In the next battle, Qin Feng encountered four opponents in a row, all of them were ordinary players, and he didn't even encounter a so-called master. Qin Feng naturally became one of the three people who entered the finals.

The remaining two places will be decided in the two teams of Wen Ming Tianxia VS Overlord from the Heart and Reverse Soul VS Monk Thief Sword. The first group to start is: Reverse Soul VS Monk Thief Sword.

These two players are very interesting.

"This is big brother, are you an athlete?" When a young male swordsman (Monk Thief Sword) came to the stage, he did not start a battle with his opponent, a burly berserker (rebel spirit), but instead chatted with him as if he had met an acquaintance.

Originally, I wanted to give the other party's emaciated swordsman a big axe to eat as soon as he got on the field. How do you know that the other party will talk to him as soon as he comes up, the berserker first pointed at himself with his finger, and after seeing that the other party was really talking to himself, the berserker said a little helplessly, "Yes." ”

"Big brother, you are the first athlete I have ever seen, I envy your figure and muscles." After a few strokes of his own small chest, which can be described as a chest and two flesh, the monk thief sword said enviously to the rebel soul.

The rebel who originally wanted to lift the axe to kill the monk thief sword immediately grinned when he heard someone praise him.

"By the way, this athlete brother, let me ask, oh, what is it like to be an athlete?" The monk Thief Jian You continued to ask with curiosity and excitement on his face.

The rebel soul, who had never been praised a few times in his life, listened to the other party's words of praise and looked at the other party's envious expression, and the whole Eun felt a little fluttering, "Well, it feels good, I have never been sick, and the system is very good." After that, he posed as a muscular man.

"By the way, big brother, your equipment looks so good, you don't have to think about it to know that it's all gold, and the poor little brother is full of steel equipment. I'm so envious! Big brother, how did you get it, teach me well...... "The monk thief sword is really enough ink, and his mouth keeps talking, most of which are those words of praise, and he can't find the north of the rebel soul.

"I'm sweating, have you kid had enough ink, why do you still talk like this endlessly" chatted for more than ten minutes, and the rebel soul couldn't stand the other party's ink skills.

"Big brother, what do you say, it really hurts my heart, little brother, the two of us can meet in the first day of the competition, among hundreds of millions of players in country Z, what kind of fate is that...... However, big brother, you want to mention the butcher's knife to me, it's so cruel, and I still see you as my idol all the time! The monk's sword began to ink again.

I really couldn't stand the other party's inkblot work that was even worse than the movie he just watched a few days ago, the famous ink king in "Journey to the West" - Tang Seng, and the head of the soul looked up to the sky and roared "Ah~~!" ”

"Boy, whether you're here to chat or to compete, it's better to be faster." The big axe in the hand of the rebel soul slammed into the ground, indicating that his patience had reached the limit.

"It seems that you don't want to recognize me as a little brother, this is the temper of a master, look down on us people with poor equipment, alas~~! Then let's fight, but please grant me a request, okay? If I don't fulfill this requirement, I won't be blind to death. The monk thief sword said with a bitter and pleading face to the rebel who was now glaring at him angrily.

"Whew~~ Say it." A small request is easier than being buzzed like a fly by the other party. So the rebel spirit breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Little brother, I... I've always admired athletes, but I'm definitely not good at being an athlete with a body like ribs, I don't have a sense of muscle, and I'm a lot of skinny; Little brother, I finally saw the first athlete today, so I am very excited, and I hope that big brother you can let me touch your vigorous and strong body. Let my little brother Although I can't be a great athlete, I can feel that athletes have always lived in my heart at all times, "The monk thief sword is definitely the material for actors, damn, the above sentence made him speak for three minutes, but a few simple words were called by the monk thief sword; When it comes to his adoration, his face is looking up, and his eyes are full of stars; When he talks about his regrets, it is a face of grief and sadness; Finally, when he pleaded, there was a look of affectionate hope; Especially when he said that the athlete lived in his heart, he put his hands lightly on his left chest, looked up at the sky, and looked fascinated.

Looking at the extremely infectious speech of the monk thief sword, the thousands of audience members in the audience were moved.

"Okay, you can touch it." The rebel spirit was also moved, and said something that meant something like "You can rape me as much as you want".

"Thank you! Thank you! The monk thief sword looked grateful.

"Wow, the muscles of the athlete are extraordinary, they are as hard as a stone to the touch..."The monk thief sword touched the high dragon on the body of the rebel soul with excitement and admiration, and said with a slurp in his mouth. However, when the monk thief sword turned behind the rebel soul, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, allowing Qin Feng in the audience to catch it. "Looks like there's going to be a good show later." Qin Feng clasped his hands around his chest and said to Wen Mingtianxia.

Really......

Just when the rebel soul is still facing the monk thief sword, there are various bosses; When the onlookers shouted, "Touch him JJ to see if it's as hard as a stone", the monk thief sword with empty hands came to the back of the rebel soul, and suddenly it was a swordsman skill "Whirlwind Slash" that hit the rebel soul more than 4 meters away, and after the attack succeeded, the monk thief sword lifted the full speed and ran to the other side of the 100*100 ring. Stay away from the rebel who is still a little flurry on the ground.

The rebel soul with a little flurry in his head stood up, and finally came back to his senses after his eyes were confused, feeling that he had been being played by the other party An Lai as a monkey, and the rebel soul felt that there was a surging fire burning in his lungs, "Ah~~~~!" After a roar of rage, he was about to raise his axe and rush forward.

The game is limited to 30 minutes, and the winner is not decided in the field, the system will directly judge that the side that causes the most damage wins, and the monk thief sword causes 300 damage to the rebel soul; The Rebel Soul deals 0 damage to the Monk Thief Sword, and the winner of this contest is the Monk Thief Sword! He will qualify for the final," and before the rebel could take half a step, the voice of the referee roared loudly from the edge of the ring, signaling that the hilarious contest was over.

Listening to the referee's voice, everyone was stunned.

Bowing his head and smiling, Qin Feng and Wen Mingtianxia walked towards the No. 3 ring, just now the system sent a message to Wen Mingtianxia, asking her to rush to the No. 3 ring within 5 minutes to prepare for her competition.

PS: If you think it's okay, just give a few flowers ~~~~