Su Yue waved her hand, and the disciples on this side of the casting shouted together: Rose will win~~~

Su Yue folded her hands in front of her mouth and shouted, "Come on, President, we are optimistic about you!"

"Come on, senior brother!" the note waved his little fist excitedly.

Mo Tong showed off his muscles fiercely, yesterday Wang Feng wanted to find him as a foreign aid, but unfortunately he was rejected by his righteous words, the real man is to face the challenge by himself: "Wang Feng, fight hard, don't embarrass me!"

This is a joint cheerleading team of casting and runes, and the momentum is still good, but the disciples of other martial arts academies and other combat academies are really ashamed, alas, what kind of excitement are these non-combat academies, it's really a shame to lose.

Wrong, it's not a question of whether to lose or not, but how to lose, I hope it's not too embarrassing.

The verdict laughed loudly, and what could he say when he saw that Rose herself was clearly distinguished?

The cast, alas, the ignorant are fearless.

Ning Zhiyuan's expression was solemn, although it was only a private discussion, but in fact, the two churches were paying close attention, the Autonomous Council had just delegated power now, if the president had just taken office and made a big fool, then maybe he would have to leave the class in a loud voice, and Kalida would not be able to protect him.

Of course, if Wang Feng can win, and Rose's reputation will be greatly boosted, then it will be a good thing for everyone to follow the rising tide, Ning Zhiyuan is really not the pure egoistic type of Luo Lan, if Wang Feng really has that ability, then it doesn't matter if he is a deputy.

Rachel smiled, the reason why she didn't immediately agree to Fantesi was because of this, whether Wang Feng could sit in this position, and really thought that the position of the president of the Autonomous Association was so easy to sit on?

This level in front of us is a life and death situation, there must be Aurora tabloid reporters in the crowd, and today's game will definitely be highlighted, not only lively, but also fueled by the merger of the two sanctuaries behind it.

Black Vulture Armor is now temporarily acting as the minister of the Martial Arts Academy, and he has no interest in himself, but His Highness Jixiangtian can only pinch his nose and admit it, and he is not interested in rookies pecking each other, just to join in the fun.

Famir actually has a good relationship with Wang Feng, although this person likes to exaggerate, and he is a little out of tune, but his heart is not bad, but he is really not suitable for the position of president, even if it is better to give it to the eight people, although this is not the real strength of the rose, but at least it can save the decline of the rose.

The Soul Beast Courtyard was also carried up by Wang Feng on Winnie's side, regardless of whether Winnie was willing or not, put her own people in first, and this president could be comfortable.

Several members of the Holy Judge team had already arrived at the scene and were waiting.

Mu Mu, Sha Modou, Andi, Feng Wuyu, Cai Yunhe, and the substitute Maper standing behind everyone.

Seeing that substitute, Lao Wang finally figured out why he was familiar, isn't this the young lady he met last time when he ran to adjudicate the refining of potions......? At that time, the potion room was dim and dim, and the other party should not remember his face, right?

Cut, even if he remembers, he is not afraid, after all, the current Lao Wang is also a number one in Aurora City.

So Wang Feng squeezed his eyebrows at Marpel provocatively, and Marpel lowered his head a little shyly, but the moment he bowed his head, there was a cold glow in his eyes.

For the first time, the higher authorities gave the order to lurk and abandon all action.

Who would have thought that because of such a fool, the entire organization of Aurora City would fall apart, and most importantly, even such an important Mi Gao as Long Lan was discovered, which was a Mi of a higher level than her.

Lao Wang was satisfied, this young lady's courage is still so small, but other people, tsk, all of them are very energetic, especially the one named Andi, who looks clear and sensible, and looks a little special when he looks at himself.

Needless to say, Lao An has already arranged it, and Brother An will definitely lose to himself, just to see how God unconsciously arranges him to face up against himself.

Lao Wang was about to say hello to the other side, but the captain Mu Mu's face was already a little impatient, and he said that it was ten o'clock, but this team of wastes actually dared to let themselves wait here for ten minutes.

Mu Mu is one of the vice presidents of the adjudication, he keenly seized this opportunity, what could be more important than abusing a rose to enhance his popularity?

And this is also a bonus point for the selection of future participants in the Hero Competition.

Mu Mu waved his hand to interrupt the politeness that Lao Wang had prepared, and said coldly: "Since you're here, don't talk nonsense, let's start directly! Five to five, heads-up or group fighting, or how to arrange people, you say, our holy judge is casual!"

This is definitely a naked contempt, a real competition, this order choice is crucial, there is a tactical arrangement in it.

Although he knew that he couldn't beat him, the other party's unkind attitude still made Rose's disciple very aggrieved, but after all, it was cheap, and he didn't take advantage of it.

Wang Feng smiled, a little pretending, "Since it is a fair competition, how can we Rose take advantage of you, let's follow the rules, you are the challengers, you come out first, and then alternate in turn, so as not to find a reason for losing." ”

The audience was stunned, and the verdict was even more hilarious, and the whistles kept coming.

