Tu Qianwen put on a gossip posture, seemingly intending to exhaust Jian Feibai to the point of losing his strength.

Jian Feibai did not give up the attack, but changed his previous fierce boxing style and used Wing Chun against Tai Chi.

The softness of Tai Chi is undoubtedly revealed in this dexterous palm, whether it is a stall, a ride, or a lock, it is easily cracked.

At this time, Jian Feibai did not hide his frustration, and his moves became more profound.

The waist formed a fist at 45 degrees, the body flashed to the left, and hit an uppercut that hit Tu Qianwen's arm.

Tu Qianwen snorted, and then rubbed himself into Jian Feibai's arms.

A burst of fragrance came to his nose, Jian Feibai was stunned for a moment, and then he was violently knocked away.

Tu Qianwen covered her arms and retreated to the side, this punch hurt her very much, if it weren't for the usual training, I was afraid that the hand bones would be cracked.

Jian Feibai stood up, scratched his head a little embarrassed and said:

"Miss Qianwen, men and women don't kiss, and this trick will be used less in the future. ”

Tu Qianwen remembered his instinctive reaction in a hurry just now, and his face was suddenly full of shame, but fortunately, there was a hat so that no one could see it.

"It's not over yet, let's do it again. ”

Seeing Jian Feibai rushing over directly, Tu Qianwen also put on a posture again.

In fact, Jian Feibai has already seen that Tu Qianwen's Tai Chi focuses on defense, and when the two sides fight against each other, Tu Qianwen can use his strength to fight, and finally directly consume the opponent's strength.

Although he knew Tu Qianwen's intentions, he had no choice but to force her to make a mistake by constantly attacking Tu Qianwen

Under Jian Feibai's stormy attack, Tu Qianwen gradually made mistakes, and was hit by Jian Feibai many times, and the severe pain in his body made Tu Qianwen's state of mind not as calm as before, and slowly began to be anxious.

Although Tu Qianwen has been passively defending and seems to be at a disadvantage, Jian Feibai is also bitter and can't speak.

The prolonged high-intensity attack also caused his strength to drop sharply, and the muscles in his arm were already sore.

If this battle tested Tu Qianwen's patience, then Jian Feibai's physical strength was tested.

The two fought loudly, and most of Jian Feibai's attacks were beaten back by Tu Qianwen in a force-based way, but Tu Qianwen's kung fu also showed his disadvantages under Jian Feibai's long-term high-intensity attacks.

After blocking Jian Feibai's whip leg again, the muscles in Tu Qianwen's legs trembled unconsciously, and his pace was unsteady for a while and fell to the side.

Jian Feibai didn't let go of this opportunity, and kicked three times in the air, Tu Qianwen barely resisted the first and second kicks with his arm and was shocked away, and was hit in the right side of his face by the third kick and flew out upside down.

In the third kick, Jian Feibai realized that it was not good.

Even if you go all out with the mentality of respecting your opponent, you can't kick it in the face of other girls, which makes the other party embarrassed.

The audience scolded, and it was extremely noisy for a while.

Jian Feibai also hurriedly picked up the hat that had fallen aside, and ran up to help Tu Qianwen's shoulder.

Picking up Tu Qianwen and looking at it, Jian Feibai was stunned, Tu Qianwen's face was completely delicate and vulgar, but the fly in the ointment was that Tu Qianwen's right cheek was swollen discordantly at this moment.

Tu Qianwen woke up slowly, and saw Jian Feibai looking at him blankly, and immediately touched his head.

"Your hat..."

Jian Feibai embarrassedly handed the hat forward.

"Smack!"

A crisp voice sounded, and Jian Feibai was slapped in the face.

"You owe me!"

Tu Qianwen scolded angrily.

Then he picked up the hat and put it on his head and walked off the stage.

Jian Feibai touched the beaten face, which was still a little wet.

I was trying to catch up, but I was stopped by the referee.

"Wait a minute to chase the girl. The winner of Group 6 is Jian Feibai, please give him a round of applause!"

