The man of the Muba tribe lost his combat effectiveness, and his body was used as a weapon by Sobatu and thrown at the thin man of the Taru tribe.

The thin man rose into the air, a little on the man, as light as a big bird.

The other man was in the air, kicked out with both feet, and kicked at Sobatu's front door.

Sobatu clenched his fists and crossed in front of him, protecting his head.

The thin man stepped on Sobatu's arms several times in a row, and slammed into it, causing Sobatu to fall backwards again and again.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's move was old, Sobatu suddenly stretched out his hands and clasped the thin man's ankles.

He tore it outwards with all his might, as if to split the thin man in two.

Feng'er let out an exclamation and covered her eyes, unable to bear to see this cruel scene.

Sobatu's strength was enough to tear the tiger and leopard alive with his bare hands, which made the surrounding audience hold their breath.

The thin man's body twisted in the air, spinning like a windmill.

Sobatu only felt a strong attack, and his palms rotated with the opponent's legs, unable to separate at all.

The two of them spun around a few times at the same time, as if performing a dance.

It was just that the thin man was lifted in the air by Sobatu, like a monkey crouching on the shoulder of a lion.

Sobatu's wrist ached, and the other party's small body seemed to be weighed by a mountain.

The power of the blood veins in his body flowed, and there was a clattering and grinding sound in the bone joints, and Sobatu's body swelled again.

The green tendons on his arms bulged, and he let out a loud cry.

"Hey!"

Sobatu held the thin man's body, like an overlord lifting a crown, and threw it outward.

The thin man somersaulted in the air and landed lightly on the ground.

Sobatu gasped, his eyes flushed blood.

The soles of his feet kicked the ground, and his fists were like two shooting stars, and they slammed into the thin man with great speed.

The thin man leaped nimbly to his feet, rushing out like a sharp arrow.

The figures of the two people were separated by a touch and staggered.

Everyone in the audience only saw a flower in front of them, and they didn't see the movements of the two at all.

Sobatu froze in place, his eyes glazed out, and his muscular body collapsed.

Hammy let out a scream from the audience and couldn't help but rush to the stage.

Ruan Ruan grabbed him and whispered, "He's fine, it's just that his blood veins were blocked, which caused a short coma." ”

At that moment, only Ruan Ruan clearly saw that the thin man attacked several palms at the moment when he approached Sobatu.

Each palm hit exactly where Sobatu's blood intersected, a tactic that was clearly beyond the reach of the steppe herders.

As for the origin of the thin man, Ruan Ruan had doubts.

No wonder the leader of the Taru tribe spoke in an arrogant tone and secretly invited helpers.

Dorpa announced the results of the round, and immediately several big men lifted the two paralyzed people off the stage.

Hami threw himself on Sobatu and shook him violently, trying to awaken his consciousness.

Ruan Ruan quietly pulled Hami away, and a stream of wood-based elements poured into Sobatu's body, rushing through his sealed bloodline.

Sobatu slowly opened his eyes and saw Hami's concerned face, a wry smile on his lips.

"It's that I'm useless, I can't clean up that skinny monkey. Sobatu hung his head and blamed himself.

"You're doing a good job, it's just that the other party's level is far above yours. Ruan Ruan softly comforted Sobatu and looked in the direction where the thin man had left, thoughtful.

In the next game, all parties won and lost, and the thin man did not continue to take the stage.

Just because they were one round ahead, the remaining numbers of the Taru tribe were slightly better than the other two.

In the blink of an eye, most of the tournament was underway, and Ji Bateng of the Muba tribe began to fidget.

Gibarten's two big hands scratched on his bald head like ants on a hot pot, so that the wine in front of him was tasteless.

There are only two players left on his side, and it is inevitable that he will be secretly unhappy.

"Little Jiba, I don't think I need to look forward to this game, the strength of your subordinates is too average. Grum of the Taru tribe took a sip of wine and said with regret.

"Fart, the game isn't over yet, it's not your turn to be weird there. ”

Gibatten had a fiery temper and almost overturned the table in a fit of excitement.

"I don't know who was ashamed before the game, if I let out cruel words, I will definitely have no face. It's better to roll up and go home early, so as not to be seen as a joke here. Grum was slow and methodical, and there was no lack of contempt in his words.

Groom teased Gibatten and pouted at Sanjizar.

Gibarten was furious, raised his big hand, pointed at Groom, and shouted loudly.

"Old Gru, I think you are looking for trouble, why don't we go on stage and have a competition. ”

Gibatten was furious and hated Groom.

Groom shook his head, disapproving.

"It's not in order, if you want to behave, you can play it yourself. My men are not easy to deal with, and I am afraid that the chief of Sanchi will not agree. ”

Sanjizar chuckled in his heart, smelling a hint of conspiracy.

If it was before, Sanjichar would definitely like other forces to fight to the death, but after Ruan Ruan's enlightenment, he looked at the problem from a different angle.

Groom is scheming, taking advantage of Gibatten's reckless impulses and relying on external forces to suppress the other two tribes.

And he himself hid behind the scenes, sitting back and enjoying the fruits of victory.

