"Won? This guy actually won? It's incredible!" Casio's eyes, which had been squinting, widened suddenly, and he stood up from his seat in surprise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'm just going to say it, Wu Qing will definitely win!" Lucy was also happy.

The aristocrats in the audience cheered, and they liked to watch the weak kill the strong one the most. A shout came and went.

Wu Qing waved his hand at Lucier and said, "Sister Lucier, I won!" Lucier also gave a thumbs up to Wu Qing and praised it very much.

"Referee, can you decide that I won!" Wu Qing said with a grin at Algeria.

Algeria nodded and said, "I announce that this match will be played by Wu Qing of Gattuso Academy!" Algeria was just about to say the word victory when the sound of a subwoofer swallowed back into his throat.

"Whoever wins! I haven't fallen yet! I don't lose if I don't fall!" Fred's hand gripped the edge of the platform, like a man about to fall off a cliff.

The cheers came to an abrupt end.

"Fred hasn't fallen yet, the game continues!" Algeria was quite surprised, this is just a game, why do you want to work so hard!

Wu Qing pinched his waist with both hands, slowly walked towards Fred, and squatted down: "Fred, why are you so embarrassed! Didn't you trample me on the soles of your feet just now? Who was humiliating me just now, now as long as you admit defeat, I will pull you up! What do you think!"

looks extremely arrogant and domineering.

Fred sneered, "Skinny monkey, do you have that strength?"

Wu Qing grinned and stood up: "Yes, I don't have that strength, but I can trample you down?" ............

Fred's thick eyebrows twisted into an inverted figure-eight, "Damn monkey, when I get on the field, I'm going to throw you off the stage!"

"Oh, I'm afraid you don't have that chance, Fred! ”

With this last kick, Wu Qing was full of strength, and Fred only had one finger hanging on the edge.

"Die, Fred!" Wu Qing sneered. As soon as Wu Qing stepped down, Fred's eyes were quick, and the moment he let go, he immediately ripped Wu Qing's foot off.

"Boom!"

The buttocks of the two of them suddenly stirred up the dust on the ground.

Algeria said: "Glory battle, first battle, draw!"

Wu Qing and Fred got up from the ground and dusted off their buttocks, Wu Qing smiled helplessly: "I didn't expect this to be the end!" Fred also responded: "Hehe, how about Wu Qing! I also want to pull a cushion before I die!" "Fred, you fat man is really a person who would rather be broken than broken! We have worked hard in this battle of glory, and I will definitely win you next time!" Wu Qing touched his pointed nose and said confidently.

"Next time!Wu Qing!I'm afraid there won't be a next time!" Fred said.

"Why! After graduation, we will be sent to battle. At that time, our enemies were only orcs!"

"I see!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the two returned to their respective areas of the academy.

Fred returned to the area of his academy, sat down in his place, and said with a lonely face, "I lost!

Xiu Meng patted Fred on the back and comforted: "Fred, you have done a good job, undefeated in the first battle, we are confident to win the previous glory!" Old ......" Fred reminded: "Xiu!" Xiu immediately swallowed his words back,

"Revive Hilton Academy, the glory it deserves, we will definitely get rid of the title of this desolate academy, do you have confidence!

Everyone was speechless, Ling Feng glanced at him, Qiao Yi was brushing his hair, Qianben Xueying lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing, Shi Yin still looked around his black silk by himself. As for Nangong Le, he stared blankly at the martial arts arena in the field. Parker fed Celica food, and in short, everyone, no one was listening to Xiu seriously.

Xiu was obviously ridiculed and snubbed. Ling Feng hurriedly said, "Yes!" When he said it, he regretted it, "Go to Nima's big watermelon, is it my business? No! Standing in our unity! But I'm really unsociable! Forget it, I've said it all!"

"Bang!"

Ling Feng quieted down.

Xiu Ji grinned in embarrassment: "I know that your faith is already in your heart...... It's like the sun is scorching today!"

Qiao Shirt motioned for Xiu to shut up, and said to himself: "Xiu, our self-confidence is like! No, it is hotter than today's sun, and using the sun as a metaphor for our faith is not at all a level!" Qiao Shirt began to fool everyone again.

Say so, but for half a year, he has treated his students like herding sheep, Qiao Shirt is the shepherd boy, Hilton is the master, the master comes, the shepherd boy will raise the whip to pretend to drive away a few times, the master is gone, the shepherd boy will lie on the ground again, sleep comfortably, let the sheep go!

But such flocks tend to be exceptionally strong. Because you can act recklessly, you can eat the grass wherever you want, and run wherever you want.

"Xiu, your analogy is inappropriate! You are really not suitable to be the boss of a pyramid scheme!" Ling Feng snickered in his heart.

"Fred, what number are you!" Ling Feng suddenly remembered, this was according to the paper ball in his hand, or what the Algerian guy called a sign.

Fred opened the paper ball in his palm and unfolded it.

There is an Arabic numeral written on it.

"No. 2?" Ling Feng thought about it carefully, "Wu Qing is No. 1! This is according to the way of wheel warfare! No. 1 and No. 2 fell at the same time, and below are No. 3 and No. 4!"

"Who is the number three in our academy!" Ling Feng asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Three, not really, but there is four!" said Parker, putting the last slice of bread in Celica's mouth, as he got up.

"Then Parker's next player will be you!" Ling Feng squinted his eyes and said, it was still early for him to play, Ling Feng felt that he was very lucky. According to the situation, if you find out, maybe before you play, the person wearing a black uniform on the other side has already been swept away. "yes!" Parker said.

But today's weather is so hot and dry, so hot that the three chief ministers are constantly wiping the sweat from their old faces.

"Damn it!, it's so hot!" Gattuso said, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky.

"Let's get three and four on the pitch!" Algeria shouted in the scorching sun. "Wait a minute!" the Emperor felt that the weather was too hot to compete today, and the Emperor ordered another battle!" said Gattuso, loosening his collar.

"Fight again!" Algeria said.

Everyone walked out.

It's just that the little emperor Karsos is still playing with the crown in his hand, and he hasn't said a word at all since he entered, this ghost weather is too hot, I can't stand the heat, this king wants to go back to the palace! The kid just lives like a puppet in a world controlled by someone else.

Gattuso gets up, Hilton gets up, Amway gets up.

(To be continued.) )