"Almost, can you make a lot of ice now?" Wu Qingde's eyes suddenly widened, and he asked his spirit weapon in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, but it's now possible to make ice! Although...... Although there are not so many of them...", Po said. "Wait a little longer!" Wu Qing clenched the break in his hand, and a look of forbearance flashed in his pupils.

In the field, under the scorching sun, Fred's forehead was sweating profusely, and the ice blade in Wu Qing's hand no longer emitted the faint blue light it should have, and it was much dimmer.

Algeria was also sweating profusely on his forehead, and the referee scolded in a muffled voice: "Damn the weather! Why is it so hot..."

Without the ability of the martial arts weapon, Algeria also felt the scorching weather, like an oven, and the entire martial arts arena was about to be smoked.

"Hilton!" Gattuso raised his head and looked up at Hilton, Hilton's heart was furrowed by the hot weather, and his eyebrows furrowed, "What are you doing!

"Who do you say will win the battle in the martial arts arena?" said Gattuso with a blushing face, thinking to himself, Damn, Hilton, you guy still kicked Nima's nose in the eye.

Hilton also saw Gattuso's displeasure, and said hypocritically: "Who will win? Of course, it is the first battle that your Gattuso Academy will win! Do you see that the students in your field are obviously deliberately delaying time?"

"You can see this, Hilton, ginger is still old and spicy!"

"The two deans don't need to say more, let's watch this game quietly!" Amway said very elegantly with Erlang's legs crossed. "Now Dean Amway is in the ascendant and more and more rampant!" said Gattuso sarcastically.

"Look at what you're saying, Chief Minister Gattuso, I just want to watch a game quietly! After all, we are all outsiders to the competition in the field, so let's watch it as an outsider!" Amway continued, "And the final winner of this competition will definitely be your two old colleges!

The two old men naturally know what bad water Amway is fighting in his heart, and the rules of this battle of glory are customized by you Amway, and you Amway knows better than anyone who is in the hands of this advantage.

"Dean Amway also underestimates his own academy, although the number of people in your academy is small, but all of them are the elites of the empire, and the rules set by Dean Amway are more beneficial to which academy!" Gattuso smiled suspiciously.

"Chief Minister Gattuso, what do you mean by that? Do you suspect me of favoritism, and are the rules not fair enough?"

"Why is Dean Amway so nervous, the old guy Gattuso just said casually, why did Deputy Minister Amway react so violently! Could it be that Chief Minister Gattuso poked the sore spot in Dean Amway's heart!" Hilton took a puff of the cigarette from his pipe very calmly and said slowly.

Alipi said with a smile: "Let's watch the game!" "The game must be watched!" said Hilton, spitting out the cigarette in his mouth.

"Yes, yes, of course, the game will see. It's just that the rules still need to be understood!" Gattuso was still amiable one second, and said with a cold old face the next.

Sure enough, the essence of human beings is chameleon-like creatures.

The three academies correspond to three ministers, the three ministers look very amiable on the surface, but in fact, they are all detached, no one wants to let anyone, everyone wants to trample each other under their feet, this battle of glory seems to be just a game, in fact, it is actually a place of intrigue and chasing fame and fortune.

Of course, it is also a place to show off your wealth.

In order to be able to watch this game, Gattuso raised the price of the ticket to the game, but there is always a group of people in this world who are not in their right minds, or people who are called stupid, and those who are called stupid are not because that person is really stupid, but sometimes they know how to spend it

The nobles, the big nobles, and the royal nobles in the audience would rather spend a lot of money to see this long-lasting battle of glory.

The life of the slums is a very different life than that, no, it is the exact opposite, and these people who live in the upper class never know the hardships and unbearable life of those living in the lower classes.

But these nobles simply don't have time to pay attention to the lowly untouchables, because their lives are so low, they are lowly lives.

In the battle on the high platform, Fred or Wu Qing stepped heavily under his feet, and the scene was extremely humiliating.

"Wu Qing, you better admit defeat, why should you suffer such humiliation......" Fred said.

"Dead fatty, I won't admit defeat!" Wu Qing roared angrily, like a wounded lion, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was unwilling. "Then you're going to be stepped on by me all the time, dead monkey!" Fred sneered.

Fred and this Wu Qing seem to have forgotten the rules of the game, in fact, letting him open his mouth to admit defeat is only one of the methods, and there is a simpler and more rude method, which is to throw the opponent off the high platform, in that case, he will automatically lose. Everyone was holding their breath and staring at the contest with their eyes wide open.

"Fred, have you forgotten something! Didn't the referee named Algeria just now say that as long as he falls off the high platform, he will automatically be judged to admit defeat, why are you stupid waiting for Wu Qing to open his mouth to admit defeat!" Ling Feng touched his chin and said with a cruel smile, "Leave him directly off the field!

"That's right!" Fred suddenly realized, "Thank you!

Fred suddenly pulled Wu Qing from the ground, took it in his hand, and slowly walked towards the edge of the high platform, Wu Qing was like a chick without the power to resist at Fred's mercy.

"Wu Qing, do you want to throw off the high platform, or admit defeat yourself!" Fred said with a frozen face, "Now as soon as I let go, you will fall, and the result will be the same, do you want to be thrown down so much?"

"Referee, referee, Algerian referee, is this a foul!" Wu Qing roared at Algeria with wide eyes.

Algeria smiled faintly and said, "No, as long as you don't die, it's not a foul!" "But, I mean, what if! If I fall to my death, won't it be over!"

"That's for later, anyway, Fred didn't foul now!" Algeria said with a shrug of helplessness.

"Hey, what kind of referee are you!"

"Don't scream, I'm not going to throw you to death!, don't worry, I'll crouch down, slowly, slowly put you down on the ground, and I won't feel any pain!" Fred bared his white, flawless teeth.

Wu Qing snapped and said, "Fred, wait, wait, I'...... I ........."

Fred crouched down and slowly put Wu Qing down at an extremely slow speed, which was as painful as death being slowed down.

Fred stopped.

"What, have you decided you're going to throw in the towel?" Fred said with a laugh.

"No, my abilities have regained, what I want to tell you is to look behind you!" Wu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Fred didn't listen to Wu Qing's words, because Fred's pores already felt the chill on his back, like a snake spitting a letter staring at his neck, as soon as he turned around, the snake would immediately bite your neck.

No matter what's behind it, as long as Fred lets go, the victory is his/her own, and you just need to let go gently.

"It's too late, Fred, the victory is mine!" Wu Qing smiled slightly, the rest just now had allowed Wu Qing to gradually recover his strength.

"Ahh

Immediately, Wu Qing crossed over Fred's shoulder like a monkey, jumped up behind Fred, and the situation suddenly reversed

"Fred, let's die!" Wu Qingdao said, "Let me show you the real Ice Resisting Technique!"

There was more sharp ice behind him than it had just been, and it was even bigger.

"Whew!"

It was so fast that Fred couldn't use the power of his spiritual weapon.

A large amount of ice Fred struck, and Fred retreated to the edge of the high platform. Just one heel away from you will fall from the platform.

The ice ran out again, and Fred relied on the hardness of his body to block it. But the body was unharmed. Not even a single wound.

But Fred put his hands on the ground, and suddenly sweated like rain, obviously "injured" by the ice.

Wu Qing walked straight up to Fred and said, "Fatty, do you admit defeat?" "I...... Don't throw in the towel...... Ahh

"Very good! If you don't admit defeat, I'll kick you down!"

"Boom!"

Wu Qing used all his strength to kick Fred off the field. There's no room to fight back.

"I won!" Wu Qing raised his arms and cheered.

(To be continued.) )