Jian Feibai felt that the referee was deliberately pheating himself, and there was no applause, so that the scolding continued.

Arena No. 9: Takeshi Oyama vs. Takeshi

This cool deacon hurriedly ran to Yuwen Digest Star to watch the anime after crushing his opponent without any suspense.

Ten minutes later, all 13 ring matches were over.

The winner was given a 10-minute break and is now in the lounge.

Jian Feibai belonged to the people who ended the battle relatively late, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the lounge, he could hear the fierce discussion inside.

Straightening his clothes, he opened the door with a smile on his face and walked in.

After a while, the lounge fell silent.

Ye Canglan took the lead and glanced at Jian Feibai, and then let out a heavy blow

"Tsk!"

The rest of the people did the same, and for a while the sound of tsk was endless.

Jian Feibai also wanted to cry without tears, and squatted in the corner to draw circles.

Yuwen Digest, who was more familiar with him, came to him secretly and said cautiously:

"Hey, what do you think it feels like to kick a girl in the face?"

Seeing the little kid beside him, Jian Feibai seemed to have found an outlet in an instant.

"Get out! Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned. ”

Yuwen Digest, who was murdered, immediately fixed his big watery eyes and looked at everyone.

"He.... He murdered me. ”

"Yes!"

Countless murderous eyes pierced Jian Feibai's chest, and Jian Feibai solemnly apologized and squatted in the corner.

Yuwen Digest Star leaned up again and said:

"Brother Feibai, do you want to know about that girl?"

"What, you know?"

Jian Feibai said angrily.

"Of course, I don't have the time to look up people's information, but he knows. ”

Yuwen Digest Star pointed at Dashan Meng.

"By the way, I haven't asked you about him yet, I remember that you didn't bring anyone with you when you came out of Yuwen's house, where did you find this deacon?"

Speaking of his deacon, Yu Wen Xuanxing became energetic, walked up to Dashan Meng, stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly:

"Let me reintroduce you.,This handsome guy's surname is Daimyo Yama Meng.,It's my best comic friend.,Hobbin is a cosplay deacon.。 And I'm his eternal master, right?"

Dashan cooperated with Yu Wen Xing and saluted, saying:

“Yes my lord。 ”

Only then did everyone know that this deacon master was a coser.

However, everyone is also very envious of Yuwen Digest Star, after all, there is such a master as a deacon, which is something that many people can't envy.

Jian Feibai walked to Da Shanmeng's side and whispered:

"Brother Deacon, do you really know Tu Qianwen's information?"

When Dashan Meng was about to say the message, Yuwen Digest Star immediately interjected,

"Yo, just after kicking someone in the face, I want to soak someone's house. ”

"What a bubble, I want to apologize in person. ”

Jian Fei said righteously.

"Oh~~ I just wanted to apologize, then I don't need to trouble you, I'll help you and Dashan apologize, there's nothing wrong with you here, let's go. ”

This little girl who owes a beating is simply trying to fix herself.

Jian Feibai said fiercely:

"Oh~~ It seems that you don't need me to block the knife for you, it's okay, I don't know if your father will kill you when he runs away from home. ”

"If you are ruthless, then let's make a bet, whoever wins the final championship will get the help of the other party unconditionally. ”

"Deal!"

"Please get ready for the 14 contestants, the final round is about to begin. ”

When everyone came out of the lounge, they found that the arena had changed dramatically.

On the surface, it can be seen as a huge labyrinth, and the end of each entrance is the red flag that leads to the very center.

【Capture the Flag】

The flag is located in the center, and 14 people set off from their respective entrances, and the first to pull up the flag wins.

After listening to the explanation, everyone came to their own secret passage.

Ye Canglan looked at the road ahead and his head was big for a while.

The 3-meter-high walls virtually eliminate the possibility of cheating.

The passage is not narrow, presumably for the convenience of encountering wartime fights.

"The countdown to the game is 10 seconds. 10....9....8....2....1!”

The overhead radio sounded.

Ye Canglan rushed into the maze as fast as he could.