If you don't do this, how can you slap Mumba in the face fiercely? If you don't slap Mumba people in the face, how can you win the favor of Lord Worm? Without the favor of Lord Worm, how can you get your own holy fruit smoothly?

When the scarface monk saw this scene, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and the worry in his heart resurfaced, didn't this scene appear before the last battle against Altay? The result was that Altay was defeated, but at this time, the two sides had already agreed, and the color head was handed over to the Chinese, and he couldn't regret it, so he could only pat the monk on the shoulder, and said with a somewhat solemn face.

The monk was not worried at all, and took off the leather robe of the upper body neatly, revealing a strong and strong muscle, and at the same time patted himself, making a "bang" sound, and then stepped forward, he believed that it would not take much, at most two strokes, to throw the "thin monkey" out

"Can you win? That Mumba body has such strong bones" A Jiuli Gu Master looked at the Phi Monk who was getting closer and closer with some concern, his eyes constantly moving on the tendons and flesh of his body.

"Win, enough to choke" A Gu master next to him compared the two, Wan Qingping's thighs didn't seem to be as thick as other people's arms, and he was half a head shorter, so he came to a conclusion.

In a variety of eyes such as worry, excitement, schadenfreude, and indifference, the two officially began the competition.

"Phew" It's been a long time since I've been playing like a mortal like today, Wan Qingping's mixed nature suddenly got up, and he spat and spat pretending to be decent.

Monk Phi looked at Wan Qingping with contempt, and then half squatted down, opened the posture, he wanted to fight for a move to defeat Wan Qingping, the right to avenge his companion Altay dared to wrestle with the Great Mumba people, and also took out the color head, fool

However, the Mumba people are the best at wrestling, so in order to avoid someone saying that victory is not martial, so the monk Phi squatted in place, which means that Wan Qingping will come to fall him first, so that if he wins, the Jiuli people will have nothing to say Who knows that when he looked up, he saw that the "thin monkey" on the opposite side actually stretched out a finger and hooked him lightly, and looked away with half-squinted eyes, with a posture of not taking him in his eyes

The eyes of the monk in the dead cloak flashed with anger, and he only felt that an evil fire was about to surge upward, and if he didn't do anything, he would be angry

"Hey" Monk Phi didn't care about everyone's discussion afterwards, gave up the original half-squatting posture and came to Wan Qingping, stretched out his strong arm, and immediately wrapped around Wan Qingping's waist.

"Get up for me" Monk Phi was overjoyed in his heart, this thin monkey didn't know anything about wrestling, and dared to let himself take the initiative to wrap around his waist, not to die or something, so he roared with a red face, and lifted it up, at this time his arm muscles burst out

"Shh

"This is to avenge me" Altay immediately shone in two ways, as if it was he who was about to throw Wan Qingping away.

"Ah, it's a big fool, it's a shame" On the stargazing floor, Feng'er stomped her feet and covered her eyes with her hands, but a small slit leaked between her fingers, and she still secretly looked at the water mirror.

Wan Qingping only felt that he was using it vigorously, and his toes were half an inch off the ground, "It's a bit brute force" said secretly in his heart, and then the endless internal force surged to the soles of his feet

"Huh??" Monk Phi shook Wan Qingping's body a little at the beginning, but the other party seemed to use the immobilization technique the next moment, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift half a point, and his eyes instantly turned into bull's eyes, and his eyes widened

"Huh??" When everyone in the audience saw this strange scene, their eyes were no smaller than that of Monk Phi, and many people couldn't help but feel at this moment

"How is this possible?" Monk Pi didn't mention Wan Qingping, the most unbelievable thing was that Altay, at this time his face still had the excitement of Fang Cai, and at this time the two different expressions intersected, indescribably strange.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, hurry up, it's only three things, let you mention it twice, after two times, Wan someone is not welcome" Wan Qingping showed a pair of white teeth, whether the monk could understand it or not, he said with a smile.

Monk Phi knew that he had encountered hard stubble, and he didn't care about hating Wan Qingping for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he didn't care about guessing why Wan Qingping didn't move like a root under his feet, so he immediately took a half step back.

"Bah" spat twice, and the monk picked up his arm, and walked towards Wan Qingping again.

Just like last time, this time Wan Qingping also let him easily surround him, "Ahhh

"Hey, you actually moved?" Monk Phi was overjoyed, and he couldn't believe it at this time. But at this moment, a grinning joke came from his ear: "It's the second time, hurry up."

Regardless of how many times he was, Monk Phi began to exert his strength for the third time, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, "Rise-", after roaring, but now this time it was the same as last time, and the other party was like a root on the soles of his feet, and he did not move at all again.

"Hey, hey, hey" The monk was angry, and he didn't believe in evil, he tried his best to lift up again and again, and even ignored the wrestling routine a few times, and hung his whole body on Wan Qingping's body to fall, in a vain attempt to pull Wan Qingping

He swore that he did do his best, and he had never used so much energy to fight for milk with his brothers and sisters when he was a child, but Wan Qingping did not shake at all

"I admit ......" I don't know how many times, he felt that his strength was getting smaller and smaller, and he was panting heavily, and he was about to admit defeat immediately, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he felt that the body that was originally hanging on Wan Qingping's body was suddenly grabbed by others and carried on his shoulders.

"I'll fuck you—" The world swirled, and with Wan Qingping's strange emphasis, Monk Phi immediately flew out like a sandbag.

"Oh--win-oh-oh--oh-" Inside the stargazing building, Feng'er cheered again, and her little face turned red with excitement, which made the black-clothed Gu Master behind him shake his head a little helplessly.

The atmosphere on the beach is not bad, since ancient times, the Jiuli people have to be attached to the Mumba people most of the time, except for a few specific periods of independence, and there is a kind of hatred and inferiority complex for the Mumba people from the bottom of their hearts.

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