Wen Yi stretched his body, looked at his opponent, and thought about how many moves should he use to defeat him?

The list of the two showdowns appeared on the panoramic screen above the stadium, and there was an uproar. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ding Bingxuan vs. Liang Ruochu! ”

"I didn't expect them to meet in the knockout round, and I thought they would both make it to the top three. ”

"Qu Zhiwei, the unlucky child, met Wen Qing, and I heard that she is the first in Qingyuan. ”

"Wu Liang is right about Wen Yi, who is Wen Yi? I haven't heard of this person. ”

"You don't even know Qingyuan's famous Wen Fifty-Nine?"

"Damn, it's Wen Fifty-Nine! But how did he get in? Did he come in with his sister's thigh?"

"Mostly, right, you see the forum of Yuan Middle School, half of them are crusading against him, there is such an excellent sister, and he is shameless to hook up with the school girl. ”

"If you look at the support statistics of the two schools together, 90% of them support Wu Liang, which is too weird!"

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Fortunately, Wen Yi doesn't have time to read any statistics now, otherwise he will definitely vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

There was one duel of five groups, divided into two games, and Wen Yi was ranked in the first game, and climbed into the third of the five rings that rose from the ground.

Wu Liang stood still opposite him, wearing a tight suit, which made the exaggerated muscles even more prominent, causing a group of muscular fans in the stands to scream.

The referee was already standing on the stage, just waiting for the referee to give the order for the game to begin.

Wu Liang looked at Wen Yi and just wanted to speak, Wen Yi's watch suddenly lit up, and Wen Yi, who was originally going to listen to what the other party wanted to say, looked down at his watch, it was a message from Zong Xiu.

"I opened the handicap, bet on you to win or lose, the ratio of your win I mentioned that no one bought five to one, you quickly give me a letter of accuracy. ”

"Five-five. Wen Yi returned directly.

"Thirty-seven. ”

"Five-five. ”

"Four-six, I'm six. ”

"Good. Wen Yi put away the communication box with satisfaction.

Wu Liang's words were held in his mouth for a long time and he didn't say it, looking at Wen Yi who looked up at him, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Crazy enough, I hope I won't be disappointed later." ”

Wen Yi was a little wronged, he didn't do anything, but he still smiled and responded: "Don't worry, I won't let you down." ”

"Little pigtail, do you say your brother can beat that big guy?" Liang Ruchu said as he looked at Wen Yi on the stage.

"Needless to say, my brother is even more genius than I am. Wen Qing looked proud, glanced at Ding Bingxuan on the side again, and pouted: "You are still worried about yourself, I may not be able to beat her now." ”

"What are you afraid of, if I lose, you will help me get revenge. Liang Ruochu picked Wen Qing's double ponytail and said with a smile.

"Move my hair again, I'm going to touch your big breasts. Wen Qing turned his head and glared at Liang Ruochu's chest.

"Come on, hurt each other. Liang Ruochu straightened his chest and took a step forward.

Wen Qing didn't want to think about it, so he rubbed his head directly.

Half of the eyes in the stands were attracted by Wen Qing and Liang Ruochu, who were fighting off the field, and then there was also a scene of the two fighting on the forums of the two schools.

However, soon discussing the beautiful buildings of the two girls, it was crooked: kill Wenyi and liberate Qingyuan Shuangmei! And this topic has become a rare common topic in the two forums.

At the same time, the duel handicap between Wenyi and Wu Liang has also become the most popular handicap, although the odds of pressing Wu Liang are only 0.2, but it still attracts a lot of bets, and some even invest the money they are ready to use for travel, which shows the degree of Wenyi's unpopularity.

Zong Xiu looked at Qian Yuan's side with a sad face, and his heart was actually happy, if it weren't for the fact that there were a group of Congo people around him who voted for Wu Liang to win, he would have wanted to laugh happily.

You can't blame these people for being too irrational, in fact, no matter how you think about it, in their opinion, pressing Wu Liang is called safe, and pressing Wen Yi is the brain.

Wu Liang is the second in the first middle school, and his strength is only below Ding Bingxuan, and he entered the inner rest realm in the first semester of his third year of high school, and he is also a top student who has the opportunity to enter the big four.

And Wen Yi, the name of Wen Fifty-Nine, but even many people know about it, although I heard that he defeated Yang Xiao before. But Yang Xiao and Wu Liang are not of the same magnitude at all, simply put, a Wu Liang can lie down ten Yang Xiao, so Wen Yi, who overturned Yang Xiao, is still not as good as Wu Liang.

So at everyone's strong request, Zong Xiu opened a guess under the handicap again, guessing that both sides lost a few moves.

Wen Yi's one-move winning ratio was opened to one hundred to one, and no one bought it, and Wu Liang's one, two, and three moves were all full.

Just when the referee ordered the game to start and Zong Xiu was about to close the bet, the last bet was thrown in, and Wen Yi was pressed to defeat Wu Liang with one move, and the bet amount was 1,002.

Wen Yi's fat trembled, and he hurriedly sent a message to Wen Yi, but the referee had already ordered the game to start, and Wen Yi didn't have time to read the message at all.

Wen Yi did see the watch flash twice, but he had already angered Wu Liang once just now, and it would be a little too disrespectful to the opponent to look at it again, so Wen Yi chose to ignore it.

"I've heard that a lot of people bet on me to beat you, and I'm embarrassed to disappoint my friends, so let's just make a move. Wu Liang clenched his fist and made a crisp sound.

His voice was heard by the horn in the ring, and with this muscle, it drew a cheer. There were all kinds of cheers: "Wu Liang! Come on!" "him!" "One move!" "Wu Liang, I love you!"

Looking at the stinky expression on Wu Liang's face, Wen Yi was also a little helpless, how to say it, it can be regarded as the representative of Qingyuan, his cheering voice was only shouted by Wen Qing and Liang Ruochu in the audience.

"Very well, you managed to provoke me. Wen Yi looked at it and said expressionlessly.

Zong Xiu slumped in the chair, if it weren't for Wen's mother sitting beside him, he would have wanted to get up and shout loudly to let Wen Yi calm down, it seems that this trip will be in vain.

Wen Yi's words unsurprisingly attracted a burst of boos, and Wu Liang also sneered, and strode towards Wen Yi, his fan-like palm directly greeted Wen Yi's head, and the momentum was quite fierce.

The people in the stands who bet on Wu Liang to win Wen Yi have already stood up, as long as Wu Liang slaps Wen Yi off the stage, the money will be in hand.

Wen Yi squinted, looked at the palm that was getting bigger, and shook his head slightly, his speed was too slow, and his strength was too weak, far worse than Feng Xifan.

With a crisp sound of "pop!", Wen Yi staggered past Wu Liang's side, and just took a step forward.

And Wu Liang, who rushed over, looked stunned, a bright red slap mark appeared on his face, and the momentum of the forward rush, coupled with the strength of Wen Yi's slap, rushed directly to the audience, fell a dog and ate, and hummed for a long time before he got up.

"Concession. Wen Yi arched his hand towards the audience, looked up at the stunned people in the stands, sneered slightly, and slowly walked off the high platform. (To be continued.) )