"What the hell did this kid do to me!" At this moment, Zhuo Feng's eyes when he looked at Zhuo Wen were no longer arrogant and arrogant, but full of fear and fear, hurt is secondary, the key is that he still can't understand why his little brother's balls suddenly hurt like this?

What I don't know, what I don't know, what kind of witchcraft curse does this guy use on me! Damn!

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you? Stand up, you're going to win!" Seeing that his grandson was about to win but suddenly fell to his knees, the Great Elder suddenly slapped the table angrily, and couldn't understand what Sun Tzu Zhuo Feng was doing, obviously he could end Zhuo Wen in just one moment, what the hell was he doing! If he lost at such a moment, in front of so many people around him, wouldn't his Great Elder family be laughed to death?

Hearing his grandfather's scolding, Zhuo Feng was suddenly extremely depressed, and he was so angry that he wanted to grit his teeth, damn, dead old man, you are called ** scream, there is a kind of you who have been stabbed in your balls? Don't have back pain when you stand and talk, I want to be able to get on, I have been on it a long time ago, where can I see him get scared!

At this moment, let alone controlling the two-headed wolf, Zhuo Feng couldn't stand up, and the pain of his little brother made him unable to exert any strength in his body, only a burst of cold air gasping and sweating! Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What the hell is this guy?"

"That's it, fight quickly, if you don't fight, you'll admit defeat, what are you trying to do now?

"How do I look at him as if he is in pain, could it be that he has a stomachache and wants to be on the tuba?"

"Hahaha, that's funny, the player who wants to go to the thatched house on the spot, it's the first one since the previous Doutu Conference!"

"Fuck you! You just went to the thatched house, your whole family went to the thatched house! Lao Tzu is an eggache!" Hearing the wanton ridicule of the audience, Zhuo Feng felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, but this can be described as a double blow to the body and soul, and he wanted to use public opinion to attack others countless times, but he didn't expect to be attacked by public opinion once today, but he was still in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only make the ridicule against himself intensify. Suddenly, he became more and more embarrassed, and he wanted to die, and Lao Tzu's reputation for many years was about to be ruined like this!

Seeing Zhuo Feng's appearance, Zhuo Wen suddenly slapped his thigh with laughter, and suddenly remembered that someone on the Internet had listed a pain table in his previous life, saying that human beings can withstand the pain of up to 45del (units), when a woman gives birth to a child, the value is 57del, which is equivalent to breaking 20 bones, and if a man is kicked to the egg, the pain is 9000del, which is equivalent to giving birth to 160 children or breaking 3200 bones at the same time, and in severe cases, it can lead to shock, coma, and even death.

The kick is already so serious, let alone being bitten by the non-mainstream, it is equivalent to being shot, the pain, that is definitely beyond the limit of Zhuo Feng's brain can recognize, I am afraid that he will not forget the shadow of this moment in this life, he knew that he would suffer this kind of crime if he provoked Zhuo Wen, and he would not dare to provoke Zhuo Wen if he was given a hundred dares.

I couldn't help but praise the non-mainstream in my heart, it's really a time to raise soldiers for a thousand days, well done! Zhuo Wen smiled, and once again ordered the non-mainstream to move to the "other side", and bit it down, still shouting in his mouth: "Balala energy, roll." ”

At the same time, the thunderbolt came again, Zhuo Feng curled up and convulsed, and couldn't help rolling on the ground anymore. In fact, the non-mainstream can only have severe pain when it stings people for the first time, and the second time, this effect will drop by 90%, but because of psychological reasons, this effect has been magnified several times in Zhuo Feng's psychology, and naturally it hurts him silently. Suddenly, Zhuo Feng began to regret why he was a man and why he had eggs...

"I'll go, I said that the roll is really rolling, is he sick?" The audience in the front row couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this situation, what kind of play is this? Obviously, they who can't be immersed in the scene will never think that Zhuo Feng is going through a hellish torture...

