semifinal
Longhu Mountain Luo Tian Dajiao semi-finals
"Players enter! Zhang Chulan to Feng Baobao! The way of heaven, benefit but not harm, I wish you all prosperity and prosperity! The competition begins. ”
"Sister Bao'er, I'm on."
"Come on."
The two men set up their hands and slowly rushed towards each other.
"Feng Baobao! Suffer ~die~let's ~. Zhang Chulan shouted with a crooked mouth.
"Zhang Chulan, I'm going to kill you~!"
"Ha-" Zhang Chulan's fist lightly touched Feng Baobao's face, and then his movements froze.
The audience outside the stadium was silent, and the referee was also confused.
Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, then scratched his face with his fingers, Zhang Chulan shook his head to signal Feng Baobao to fall.
"Oh~, oops!" Feng Baobao slowly turned around, and then looked up at Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan nodded, Feng Baobao also nodded when he saw Zhang Chulan confirmed, and then slowly turned around and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, Feng Baobao raised his head again and said, "Wow! What a powerful Zhang Chulan! I'm not an opponent. Belch~. Then his head went down again, and his right hand took the opportunity to scratch his buttocks.
There was silence in the auditorium.
"Ahem, Zhang Chulan vs. Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan wins. By the way, everyone, the schedule stipulates that no one is allowed to interfere or affect the competition during the competition, but after the competition, what happens in this field, our Heavenly Master Mansion has no control. "The referee's face was dripping black.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Chulan was a little panicked.
"Everyone, take care of yourself!" The referee finished and left.
"Bilian, I'll fight with you! You pretend to be dedicated, can't you! ”
"Boy!"
"This grandson is so infuriating!"
"Then we're going to be stupid, aren't we?"
"Dead Bilian, I will never let you go today!"
"Everyone!"
"Sister Bao'er, don't pretend to be dead! Goofs! Remove! Walk! ”
Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan ran in front, and a group of people chased behind: "These people are so fierce!" Their acting skills are so realistic! ”
"Realistic your uncle! I've never seen such a pompous acting! Sister Bao'er, your feet must not smell good! (Stinky Corner)"
At this time, on the other side, Zhang Lingyu had another scene against Zhang Fuming.
"Players enter! Zhang Fuming to Zhang Lingyu! The way of heaven, good but not harmful, I wish you all prosperity and prosperity, and the competition begins. ”
The red light in Zhang Fuming's eyes flashed and released half of his murderous aura and momentum, but this half had already made Zhang Lingyu unable to stand up, and even the clouds in the sky had become a circle spreading outward.
"Zhang Lingyu, as long as you can stand up, I will admit defeat. It won't be long before you will go down the mountain, and there are many people who are stronger than you under the mountain, if you can't even bear this murderous aura and pressure, then Zhang Zhiwei's apprenticeship vision is not very good! ”
"You are not allowed to insult my master!" Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but the bursts of murderous aura almost dispersed his will, and coupled with the pressure on his back, he was almost dying.
"As long as you can withstand my murderous aura, not to mention anything else, you must have a certain degree of resistance to murderous aura, and you will not be startled by that kind of murderous person. After a while, you will go down the mountain, and the people under the mountain will not care if you are a master disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion if they want to kill you, some people may be jealous of your identity, but if you are really killed, it is really immortal. Zhang Fuming walked up to Zhang Lingyu and sat down cross-legged.
"Ahh Zhang Lingyu's teeth were stained with blood.
"You're not really going to let me go as an outsider to compete in the finals of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, are you? And I don't understand, why do you want to resist with your physical body, your golden light spell? ”
Zhang Lingyu heard that the voice was very close to him, and instantly turned on the thunder method, and a palm thunder blasted over, "Yo, yes, you can still fight back." It's a pity that the strength is not enough, just tickle me. Referee: I throw in the towel. Zhang Fuming withdrew the pressure, Zhang Lingyu straightened up instantly, and then fell backwards, sweating profusely and falling into a coma.
"Don't worry, it's just out of strength, just throw it in the room and sleep." Zhang Fuming looked at the referee who jumped down to check, said a word and left the arena.
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