Chapter Seventy-One: Drunken Eye Review
Fang Luoya was sitting on the sidelines at this time, his eyes were a little confused, looking at the confrontation between the two in the field, shaking his head while watching, but his mouth was muttering: "That kid's left defense is weaker, why don't you go to the left?
"Oh, Gu Feng, this kid is also weaker on the left, but he should be able to win."
Mu Yong on the side grinned and patted Fang Luoya's shoulder with a drunken expression: "Hey, what are you talking about alone?"
"Ah Uncle Yong, do you see that Gu Feng, this kid is not stupid" Fang Luoya reached out and wiped his eyes, stretched out a hand, pointed at the field over there, and said with a smile: "Look, obviously that kid from the Aoki tribe has a weak defense on the left, but Gu Feng just doesn't fight on the left, why is he so stupid?"
"Ah, Aoki's left side is weak?" Mu Yong frowned and looked in the direction of Fang Luoya's finger, tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then shook his head again and again, and said, "Hey, why can't I see it?"
"It's so obvious, Uncle Yong, you can't even see it?" Fang Luoya snorted wine, and no one noticed that in his misty eyes, a subtle pale golden flame loomed in his pupils, and he pointed again: "Gu Feng is similar, but it's much better than Aoki, you can't see it?"
After Mu Yong glanced a few more times in the direction Fang Luoya pointed, he finally burped, and then shook his head with satisfaction: "I can't see it, I can't see anything."
"Okay, okay, okay, if you can't see it, forget it" Fang Luoya puffed out his eyebrows vigorously, stretched his waist, and said, "Hurry up, fight quickly, I really can't stand it!"
Shaking his somewhat dizzy head vigorously, Mu Yong grinned and said, "Don't worry, Aya is not in a hurry, I'll be there for you soon!"
While the two were talking, a stick of incense over there was finally burned at this time.
"Gu Feng of the Great Cliff Tribe wins!" No one can question the judgment of the Wolf Tooth Witch, everyone nodded slowly, this Gu Feng of the Great Cliff Tribe is quite strong, and it does have a fairly obvious upper hand in the last paragraph;
And the people of the Aoki tribe can only show a depressed face at this time, and if this continues, only one of them will be able to enter the last game, and it will be quite difficult to win again.
"The second Black Mountain Tribe Fire Wood vs. Aoki Tribe Wood Tenon!"
The battle in this second game is not as fierce as the first one, the strength of the fire wood of the Black Mountain tribe is obviously inferior to the wooden tenon of the Aoki tribe, Fang Luoya next to him looked at it drunkly, he shook his head again and again, and muttered in his mouth: "Alas, although it is weaker, it is not impossible to win, if you take some risks, the main attack will be lowered, maybe hey."
Mu Yong, who was also drunk next to him, listened to Fang Luoya's words, and after a few glances over there, he didn't think he could see anything wrong, he could only sigh, shook his head and said no more.
This second game ended faster than the first one, and when most of the fire wood of the Black Mountain tribe was half a pillar of incense, he was accidentally chopped in the chest by the other party, and he had already been suppressed to the edge of the circle, and he was directly beaten out of the red circle and defeated.
With the end of this scene, everyone looked at the side of the Great Cliff tribe with strange expressions, and the next person to appear should be the drunken and crazy boy;
Fang Luoya was a little impatient at this time, and staggered to the scene under the strange sight of everyone;
But at this time, his swaying appearance made people want to laugh a little, but at this time, no one laughed, and there was only curiosity and some strange expressions on his face.
Everyone knows that this kid's strength is definitely not weak, otherwise it would be impossible to beat the kid from the Black Mountain tribe at the last moment in the last game.
It's just that this next scene is not so easy, this one of the Rock Eagle tribe is not comparable to the kid of the Black Mountain tribe;
Fang Luoya staggered to the middle of the field, looking at the stone tiger of the Rock Eagle tribe who was half a head taller than himself and had quite strong muscles, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth;
Leaning over from outside the circle next to him, he picked up a long stick, looked at Shi Hu opposite, and said with a smile: "Let's start?"
Shi Hu didn't have the slightest smile on his face, and looked at Fang Luoya with a drunken and drunken face on the other side with a solemn face; Fang Luoya's last game, he saw it very clearly, although the opponent was almost pressed and beaten in the first half, but the explosion of the last few breaths of kung fu made him tremble.
That kind of explosiveness and speed is definitely not an opponent that can be easily dealt with.
Thinking of this, Shi Hu did not hesitate, reached out and shook the long stick in his hand, and rushed towards Fang Luoya on the opposite side.
Seize the opportunity, take advantage of the other party's drunken state, do not let the other party have a chance to explode and react, and take it down as soon as possible;
Even if you can't take it as soon as possible, you must suppress the other party and don't let the other party break out;
"Huh" saw that his long stick had been slashed less than two feet away from the other party's shoulder, and the drunk boy had not reacted yet, Shi Hu's solemn expression finally showed a hint of joy, it seemed that his idea was right;
As long as this blow is successful, the other party will not be allowed to have a chance to counterattack;
Just when Shi Hu thought he was about to gain the upper hand with a happy face, his face suddenly stiffened;
But I don't know when, the other party's long stick has been silently stabbed in his chest;
Frightened, Shi Hu retreated sharply, retracted the long stick in his hand, and forcibly blocked the opponent's long stick at the same time, and swung it out again.
Although I don't know when the opponent's stick was stabbed, Mu Jiu knows very well that he must not let the opponent take the lead; for such an opponent, defense is a very dangerous thing, as long as he attacks.
"Knock" Fang Luoya seemed to be reluctantly waving his hand to block this stick, and he stumbled slightly, which made the other party's Shi Hu even more happy, and the other party really drank too much wine.
The long stick in his hand poured towards the other party like a storm;
On the other side, Fang Luoya didn't seem to be able to wake up at this time, just barely resisting his attack in a hurry, and even his feet were quite unstable, looking like he might fall down at any time.
The people next to him, looking at the scene in the field, all looked at each other for a while at this time, could it be that this kid was really drunk this time? Although this Shi Hu is indeed very strong, and his strength is also quite strong, but with the ability that this Fang Luoya showed first, it should not be like this!