Zhang Chulan hung his head and didn't say a word, and after a long time, Wang Ye put down his chopsticks and burped.

"I'm sorry Wang Dao Chief, I have something I have to do!"

After Zhang Chulan, who had a certain look in his eyes, finished speaking firmly, he immediately gobbled up the remaining steamed buns and pickles on the plate.

Wang also looked at him lightly, "I'm not sorry, I'm just here to choose for you, but I can't choose for you......"

"Senior brother, I admit defeat. ”

"What's the fuss, hurry up!" said the referee angrily.

"Didn't you see it? He ate more than I did, and I lost......," Wang Ye sighed when he said this, and left the venue in a leisurely manner.

The audience who saw this scene immediately exploded.

"Damn, is there any mistake?"

"What the hell is this? A meal is a competition?"

"It's shady, isn't it?"

.........

The other side.

Feng Xingtong played against Wang He.

Feng Xingtong used the spirit of detention to summon the spirit of Deng Youfu's elf Changbai Mountain-Liu Kunsheng who had been taken away before, but he didn't expect that Wang He would also use the spirit of detention to send generals!

The two sides also had the same skills to stalemate, and the elf Liu Kunsheng was sucked back and forth.

"Uncle Kunsheng!"

Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai immediately jumped off the field and rushed over.

"Let's go! Take Uncle Kunsheng away!" Feng Xingtong's eyes were full of blood and tears, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and he shouted anxiously: "Don't stay for a moment!

Liu Kunsheng's snake pupils glanced at Feng Xingtong deeply, and then turned into a black qi and quickly fled into the distance.

"Little bastard, dare to ruin my good deeds!" Wang He slapped his palm angrily at Feng Xingtong.

"Hey, Brother Wang, I recognize ......"

"Want to admit defeat? It's not that easy!" The fierce Wang He slammed a palm into Feng Xingtong's chest, blasting him away, "I actually missed such a good tonic!"

"Ahem......" Feng Xingtong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

"That spirit in your body is also a little interesting!Let go of Liu Kunsheng, just use what you have to compensate me!" Wang He sneered and stretched out his hand to Feng Xingtong, "Come out for me!"

Shout!

Wang Zizhong was instantly stripped from Feng Xingtong's body by him, and choked his neck stiffly, "Hey, it's an old man?"

"I'll try what I can get by swallowing this old man!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang He opened his mouth and bit down at Wang Zizhong.

"Don't! let go of Grandpa Zizhong! ahem...... Stop, you brute......"

Feng Xingtong struggled to get up, dragging his dilapidated body and rushing towards Wang He.

"Damn, are you looking for death?!" Wang He was furious and kicked Feng Xingtong in the abdomen, kicking Feng Xingtong's pupils away.

Shout!

Rumble!

I saw the ink-white Bai Jian sword firmly inserted into the ground between the two.

The two were stunned at the same time, and Wang Zizhong took the opportunity to run away.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, and give face. ”

Mo Bai, who suddenly appeared, stood in the air, and the white sword groaned softly, and was received by Mo Bai in his hand.

"!"

"Why do you give you face, how old are you?" Wang He shouted, stepped on Feng Xingtong's head, and raised his head, "Uncle Ben won't give you face!

"Oh, is it?" Mo Bai glanced at Wang Ai who was pretending to be asleep on the stage with a smile, and then looked at the referee of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, "I seem to have heard Feng Xingtong admit defeat just now, and the competition is over." Don't you announce the results?"

The fearless king of the ignorant does not give Mo Bai face, but the referee still has to give it, "That...... Well, the king and the wind and the stars, the king wins!"

"Cut! What! Heavenly Master's Mansion still wants to give him face!" Wang He sneered, "What if you let him go this time, the next time I meet him, I will abolish him......"

"What are you waiting for next time, there are only a few people left, wouldn't it be good if the game started early, Turtle grandson, ......ahh

"Turtle grandson, stinky beep! Why the hell is I going to kill you......" Wang He's body was covered with black gas, and he roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Bai!

"Don't!" Wang Ai on the stage couldn't pretend anymore and hurriedly shouted.

"Huh?" Mo Bai raised his eyebrows and gestured to the referee.

"In the next competition, Wang and Mo Bai will play, and the competition will begin!"

"Bang!"

A fist slammed into Wang He's face.

A tremendous force surged in, and Wang Ji's body fell heavily to the ground.

The severed front teeth were mixed with blood dripping onto the ground, and snot and tears flowed down together, and the snot was mixed with red blood. He looked so embarrassed at the moment that he staggered to his feet and roared.

"Why...... Why are you all coming to me?"

"Feng Xingtong is wrong! I want that snake, you should just give it to me!"

"Lu Jin is wrong! If I want to pass through the sky, I should give it to me directly!"

"Zhang Zhiwei is wrong! If I want the championship, I should give it to me directly!"

"The master is also wrong!

Boom!Boom......

A few sword lights flashed, and Mo Bai picked Wang He's tendons and tendons.

"Suck!"

"Heh, you're right!" Mo Bai chuckled, grabbed Wang He's head with his palm, and used the Getaway Technique to absorb Wang He's power, "Go and find it in your dreams!

"The surname is Mo! You deceive people too much!" Wang Ai trembled with anger.

"Heh, why don't you come down and fight with me?" Mo Bai lifted the abolished Wang He and smashed it at Wang Ai.

Rumble!

Wang Ai caught Wang He to death, and after checking Wang He's injury, he was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, endured the pain, and hurriedly hugged Wang He for treatment.

"Victory...... Winner!" The referee saw that the momentum was not right, and quickly shouted.

"Good job! Sword Fairy Ink White"

"yes! This bastard has been beaten for a long time!"

"Lord Black and White Xuanjian, you are so handsome!"

"Brother Bai, I love you!"

", white is my ......"

"It's so handsome!ahhh

......

For a while, the audience in the stands chanted. It is worthy of the sword fairy Mo Bai, the old man of the Wang family dares to be upright, and after abolishing the king, Wang Ai didn't dare to do it, and ran with the crippled king.

At this time, there was still a person on the field, Feng Xingtong was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Mo Bai sighed, Feng Xingtong had to protect Liu Kunsheng's relationship with Wang Zizhong even if he died, he still had some feelings for such a person. With a flip of his palm, a healing pill was stuffed into his mouth.

Soon.

"Cough, cough, cough......" Feng Xingtong, who slowly woke up, coughed again and again, looking at the sky in confusion, "This, where is this?"

"Don't be in a daze, you're not dead yet, your grandfather Zizhong may go back, it's time to go." After Mo Bai waited for Feng Xingtong to be fine, he teleported in a flash.

.........

Mo Bai, who had just come to another venue, looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.