"Captain Wang, atmosphere!"

"Old iron bull, wait for us to rule and merge Rose and give you back a toilet director!"

Ning Zhiyuan and the others looked at each other, did they take advantage of it?

It's a bit embarrassing, but the result is more important.

Mu Mu smiled, a typical person who didn't count b, and beckoned, "They are all Templar disciples, the old rules, falling off the competition platform, admitting defeat, and losing the ability to fight are considered losses." ”

Wang Feng waved his hand magnificently, "Of course, but we can't fight if we admit defeat, it's not good to deliberately hurt people." ”

The audience burst into laughter, Ning Zhiyuan and the others were a little bared, how could they be so straightforward if they were so cowardly.

Seeing that Wang Feng wanted to open his mouth again, he probably knew that this person's mouth was skillful, and he didn't talk to Lao Wang at all: "Brake Modou, the first one for you, give them some color!"

Lao Wang also waved his hand quite simply: "The vanguard general of Lao Wang's team - Fan Tessi!"

Actually, if it weren't for the fear that Brother Da would be unhappy, he liked this kind of exchange very much, and it was not bloody, it was very lively, with some snacks and beer, and its own special effects, it was much cooler than watching boxing.

Axiba stood up with a depressed face, and he understood what Lao Wang said about 'Tian Ji Horse Racing', why couldn't he arrange a less fierce one for himself, and he stayed on the side of the rose for a few months, and he was beaten up.

Everyone else on either side automatically retreated, leaving only Brake Ink Bucket and Fantesi on the stage.

He looked very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish appearance, not tall, but very well-proportioned, slender hands and feet, and delicate facial features. ”

Fan Tessi hurriedly bowed in return, in fact, he hated the martial artist's starting salute, and he was about to beat you to death, why did he engage in these false politeness?

On the side of the audience, when they saw Fan Texi's pouting buttocks, they all laughed: "The strongest martial artist vs. the fattest martial artist, it's all five words." ”

"I bet this fat guy can last five seconds!"

"You underestimate him too much, just this body, at least ten seconds. ”

"Phew!" Mo Tong couldn't listen anymore: "A bunch of dogs look at people and look at low things, do you dare to make a bet with Lao Tzu?"

How to say that this fat man is also trained by himself, besides, everyone has drunk together, the fat man admires himself very much, he doesn't care about everyone's age at all, a mouthful of a Mo Tong senior brother, Mo Tong likes this, although Wang Feng is a scumbag, but this fat friend is really good, of course you have to support him!

The people on the other side of the verdict were happy: "Isn't this a member of the Eight Ministry, how do you want to bet!"

Bang dang!

"10,000 liou!" A bulging money bag was thrown to the ground by Mo Tong: "Lao Tzu bet that he can last five minutes!

The verdict was a little stunned and laughed, looking at his aggressiveness, I thought that this fat man was really a hidden master, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

The ruling disciples wanted to bet with him, but unfortunately they came out to see the excitement, who didn't have to bring so much Leo with him?

was worried, but saw Mu Mu, the captain of the Holy Referee, sneered, and handed a color to Cai Yunhe, the gunsmith in the team, who understood and threw out an H8 with a little pain.

"We never coddle in ruling," Mu Mu said lightly, Wang Feng he must do it, but he also doesn't like the people of the eight tribes, not to mention that he doesn't know about this group of people in Lao Wang's team, ordinary adjudicators, doesn't he want to understand in advance?

How could Mo Tong be cowardly, asked the notes behind him to borrow a little, and threw down a bag of money, and said with confidence: "Who is afraid of whom? Today Lao Tzu won you and went bankrupt! Axiba, come on, win half of your money!"

Fantesi on the field couldn't hear this at all, the official game, this is the first time in his life, the mountains are shouting and the tsunami outside, it seems that he is a little fat man from the time he is sensible, he belongs to the marginal people, what he likes most is to be a member of the corner, I really didn't expect that one day he would be burdened with such a heavy responsibility.

The heart is pounding, in fact, yesterday Fantesi had insomnia, he is not afraid of losing, he is losing anyway, he is afraid of the game itself.

At this time, in the eyes of the people around him, Fantsi's posture was stiff, his pupils were dilated, and his legs and stomach were still a little shaky......

And the brake ink bucket on the opposite side is obviously relaxed, this is all a small scene, to be honest, he really has a little impression of this fan or something, because the martial artist is still so fat, he really can't find it, and it is also because of this expansion that the brake ink bucket is determined to leave the rose.

A strong martial artist, not necessarily a good principal, he was a little disappointed in Kalida.

The referee gives the order, and the game begins!

The brake ink bucket on the opposite side smiled slightly, didn't care, and stood with a faint negative hand, and as soon as the 'starting sound' on the sidelines sounded, the whole person suddenly turned into a flash of lightning and shot out.

Assiba's pupils contracted suddenly, the other party's speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all, how to change it?

Defend or dodge, or?

Rumble......