quickly took a big step forward, only to see him disappear in place.

When he reappeared, his spur was right against Mo Huai's neck......

Ask for a ticket!

(End of chapter)