Sanjizar coughed and said slowly: "I don't have any opinion, the fists and feet in the ring are true, if you are interested, you can go up and play, just don't hurt the harmony." ”

Sanjizar did not find fault with Grum's sinister intentions, and the meaning of these words was completely different.

This grass gathering was originally carefully arranged by Ruan Ruan, in order to find out the strength and ideas of the tribes of all parties.

Grum thought he had succeeded in his plan, and a sneer hung on his lips.

"Little Jiba, since the leader of Sanchi has no objection, you can show your skills. You have a limited number of spots left, so make the most of your chances. ”

Ji Bateng's mind is not confused, he is strong and strong, but as the leader of a force, it is undignified to really want to come to the stage and fight with others.

However, it is difficult to ride a tiger in front of him, his own situation is indeed backward, and he was provoked by the other party, so he can only pull down his face and go on the field.

Ji Bateng rushed into the ring in a rage, and the crowd below erupted in a commotion.

"Isn't this the leader of the Muba tribe, even he has to shoot, this game is bound to win. ”

"I thought the Taru tribe was winning, and now there is a good show. ”

"I don't know if Lord Sanji of the Hansang tribe will follow suit, and there are not many of them left. ”

People's discussions, into the ears of Ji Baten, quite useful.

Ji Bateng glanced at the two players on the stage and waved his fist disdainfully.

The two glanced at each other and clasped their fists at Ji Baten.

Judging from the momentum of the other party, the strength should not be underestimated.

Rather than being broken by Ji Baten one by one, it is better to fight together.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the two pounced on Gibatten at the same time.

Ji Bateng is one against two, and his face remains the same.

He threw one punch at the Hansang contestant, and the other punched down on the Taru tribe.

Four fists collided in the air, booming.

Ji Bateng's body was as steady as Mount Tai, but the two people who rushed over took a few steps back.

With the strength of only one person, the blow of two people was hard, and he also had the upper hand.

The power of Ji Bateng's blood flowed, and his arms were thick.

He was dissatisfied with Grum in his heart, and took out his anger on the players of the Taru tribe.

Ji Ba Teng exerted force on his waist, and a fist surged with red light, slamming out at the Taru tribe's player.

The fist wind blows in the face, and it is as fast as thunder.

The contestants of the Taru tribe gritted their teeth, and also used all the strength to condense into their fists, and shouted angrily.

The two fists collided again, and a figure flew high and disappeared from the ring.

The Taru tribe player was lying on the sidelines, one arm was bloody and fleshy, he endured the pain, did not make a sound, and he could be called a tough guy.

Ji Batten took out one of his opponents and turned around with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Come down, Ji Baten's strength is not something you can compete with. Sanjichar shouted from the audience.

The Hansang contestants gave up their struggles, and Dorpa announced that the result of the round was won by the Muba tribe.

Gibatten won the round comfortably and was not satisfied and continued to stay in the ring.

At this time, there were still six players in the Taru tribe, and only four players remained in the Hansang tribe.

Sanjizar glanced at Ruan Ruan, saw him leisurely, and knew that he was ready to continue to arrange the next round of the game.

In the next two rounds of competition, Ji Ba Teng was extremely brave, and each time he knocked the players of the Talu tribe out of the ring, and everyone in the Muba tribe cheered in unison.

Gibateng was in high spirits, stretched out a large hand, thumbs down, and made a contemptuous gesture to Grum in the audience.

The corners of Grum's mouth lifted slightly, and he whispered to the people around him.

Behind Grum stepped a skinny man, the man who had played in the first round.

The man jumped onto the high platform, and compared with Ji Bateng's sturdy figure, he was as thin as a monkey.

There were only two places left in the Hansang tribe, and Sanjizar looked left and right, seeing that Ruan Ruan didn't seem to have the intention of making a move, he was a little dazed in his heart.

There are many good players in the Hansang tribe, but they seem to be a little weak against Ji Baten and the man in black.

"Hao'er, do you want to go up and play, they will definitely not take the initiative to attack you, you just need to protect yourself. Ruan said with a soft smile.

Feng'er's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "If I lose, don't blame me." ”

Ruan Ruan patted her lightly on the shoulder and smiled, "Go ahead, safety first." ”

The willow waist twisted and gently landed on the high platform.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar when they saw that the Hansang tribe had sent a woman.

"Oh my God, I'm not mistaken, how to let such a delicate beauty come to the stage to participate in the war. ”

"The Hansang tribe seems to have no one to send, so they just grabbed someone to make up for it. ”

"This little girl, even if I go up, I can clean her up. As long as my tiger body is shaken, it will definitely scare her legs and feet. ”

Sanjizar had a fever on his face when he heard it in the audience, and if he hadn't known Ruan Ruan's purpose, he would have asked for a replacement long ago.

Ji Bateng looked at the two people opposite, one was thin and short, and the other was as delicate as a flower, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He thought that the players who came up behind him must be difficult people, but he didn't expect them to be so weak.

The lion fights the rabbit and also needs to go all out.

Gibateng let out a loud shout and swung his fist heavily.

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