The reason why Zhuo Wen set up his name Balala is actually because he doesn't want people to find out that Zhuo Feng is his own mosquito who has done it, and the non-mainstream will be a killer for himself in the future, he doesn't want to be exposed easily, so he can only pretend to be a ghost, but the effect is not bad, no one at the scene, including the victim Zhuo Feng, can see the clue!

Zhuo Wen was about to test how weakened the third time of the non-mainstream, Zhuo Feng's hair exploded at this time, and he suddenly bowed and shadowed, although he couldn't understand what means Zhuo Wen used, but every time he heard him recite Balala, he felt a pain, where could he let him recite Balala a third time?

At this moment, the three words Balala were like a declaration from hell, which made Zhuo Feng feel terrified! Zhuo Feng couldn't care about any image anymore, his nose and tears were mixed together, and he looked like his parents were dead, he couldn't wait to hug Zhuo Wen's thigh, the kind of pain like the end of the world he didn't want to experience for the third time, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Wen! Uncle Wen! I'll kneel down for you! Shut up! Don't say it again, I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

"Wow!" This dramatic scene suddenly made the audience boil.

"What the hell! Admit defeat! Are you a man?"

"I didn't expect Zhuo Feng of the Zhuo family to be such a garbage straw bag, it's really disappointing!"

"That's right, originally I still supported him, but now, forget it, it's really bad, a fifth-level copying realm actually beat a first-level copying realm to kneel and beg for mercy, and shouted uncle, it's just a shame to die. ”

Hearing the condemnation of the people around him, Zhuo Feng's heart dripped blood, damn, you are amazing, try to get shot twice? Even if it is cold, it depends on the situation, okay! Zhuo Feng was extremely aggrieved, but Zhuo Feng couldn't explain this, and he was so depressed that he wanted to die...

When the old referee heard that Zhuo Feng was going to admit defeat, his face was also full of incredulity, he was not one of those viewers who knew nothing, he knew that the original situation should have been Zhuo Feng's biggest advantage, obviously he could knock down Zhuo Wen with just one blow, but at the critical moment, he actually admitted defeat?

"Feng'er, you!" On the VIP stage of the Zhuo family, the eldest elder was almost angry and a mouthful of blood came out, how could he not understand what the hell his grandson Zhuo Feng was doing, even if you admit defeat, you don't need to kneel down and beg for mercy Uncle, you let me put it there in the future!

Zhuo Ya and Liang Si's expressions are similar, they both cover their mouths and stare at each other, with a question mark on their faces in surprise, what the hell is this Zhuo Wen doing? How do you look at Zhuo Feng's appearance, just like I am afraid that Zhuo Wen will not accept his admission of defeat? This is too exaggerated!

"Hurry up, announce the results quickly!" Seeing that the old referee was so slow, Zhuo Feng was more anxious than anyone else for fear that Zhuo Wen would read Balala again, so he couldn't help but urge loudly, and he couldn't wait to get off the stage as soon as possible, but it was conceivable that he would not dare to come back to this demonic land in his lifetime.

"Uh... All right. The referee originally thought that it was Zhuo Feng's slip of the tongue and wanted to give him another chance, but seeing that Zhuo Feng's attitude of admitting defeat was so resolute, he no longer had to speak, so he coughed lightly and announced loudly: "The eighth battle of the Three Clans Elite Fighting Diagram Competition, Zhuo Family Zhuo Wen vs. Zhuo Family Zhuo Feng, the result of the game: Zhuo Family Zhuo Wen wins!"

"Wow!" Hearing the referee's announcement, Xuanwutai almost exploded, whether it was the elders of the three clans or the civilians in the audience, they were all surprised, they originally thought it was just talking, but they didn't expect this Zhuo Feng kid to really surrender? Are you sure it's not a joke? No!

Zhuo Wen was also stunned, this is a win? It went so smoothly? How can this work? I haven't tried it enough!